War of Words

Someone crowned The Vessel in the middle of the day Someone dragged The Vessel down and called the stain by name One touch in public split the air, the sides came in at speed Every mouth a proving ground for what the tribes would need Say the proper sentence if you mean to still belong Say it with the right side, sharp and clean and strong Clip the line and pass it on, let the little verdicts move First they fought The Vessel Now they fight the words you use Pile up Close in Wrong note under perfect skin Wrong name Wrong tone Watch how fast they strip the room Circle The Vessel Drive it through the feed Bless it or disgrace it At the algorithm’s speed Right side gets the halo Wrong side gets removed First they named The Vessel Now they police the words you use Someone lost a dozen friends for pausing half a beat Someone else got lifted high for being pure and quick and neat Someone posts the screenshot, someone posts the laugh Someone earns a little light for helping tear you in half No one needs to say it; everyone can feel How the safest faces gather round the fastest zeal Cancelled by degrees, or all at once by night A bloodless little exile made to look like right Jump in Mark out Drag the hidden meaning out Wrong joke Wrong shade Watch how fast the names get thinned Circle The Vessel Drive it through the feed Bless it or disgrace it At the algorithm’s speed Right side gets the halo Wrong side gets removed First they named The Vessel Now they police the words you use Not a fist Not a blade Just the bright rehearsed cascade Careful hands Certain eyes Taking status as it rises One more silence in the list One more face the room will miss Nothing broken you can prove Just fewer doors that open to you Circle The Vessel Drive it through the feed Bless it or disgrace it At the algorithm’s speed Right side gets the halo Wrong side gets removed First they named The Vessel Now they police the words you use