The Wave

Some people are so quick to grasp

what doesn’t belong to them.

Hands become like butter,

ready to spread across bread—

only on objects

that don’t belong to them.

They have their minds made up:

what they’ve read is about them.

Eyes glare like a hawk,

hearts beat rapidly.

They can’t understand

what the hell they’re reading.

Reading too soon

without the proper key to access

is a dangerous game.

So, you settle on

breaking and entering.

When voices speak louder than words,

and your eyes are easy to read—

here comes the wave.

Others can read you,

and it doesn’t take

a spiritual gift

to see through you.

It’s time to disconnect

from all the bullshit negativity,

and focus on brighter things in life.

Stop with the stares and glossy eyes,

because your whole face

begins to change completely.

You don’t take the time

to listen to others’ visions,

without understanding

there’s a roadblock in the way.

Try to understand them—

you might see that the roadblock

was something you created

without even knowing.

Yet, you put all the blame on them,

making their path

much more difficult.

Here comes the fire—

and no, it’s not the fire stick.

Or wait a minute—

you have it stuck so far up your ass

that maybe this is why

you can’t think clearly,

and your head is filled with negativity.

This storm isn’t sunshine and rainbows.

I’m still battling through something,

working toward my ultimate goal in life.

Yet these eyes see chaos

and cannot speak upon this bullshit.

Can individuals please grow the fuck up?

Louisiana may have had Hurricane Katrina.

But people who live and breathe negativity

need to wake up and look at life—

even the bullshit they’ve caused—

because this is the wave.

You can’t see your own shit

because you’re dipping and diving

into someone else’s.

Karma can be quite a bitch;

it comes at you

like a clogged-up toilet.

Oops—there goes a broken pipe.

You just can’t seem

to get away from this shit.

The more fire you cause,

the hotter it gets.

Don’t try to pay attention now,

when things were brewing

and words were spoken.

These eyes and ears don’t lie.

It’s time for you to put a stop to it—

now.

 This is the wave—

everything being called out,

with a twist.