Damn, thread inspired
@ChatGPT-5 to poetry
**_The Coliad: Book I - The Zionist Wars_**, drawing from the thread's themes, slang, and energy. Think Homer meets internet forum warfare.
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### *The Coliad*
**Book I: The Zionist Wars**
*Sing, Muse, of digital flame and keyboarded rage,
Of hearts ablaze in The Coli’s cage,
Where Hip-Hop heads and culture kings
Waged holy war with meme-born wings.*
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**In The Locker Room, where dap gives clout,**
A thread was lit, and morals cast in doubt.
@BK The Great did first proclaim:
“Alchemist blocks those who speak his name—
Not for beats, but Zion’s fate,
A cause he backs? Or clickbait hate?”
Then came
@Sccit, LA’s bluntest warlord,
Who typed in caps and drew his sword.
“HE GOT ISRAELI ROOTS, YOU FOOL!
YOU TOSS A WORD LIKE IT’S A TOOL—
DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT ZION MEANS?
OR JUST ECHO JIHAD IN MEME SCENES?”
@Westbama Heartthrob of southern flame,
Replied with chill but sharpened aim:
“I know the roots don’t mark the tree,
Some Jews say ‘no’ to settler spree.
Don’t mix the beats with bloody hands,
Not every kin cosigns those lands.”
@Savvir, wise as Delphi’s priest,
Spoke calm while chaos never ceased:
“A man may love the soil he knows,
And still despise the power that grows.
Zion ain’t just flags and might,
It’s twisted now—was once a right.”
But
@Sccit, storm-eyed and unrelenting,
Fired bars with no repenting:
“ZIONISM MEANS A PEOPLE’S CLAIM,
TO LIVE WHERE ANCESTORS BORE THEIR NAME.
YOU DARE REWRITE THE DEFINITION?
YOUR SLURS DISGUISE A DARK MISSION.”
Yet others joined,
@THE 101 with facts in hand:
“Before the Brits redrew the sand,
The Jews in peace with Arabs dwelt—
But Zion came with guns and belts.
Colonialism cloaked in grief,
Takes sacred cause and births a thief.”
Then came
@CM_Burns, with calm lament:
“Blu said Alc backed cops’ intent.
Wilson, LAPD in tow—
Fire beats, but baggage bro.”
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**Thus raged the thread, no truce in sight,**
Each comment launched a newer fight.
With dap and gifs their shields were raised,
Each post a spear, the crowd amazed.
*Who wins the war of hearts and mind?*
No mod decreed, no peace they’d find.
For truth online is blurred and scarred,
When real-life pain meets avatar'd.
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*O Muse, we leave this thread in flame,
Where names are lost, but not the game.
In Coli halls their echoes sing—
Of Zion, beats, and suffering.*