I found a buck on the ground!
i cried.
BUT IT GAVE ME A REASON TO LEAVE
just for twenty minutes
trapped in my brain
*send pleasure

F.ormidable
I.ncubator
A.dvancing
T.yranny

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If all it takes
just a kiss of death
to be gone
for good forever.
I wonder how
a life becomes
'so worthy'
to live it
in the first place?

The truth is
all present times
span out to the future
to realise the potential
of a newly born one!

How could dead death
can take it all in one ******?
Or it just dumbs down
on the surface digging
deep into the diverse layers
of the grand design of a life?

Tender, tiny dollar bill-
you give my time such worth.
Give my life to buy a thrill
And a box put under earth.

My gravestone sits over there;
paid a pretty penny.
Manages to look so fair
Surrounded by so many.

The car I drive is so nice
For my ride to the yard
Do not ask of me the price
Lest your dignity be marred.

My golden watch is better;
Reminds of time well spent.
Paid off the hassling debtor.
Lived at work to pay the rent.

I met you across the subway,
we took a walk at the Central Park.
We went to a $1 pizza restaurant on our first date.
And spend the rest of our date at The Met.
We moved in together in an apartment in Tribeca.
And we go to work in Manhattan.

But one day on a sunset,
you took me to The Empire State building
and propose to me.
And we got married at the City Hall.

By Arcassin Burnham


True nature would be equal to a God,
But you rather ignore what you have,
times are too short to be sad,
Sacrificing so much for greed, all that
you had,
Time is ticking and we gotta listen,
Lives are on the line to display the
mission,
While people walking around penny
pinching.

We are so not far from the end,
Evils everywhere , even on the dollar that
you spend,
Nothing is fair,
They told you about the beast,
And how we always feed it,
**** disability checks , go for achievements,
We struggling with our **** demons,
Down for a truth seeking mission,
I aint reachin',
Have enough hard time learning,
I ain't teachin',
People **** each other for the dollar,
Steal from another all for the dollar,
Keep a gun in their pants for the dollar,
Selling their souls all for a dollar.

I only take a swing
At the ball that's worth hitting
I'm not going to go for each one, who am I kidding?
It's like a phychlogical bidding
It may not work out in the end
It may not suffice at all
Hence why I stay reticent and stall
But I push myself a little more now
I get castigated for taking a shot
It gets lonely at the top
So what if I flop
I have a million dollar shine
No more staring at the vines
Just pure courage
It may not happen
But I don't care
I could end up winning for life
By taking that chance
I want my words to make her dance
And to see verification in my stance