The Facts Of Life

On the Farris wheel top screaming…

I’m high!

low life voices that tell me good bye…

 

Open the p to let me dock…

Cargo delivery was a open house…

 

 

Sometimes I get tired of…

Rhyming for this attention…

Fixes nothing…

Pulling my hair out kind of terror…

Look at my ashy knuckles…

Gun butt the diversity of lingeries…

That attempt to soffacate my wisdom…

Till I feel dumb…

Novacained my ring finger…

Dissappear Dimond…

Look at the shadow…

Didn’t even cry then…

I knew that raven would fly away…

 

 

I don’t know why you ever came.

Closed the casket on real dreams.

To be….

A stable…

Loving…

Repopulation of mother earth…

We just couldn’t…

I just couldn’t…

Be

A

Thing…..

 

Personal memories estranged…………

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Just A Little Simplicity

Your accent is in my palms like lotion…

Rejuvenates my skin…

Face bright…

“Let your soul glow…”

written on faces…

The new skin tone…

Defacement of your old properties…

Probably…

I was fed up with the drama…

Okinawa’s cold own blessings…

The pink camilla is still resting…

Awakening…

Never forgetting…

Like your old home room numbers…

Clone your personalities…

Quadrupled my morality…

living good with…

A brain…

You can keep your beauty…

 

Tiger Fist

Names quiet…

Rained on the riot…

Toppless on windshields…

Land O Lakes in the pockets…

Shoes made out of ostrich…

Oh!

Take them off!

Don’t touch the mystery…

Unsolved…

If they catch you…

Don’t mention the mobb…

Creep down on plush…

Mink coats with 8ths of dust…

Let them get some…

Feel the corse…

A race trap in the voice…

Kidnapping and Extortion…

Ransom note bloody…

Pieces of mayflower sent…

Later on when it pours…

Cuffs on the wrist…

Toe tags found…

Body bags in the river…

fresh timber in the oven…

Back home with no discussion…

 

 

Drowning White Supremacists

They said…

Nevermind that…

I’ve never been a fan of doctor Martin Lucifer King Jr…

Turn the other cheek yet you lie and cheat on your wife as she sleeps…

Turn to another pair of butt cheeks is what he ment I guess….

“You mean to tell me if someone hit your mother in the face closed fist in front of you……”

You would say…

It’s OK…

He’s just hurting inside…

Whatever!

 

Played into the hands of the KKK…

“They won’t fight back!”

“So let’s kidnap and kill them!”

 

 

The past repeats itself till a race civil war starts…

Everyone is focused on the wrong shit…

 

 

“My country tis of thee…..”

“Sweat land of liberty…”

 

 

Never liberated from the true struggling…..

Invading other countries is patriotic in the heartless snakes of higher Archy…

Kill for your country and get rewarded …

That’s what I call a terrorist…

“Fine people on both sides….”

Fuck is he talking bout!

 

 

You are not my president!

Do you forget it………………

 

 

 

 

 

 

Half Time

I’m back!

It’s that black cat that crossed paths with killer’s kicking them in the ass…

I don’t do no ass kissing for likes or people to like me…

Yes I got my Jackass and asshole masters degree…

From the university of no fucks given…

 

Lines crossed lately in my life that made me dislike my skin type…

Another story that won’t be told, sold or stopped…

Those who no me no I don’t care about grammar…

I don’t care about criticism…

I don’t care about how many likes or the follows I get…

I care about the people who love reality…

I care about the kids that live in poverty…

I care about the single women…

Who stay strong…

Struggling to make ends meet…

Doing whatever they have to do to survive these filthy streets…

 

I care about all races, colors and artist and the beautiful cultures of this world…

Plus I judge no one…

Etc etc….

 

I don’t know what else to sa…

I love all the people who’ve encouraged and supported me!

 

In my struggles, loveless life and my down moments in my mind…

Yatta yatta yatta….

Bluh bluh bluh…

 

Im back and it’s only half time….

Mr. 500

(500th) post!

 

 

 

Im just going to speak….

 

Fuck it…

when I came to wordpress…

I was the aftermath of a…

Well…

That’s another story…

I have many true storys…

MANY!

 

 

“Hysteria”

Damaged like split ends…

I split ties with evil men…

I never lied…

Even when…

I knew the truth…

About all yours…

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Hear…

Thats all yours………………

Bye…

Bye…

White words…………………

In a dark world…………….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

War Princess

Give…

Let die…

Never what’s over our heads…

A halo weeps…

Down on two…

Sacrafices…

For us to be…

No gutter can hold…

our bloodlines…

When cut open together…

Leaving Dimond plasma…

In a rubix cube circumference…

A human could…

Never…

Understand…

 

 

 

Or…

Underestimate our love…

Ran up the bill on scars…

licked each others wounds…

Like dogs…

Entering your personal…

Enterprise…

Realm…

Raw smooth…

lower rock carpet…

Onyx formed into…

The feathers of a dove…

Will you war for our love?

 

 

 

 

 

Lotus

What do you believe in?

I’m the odd near spirit….

I fallow my call….

I’ve lived here before….

Am I living on?

Am I dead?

Gone?

A thorn…

Planted that never grown….

Marked moments…

That rage infection….

Terror town…

I drawn in those coloring books….

With stashed razor blades….

Inside of them….

Remember…

Blood use to confuse me….

I heard that…

These are the best lessons learned….

Then I must be a prophecy….

Who am I………….