600th Post 6 Million Faces

Dead Man Walking

The last

will be last

Ask for action

You’ll get my laughs

I’ll get pass

Adjustments

From the past

Judgements

They say

The first shall be last

Or some shit like that

Cutting mirrors in half

With a sharp punch

Field slice or a battle axe

Let the race begin

This time

With me in it

Still sinning

Still equivalent to

A start

That has already finished

I ran in circles around the

So called competition

You can now see my ass

Twice

I’ve had a nice flight

Peace✌

 

 

 

 

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To Worn Out To Dine

Bakery fresh

First sight love

Stuck to me like lacquer

Never lack there of

passion

Crescent roll

I made homemade

Dough

Flat before naked

Relations

Tight like two best friends

Sense 1989

Robbed blind by

Not making sense to why

How high can one taste get

Pollution starting in the sky

By smoke stacks

High enough to

Listen to the dwarf planet

Of Pluto’s accent

Accidental connection

Reflections

Of slow reactions

I Couldn’t act quick enough

To say how I felt

I choked up like

I was being strangled by Orions Belt

You can not move a

Non-rolling Stonehenge

Earth tone spirit

Gimme gimme gimme

I kept my mouth shut

Like

One of my murder investigations

I hated that I was the center of attention

Yet

I had a attentive vision

On what had sparked brain cells

To wear breeches

Waved horse ride

Cold chilling

More ribbons

In the sky

The next bridezilla

Thinking to far

Her eyes were like

Badazzling stars

Smelling like

The look of a rainbow

Gaurding my feelings like Nato

Trying to untangle

The head phones cords

On my tongue

To talk

Tongue tied

Twisted

Then

She said the first word

Shy ass me

I was stone stiffend

80s

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

 

When I was younger. I sold my soul for a can of beans. I was given something different.

Edible…

Yet, filling…

Is winning equal to a good feelings… I’m still healing… The shark tank cracked open… Exposing my true fealings…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

Brain scrambled… In this everyday battle… I want what you got… I must be patient to have it… Lost marbles! Camouflaged in smiles!

Then pow!

Right in the kisser!

 

“First and foremost…”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

I’ve created my own lane… Burning hands on hot stoves… Lit cigarettes put out on my legs… When a ten year old…

Me…

Getting older…

Loading Ivory in to weak soldiers… I let them all have it… I’m still dead from… Thee somethings so tragic…

Poof…

No prof…

I learned magic… Banned from heaven… Kain in leather…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

Six in the morning… Your oil refinery is mine indeed… If you want it back… Go get some heat… Then take it back from me… Flames scorching those rats…

Pack sun screen…

If you send someone back…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

Far from a saint… Far from patriotism… Blood is my brother… Don’t fuck with my sistas… You would rather catch syphilis… Then to pull up on this death penalty system… Snakes that don’t hiss…

I bite…

I don’t break…

This ain’t my country… This was a bad mistake… Creative speach… Is to listen then speak… Egg shells I will never creep… Shell casing I will leave…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

American secret……….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Jack Capital

It’s not about her loyalty to you…

 

I just gave her love…

Much better than yours…

She didnt leave…

You for me…

She was awakend by a man…

Cared enough…

To satisfied all her needs…

 

 

It’s not about her loyalty to you…

 

It’s more then you…

Or even me…

It’s to far for you to see…

Its not about cheat sheets…

Yes you are sophisticated…

I’m not hating…

You have more money then me…

I ain’t going to take it…

The lent jumps around in my pockets…

Yet…

She plays for my team…

I never hid my love of…

Verbs…

Curves from hers…

I alawys put that work in…

Recipient of her sweet degree…

 

 

It’s not about her loyalty to you…

 

I was born to give…

Not to make excuses…

About work or kids…

I’m all for you when…

Your here…

I never crossed a line with you…

I never wrecked a home…

Or houses…

Your home was…

In the hands of a dictator…

I’m the man who keeps you safe…

Better yet…

Safer…

 

It’s not about her loyalty to you…

 

I’m her shiny jewlry…

I’m a high priced dinner…

She loves to save me…

Then eats up later…

I should thank you…

For sending her to me…

If you wanna fight…

They’ll be reading your eulogy…

Soon…

Over your body…

Proved…

Your Tom foolery…

Silence you…

 

It’s not about her loyalty to you…

 

I sheltered her…

From loneliness of a broken cold…

Fenced her into my gated form…

She didnt have to go out for logs…

To perduce heat…

Smoke standing tall…

I got all the lumber she needs…

And more…

She can’t handle it yet…

Thats just my way of cashing bad checks…

Watching you bounce…

 

This ain’t about her loyalty to you…

She confide in me…

Plus…

She chose a…

uneducated…

Street smart general…

Street respected individual…

Inactive high ranking gang member…

Brawler…

Taller…

Ex thug…

Nobodies father…

Violent…

Quite…

Gentle till I’m fired up…

Never been ligitamet…

Giving money to my siblings…

Loved ones also when needed…

Whenever I’m needed…

I’m there…

If I care then I care…

Prepared for danger…

If my family is Threaten…

Or my lady…

I’ll strangle you…

Im still a blvd pacer…

With no artificial heart…

Like a pacemaker…

 

It’s not about her loyalty to you…

 

So I thanked you…

Although…

We arn’t together no more…

The last time I seen you…

You said…

 

“There has never been anyone…”

“As loving as you where to me…”

 

Even years later…

She told me…

This…

 

“This will always be about your loyalty…”

 

Sorry to the other guy…

When she left you…

It’s wasn’t about her loyalty to you…

I just gave her more space to breath…

When she came to me…

You were through…

 

It was never about loyalty…

It was about her choosing me…

Over you…

 

 

 

 

Terrorist

Once again

 

 

 

6am

Teeth clenched

Her pillow

Hand soft

Willow

I’m the hard

Principle

Inserted

Tensed

Relaxes musculs

Tough root

I’m not pulling out

 

 

 

 

6 am

Squirms

Short screams

Even squeaks

My name

In initials

Natures promise

Wet search warrant

I’m comming

In There

Regardless

 

 

 

 

 

6 am

From the bed

To the head

Spin cycle

Spits

Sounds like

Something

Jumping out

The water

Behind the

Tunnel

I think I’m lost

In

You lost yourself

At 6am

Aginst These Goalies

I’ll be coming round the mountain when they come!

I’ll be coming round the mountain when they come!

I’m going to let these bitches no were I’m from!

 

Stories of the low and dangerous….

As I fight to taste pain in a lonly unjust…

Will you or will you not understand I’m not…

I only live for clouds…

Putting on day of the dead sounds…

Fucked over for showing love!

Fucked over for going places and being judged!

I don’t want or need no friends…

Just like family…

They can leave your tears in ribbons…

 

Nothing can ever persuade me to care…

Damsels…

There cradled sarcastic shit on the bottom of new boots…

Turned backs on the only men who they choose…

Always choosing me to abuse…

If I abuse you!

I will be a bomb you can’t defuse…

Yet I’ll stick to my moral trues…

You Can’t pick or chose to pick up my shoes to wear…

They really want me to care…

The ones who say I should try it…

Won’t even blink a eyelid If I died to day bitch.

When the ball dropped on new years…

I cryed the first of the years new tears…

I’m rude still…

Exporting to my enemy’s

Importing new fears.

 

I watched someone…

With kids getting put out there apartment today…

Where they live…

I gave them my last so they could stay…

There…

That doesn’t make me good…

Or a pinch of a good holy man….

I pressed up on there landlord…

Threatened him with the most unholy plan.

 

Honestly..

 

I wanted to stab him in the face…

Right then and there…

The old me is gone…

It’s just the look of my facial features…

That I have that still preaches…

Silly me…

I only no how…

To withstand the values of…

Being a sacrifice or kamikaze….

 

Fuck you and ya mommy…

If I’m down…

Don’t perform the himlick…

I’ll tell you what you can kiss…

I just rather break your wrist…

The only time I really get attention is…

When I’m walking through stores in the mall…

 

“Excuse me sir but how long are you going to be brousing here”

 

 

Till you get the fuck out my face and stop following me!

I’ll stay the wrongly accused till I D.I.E.

There is no right…

Once people see me…

Well…

Haha…

You won’t fight or beat me…

Call the police like Y’all always do!

Like that will defeat me…

 

I’ll slap shit out of them to…

Real NIGGA wit a attitude…

That Day

Boom

Boom

Boom

 

Fi

Fi

Fi

 

Truck crashed

It wasn’t no drive by

No hide by

Walk downs including

Outer space

Blown out of the space

The thoughts were in

Trials and tribulations

Force hands to bury

A non matching gang sign

Imagine

If it never happend

The shooters

Small family would have

Died

Mercedes Benz property

Raw sex with fate unpredictable

Call your local psychic

She wouldn’t have never

Well

Nevertheless

Chest pieces went missing

Off the board

Simon says

Whoever pulled that trigger

Is alive till this day

Fate

Over

Everything

 

 

Calenders

The agitated poet…

Non educated…

Non poet…

Raw introverted…

Dont talk to me…

A kid kidnapped…

Ransomed….

No one paid for me…

The mark of the beast…

Marking these corners…

The streets…

All over in repeat…

Same fractured faces…

Occasional buck fiftys…

My little scared angels…

Strung out on sex addiction…

Reminiscing the day…

That she was innocent…

Till one night…

Truamatic experience…

The loss of better words…

To say like…

Hi or hey…

Transitions in to…

I hope you choke…

Then die today…

All I hear are…

 

“I have facts!”

Or…

“These are the facts!”

 

When facts do not mean shit…

If you have not experienced it…

 

 

Big deal…

I do not trust them…

They try to….

Water down what…

We are accustomed…

No miss conceptions…

Breast fed black kids…

The outside the house lessons…

 

 

“1# Never look a cop in the eyes…”

“He or she will automatically think your up to something…”

This is one of the top 10…

Growing up commandments…

Damn shame…

 

 

For money…

We will do enything…

When your have less…

You will do enything…

Living life on heavens escalator stairs…

Planning death…

To escape what’s left…

Apon breath or breathing…

 

 

 

 

 

Two Eyes To Win The Prize

Eclipse us…

Eucalyptus…

Pinch us…

 

A marathon to your body…

In the distance…

A vision so vicious…

 

 

 

Cheeks delicate like carrot cake…

Squeezing…

I can’t believe it’s not butter cake…

Stationary…

I will burry my taste in them…

The harder I try…

I cant slow the momentum…

Turning your atmosphere into a villa…

 

 

Geyser…

Factually…

When attach to you…

I brush aginst attachments…

I don’t practice…

Like the flute…

To the cobras dance…

Serene lullaby…

In a surreal stance…

To kiss the head…

I play thee serpent…

Suns melting ice cream. On the dash boards interior design of. A goddess of a goddess so divine…

You could never define thee. Definition of rough attention Ill give to thee. Charmer. When she asked for it…

My love can leave brain cells crippled. Off of feet. Shaking like a hole in your muffler…

Rendezvous rendered……

 

 

 

Thee Imperial Sequel

 

Till I die…

I am going to cross t’s…

Dot I’s with red beams…

 

Native style…

Sitting style…

On red brick…

Pow wowed…

 

for every step in my life…

Foot prints got far…

Then subtraction set the start…

I was faint from losing blood…

 

They say we some thugs…

They ain’t lieing…

To get the things we need…

Some times you got to risk dieing for it…

 

I Never Borrowed continents…

Became a squatter of someone elses nation…

Claiming it was mine…

I can be a savage sometime…

I was not ever a fan of genocide…

 

 

My Queen…

Don’t cry…

In time…

I’ll be on my way…

 

Skin dark like 11 o’clock pm…

I can teach the soul how I like to be truthfully…

Strange love…

No one can stop me…

Except you…

 

Cherokee walking through cherry blossoms…

My arms around the camp fire…

Smokeless fire…

Using a token to play my desires…

 

Off the record pink stretches…

Diligent…

Pure in long lessons…

 

I want life to be precious….