I sat where I was told. Head down I completed mundane tasks without ever raising it. A lowered head can't be chopped off. I heard their secrets. I saw their true faces. Never ugly or beautiful enough to be remembered, I left without them ever noticing. To them I was perhaps just a sheep and not a very remarkable one. But this sheep knows what walks among us. Now I share what I know with you with my head still lowered, my eyes concealed.
Could it be possible that the conspiracy theorists are correct about hidden agendas of the Entertainment elite? This probability becomes frightening reality in “Demons in Hip Hop: Blood, Sex, and Magic” by Soma Marba. In this book; Vampires, Succubi, and Ghosts mix and mingle with humans in a battle for fame, wealth, and most importantly Power.