It Is What It Is Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

and you see im written objecting on what is going on out here onground and see you gotta know how to by-pass the traffic jam...their lives is not your concern and imagine new agers on your planet taling you or trying to and they ignorant to the whole? just smile as they always keep coming back for more and more and more although they bodies is naturally suppose to die out quicker and faster than ours by decades and see we are fallen into their practices by way of hypnotization and its time to put an end to it all as we civilised them to a point of perfection for them to turn around give imperfection as they never learned fully and refused and they same ignorance has been passed down to each generation so far and will continue as i don't follow the glitter nah i follow my Rites of Passage and we don't scare no-one we just real and refuse to waste your time by preserving ours....