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my old entitled sink or swim

this poem is entitled sink or swim

about those lording it up, and those suffering

you don't make it unless you play their game

and who are them i here you say?

the simple answer is the bloodline of Cain

they got so much cash; accumulated wealth

they can make your life heaven or Hell

a tap on the shoulder by some suits

then if you have no balls they got you

can sink your company if they want to

Branson, gates and loads more

they certainly all know this score

defamation of charachter: Sue me!

My crew from 600 galaxies away

can record your mind and burn it to dvd

(at this thought will be shitting bricks definitely)

And most members of secret societies

the kind JFK wanted to cease

thats why they put a bullet in his head

all the good leaders end up dead

loved, good heart too, all killed

by them, on the right day

to lower the vibration of me and you

a laundry list of people they killed

cos they refused to be a shill

or spread a message of peace love or truth

exposing a system so uncouth

lennon, jackson, Bill Cooper and more,

should be getting long in the tooth

my boss Sananda from the pleiades

going to shut them down:not maybe

then a bright future can be ushered in

an end to war,division, pain and suffering

when he appears retweet the fuck out of him