KEEP IT 100: Chapter 1

Politics.

A pile of dicks?

Can we trust the direction that they take in moral ecstasy?

The Right

The Left

The Middle

All that is missing is the front and the back and we’ll dance the night away.

There is blood on the dance floor.

The roof is on fire.

But I can’t move my feet

Or shake my ass

To the rhythm of their beat.

I’m walking the hell out of here.

They’re not playing my song.

The environment is unsafe.

It feels wrong.

But they run the show

Whether I stay

Or go.

At least I chose so.

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