Please Don’t Patronize Me

The battlefield…

Lives that faded…

Frustration…

Lack of patients…

Pants pockets in and out while rough hands go in them…

No planning…

Running up the hill of despair …

Silver dog tags with all my enemy’s names in them…

Brain washing home invasions that put us back on slave ships…

Mayflower…

Why bother…

Smother me with your Rico act…

Somebody knocked on the door and grandma let the shot gun go like a child being left behind…

The youth are the truth…

The elders are a lie…

Target the rich for better kicks…

Imprisonment sank the battleship…

Bullets in your chest sprayed with insect repellent…

Settling for less is not an option…

Outcomes the ski masks And glocksmen…

In January it’s hot man…

All I see is good man…

Boots that left there tread on weak doors left hinges falling like Christmas snow…

While George Bush’s nostrals inhale his Christmas blow…

Fuck it!

Fuck communism!

Fuck poor and richer!

Fuck the justice system!

Fuck social security!

Fuck welfare and poverty!

Fuck the judge that sentence me!

Fuck the bullets that burned through my flesh!

Fuck Frank and Fuck the Dias brothers!

Fuck the bitch ass men that leave there ladys a single parent!

Fuck the women who have a good man but belittles him to a turnip!

Fuck it all… The battlefield…

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