🧵 4/4

No one has a clue
Humanity lost in their hate and indifference

The noise in my head
Bloodshed
Sacrifice
Solution
Compassion
An ending
So crude

🧵 3/4

No right to do that
Why can't we just get through
Find a solution for them to stop beating you

Open minds lead to open hearts
But people will never see it in that manner
Sacrificial lamb number one or maybe number two hundred twenty two

🧵 2/4

Making America Great Again
As my neighbors blood rushes in the streets
Burning buildings all around
No one listens
Same thing 10 years from now
Play it on repeat
It's the same old song

My skin like you
Just a pigment or two off
But they treat the animals better at the zoo

🧵 2/2

Bring me words
Of Life
Love
Encouragement
Soft footsteps
Pattering along

The playful laughter
Of babies abound

Tis the source
Of Life blood
That keeps
One around

🧵 3/3

A note of music in song.
Once the only one.
Yet, things tend to get ugly.
It was all a dream.
Wrapped tightly in ribbons
Happy endings.
Struggles a mystery.
Forged in reality.
Worth everything.
This love letter is not for you.
It is for the shadows drifting
Deep in memories.

🧵 2/3

Everything by the ticking.
An order to follow.
It will all work out.
Hopes
Dreams
Yearning heart.
Given so carelessly.
It was always me.
Just a man I loved.
Ideas wrapped around thoughts of you.
Will could not see it through. Magic contained within a breath.
A name in tattoo.

🧵 3/3

The jungle of the city
Human behavior
The treachery
Am I really here
Watching
The humanity of it all
Lost among the sea of faces
A victim to the world
The depravity of it all
A hot new trend
Watch all the influencers
Watch them do their thing
As children crumble
To ash

🧵 2/3

Or in the middle of the night when the buzzing woke me
Throwing darts in my sleep
The bullzeye just out of reach
Everyday is on repeat
Am I really here
Reality a big dream
Does it even matter
If songs skip the beat
Will anyone really hear
The cries from the starving in the streets

🧵 3/3

Gave up the years
The ring
The life
Left it all behind
Just a woman and her son
Twenty years have gone by
I sit
And I listen
No remorse
In my eyes
Good times remembered
Yet I'll never forget that night
As I sat on the stairs
Listening

🧵 2/3

Yet I sat listening
Allowing the beginning of betrayal
Masked as grief
Led to the spiders web
Your wings flapped
But you were already caught
Wrapped up like dinner
For her to feed
And I listened
Suppressing the pain
That pierced at my side
Did not want to believe
My ears nor my eyes

I've worked in the pharmaceutical world almost all my life. This is the equivalent of saying that a pharmacist only puts pills in a bottle. Both careers are so much more complicated than that. I can only imagine this individual only feels inferior to GPs, and that's why they say such things.