The Olive

Whats In that tomb?

I chime in on my own experiences…

Im blessed that…

Well…

I’ve made it this far…

 

 

 

On cruise control…

With my fully automatic…

Behind the wheel…

Steering…

 

 

 

It’s manual to pull triggers…

Magic!

Pop out of the cap trick…

Most of those ways…

I’ve driven…

Leading me to discover how I acted…

 

 

 

Compensating for the backs…

That others had to watch for there wellbeing…

I’m sorry……..

 

 

 

I needed tough love in my life…

Somthing I never gotten…

 

 

 

The children that were my age…

Played with toys and there friends outside…

I was…

I don’t really…

Have to explain…

What, where, why and how I played…

None of my friends…

Were anywhere close to my age…

 

 

 

Never have I been a…

 

“I’m about to do this or that!”

 

 

Type of person…

I thirst for…

Evening out situation…

From inside the Sahara…

 

 

 

Wetting shirts up…

Burning on fire…

Before bed time…

Tired…

 

 

 

With ties to a few neverminds…

Never smilers!

Never kind!

With the!

Rhythm of!

Listening to!

The smooth tunes of!

Pleading sounds from heathens!

Bound, hell hounded and Hiypacrits!

 

 

 

These demonic devils!

Who acted as if!

Now they are saved saints!

 

 

 

Painters…

Of push button murder…

Humming to innocent children…

So they can be killers…

Them selves by grade 8…

This grade A unscrupulous circle of life!

But I…

Live by my words…

Stand on those curbs…

Staying away from false examples of….

Real men…

 

 

Nothing like those people…

I’m never see through…

Helping hands to the youth…

To reroute there selves…

 

 

 

“Put that energy into something…”

“Something that will (BeN e FiT) you…”

“Something that will free you and your family from the struggles…”

 

 

 

Never be a me…

Be better…

 

 

……………………………………………….

 

 

On the!

Other side!

Of the tape!

Turned!

Around!

To!

side B!

 

 

Thee…….

Price tag on a…

Tsunami ripped…

Off…

 

 

 

That itchy shirt called…

Struggle…

She snuggles me…

She loves me…

She puts nothing above…

And I her…

 

 

I need her like…

My intestines…

She infests me…

Effectively…

 

 

 

Making miracles happen….

By making me smile…

 

 

 

“I never do…”

 

 

 

“So that’s new…”

 

 

 

Frontline present…

I stand on my own lectures…

Playing chance…

She’s always there to upgrade me…

Instead of criticism…

Or nit picking…

Till I eventual…

Go insane…

 

 

She never!

Try to scold me like a child!

She understands that…

I’m a man…

Even though I may be…

Fucked!

Sometimes Financially!

Inadequate!

She still boosts me up…

Like I just…

Won a baseball game…

 

 

 

At the table

She’s is willing…

Able to bandage…

My nightmares…

 

 

She is my life support…

 

 

 

Her name is…

 

 

 

“Fuck it…”

 

 

 

If I have…

Ms Fuck It around…

 

 

 

Nothing can bring me down!

 

 

 

Or stop me from…

Holding on to my old crown…

 

 

 

This brotha…

Can never be out…

Downed…

With you around…