To Sock a Cucumbers


Life is a scrimmage
Getting ready to pull
Out….

pop! pop! pop!
Tendencies!

Non stop!

How to shoot
Then lay low from!

Your brutality!

Like hiding a stain
On gradma couch…

You cant!

You know
She going to
Find it!

As you do!

The word already
Got out!

For the law to
Come get you!

You better hope
They find you…

Before the streets
Do!

Your shoes
In the dumpster…

What did your
feet do!

Your crew is
a qazine
Best served
With
Info…

Ya…

Your real
thorough…

So you stand on
Your ten
toes comfortable!

Remember
You will always
Reap!

The sewing
Machines of
Other Dumbfounders
Like you!

Found when!

Family can’t
Guide you
Or hide you!

You’ve
Broken the very
Definition of…

what
It means to
be a real gangster…

For one…

Family always
Comes first!

You run to help
Your community
To breath!

Those in need!

Don’t take from
Someone doing
Just as bad as
you!

If you going
To do it…

Steal from
The system’s
Branch corporate
theives!

Ain’t no honors
Amongst black
theives!

Any theives!

Come together like
Gum under your
shoes…

You broken the
Rules…

Roc a bye baby…

There was no soon
For you…

Birddy Canary

I feel like

Silence is

The answer

To a mathematical

Problem

The equation

Space

To make

A novel

Praised

For the

Use to

Silence-err

Couldn’t see

What I mean

With a monical

You couldn’t

Feel my Words

With a key

To catch

Up with

the day

Locked

Out of

Thankfulls

And thank

you’s

Your own

Answer

Or is it

Protection

For what’s

To come

A mediphor

Unpluged

Giving you

The truth

In the

Feeling

Of what

Is why

I go by

And go

Through

As a silencer

No fake

Smiles

To pardon

You

From death

Till only

I am left

You Follow Nothing… You End Up With Nothing…

Running…

Hiding the pain away isn’t going to make it go away. You just need time. Then apply salt to the open scars and open cuts of a love that was killed not in action.

All you do is think of the one that your departure was from. No bridges across those wide lakes visable. You walked, swam with your heart under your arm like a life reserve.

Telling your negitivity that this someone wasn’t for you. Hey! I know it hurts. Trust me! I’ve been through worst. You have to let those sprinting tears jog down your face. There’s water on your face still present from the lakes saved drowning. 

Just make it blend in with your saddest days. Always keep your crown high to heavens skies. What was ment for you always remember it wasn’t intended for you to be with that girl or guy, women or man, Husband or wife. that what is ment for you. Will soon arive…

Yep!

You will know immediately who she or he is. Throwing off the timed promises. Revealing from your third eye site soul feeling flight. Watching the truest truth for you arise before you..

It’s a feeling!