Happy Juneteenth

You don’t know me, and I do t know you. But it’s after what I have been through. You couldn’t capitalize your press but we aren’t to talk about it. No one knows we aren’t suppose to talk about it and we don’t. I gathered enough information on this occasion to bring you your fireworks. Why would we break off in twos. No one knows of who talks about it. Less to say, the least is given towards this embracement. Children guards your holes and land mines be acquitted. Drape with chalices and fuck who you pertain to. Ain’t a worry about your presences. Though….. we all know. This deep insinuation is yours and I will be avenged. Rest your weary head, for worry is of a Lords Business and not a Queens troll. Suck forth ole wise one.