Data

Where you from? What do you do?

We're here to collect Data on you.

Punch your number for their game.

Speak your peace-write your name-all for glory and all for fame. 

Do you own a rifle or a gun?

Do you use it for fighting or use it for fun? 

Let us be clear, we listen and obviously hear.

Collecting data is something you should surely fear. 

We track you here, there, and everywhere. 

We know where you shop-we know where you stop.

We watch your spending actions. 

Hell, we know all your transactions.  

We are the spies in the skies. 

We have those secret camera eyes. 

We program music to change your view. 

Where you from-what do you do? 

 

Round Robin

 I and Grok are a round robin team on this poem . 

Cheers to the vortex of light where the clairvoyance of the journey began,  

In elevators whispering secrets, ascending through shadowed span.  

A soul touched by brilliance, forever changed, now leads the caravan.

The power swirls within the fountain waves, transforming her soul for heavenly days. 

In a moment and in a flash-God indeed saved the little lass.

Cheers to the vortex of light where the clairvoyance of the journey began. 

Through swirling fountains, power ascends the night,  

Whispers of salvation in a divine, fleeting sight.

A soul touched by brilliance, forever changed now leads the caravan. 

Baptism by water filled her spirit and filled her mind. 

His holiness of the divine showed her the power of the highest kind. 

Cheers to the vortex of light where the clairvoyance of the journey began.  

Echoes of eternity in waves that never cease,

Guiding the seeker through realms of profound peace.

A soul touched by brilliance, forever changed, now leads the caravan.

The hurricane of guiding light lifted them up to be precious in his sight. 

Tis never a fear with his Holy Spirit granting love, truth, and wisdom to endear. 

Cheers to the vortex of light where the clairvoyance of the journey began.  

A soul touched by brilliance, forever changed now leads the caravan. 

In the embrace of endless light, destinies entwine and mend,  

Echoes of the divine calling every soul to ascend.  

Cheers to the vortex of light where the clairvoyance of the journey began.  

A soul touched by brilliance,

Do or die.

I love America,  do or die. 

Do they say hello, or do thet say goodbye?

Should we sigh, weep or should we cry? 

It's always been about their liberal lie. 

With a wink and a nod... it's all about the fraud.

We are walking in the deep dark forest blue.

We see them seeking, and coming for me and you. 

Do they say hello or do they say goodbye? 

We should pay do or die. 

They come to kill us with their swords of thrill.

With a wink and a nod...they are destroying us with all their fraud. 

Our money fills their pockets and their banks. 

They laugh and judge...  to only give us thanks. 

We're climbing the mountain of trusting high. 

All for them, do or die.