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Aaron LaLux Aug 2016
(written backstage after Beyoncé final Formation Tour EU Show)

Gold Bottles

Flew into Barcelona,
en route to Portugal,
after two weeks in Budapest,
and one week in Milan,

Milan was for a lover,
Budapest was to relax,
Portugal is business,
and Barcelona was for fate,

had no idea Beyonce was performing,
her last show of the Formation tour,
so I went to her show after the Picasso museum,
walked right in no need for a pass,

went on stage,
watched the show,
got off the stage,
and said hi to Jay,

Jay Z was popping’ gold bottles,
yeah you know Ace of Spades,
and yeah I know,
that might sound a little cliche,

but hey,

it is what it is,
and I am what I am,
Jay had his classic Yankee Blue colors on,
I was wearing my tattoos,

the music had been so loud,
everything seemed so loud,
inside    and    out,
please pass me the champagne,

grasp,
the glass,
and,
sip…

Life’s such a trip,
I’m not even sure it’s real,
it’s like I went to sleep when I was a teenager,
and I woke up in my dreams,

I swear,
I could wake up tomorrow,
this could all be gone,
and I wouldn’t even be surprised,

in fact,
one day I will wake up tomorrow,
and this will all be gone,
and I will not at be at all surprised,

for now though,
I’m wide awake in this American dream,
and I can feel everything except for myself,
I eat but I’m not hungry I drink but I’m not thirsty,

sure I’ll drink that champagne,
Ace of Spades what a name,
maybe then I’ll be able to feel something,
maybe then I’ll be able to feel like this is real,

right,
now,
I,
slip…

Away from myself,
away from Jay Z,
away from all the eyes and attention,
away    from    this….

This silence,
seems so loud,
it screams so loud,
I’m tearing at the seams I bow,

trying to bow out gracefully,
exit stage left exit stage left,
where is my family where are my friends,
why is this silence all I have left,

left,
on a flight,
from Budapest,
to Barcelona,

Budapest was thermal paths,
and Eastern European women,

Barcelona was Beyonce,
Jay Z and gold bottles,
I’ve gotta to get to sleep soon,
got a flight to Portugal tomorrow,

got,
to,
get,
some sleep,

some time,
I don’t know who I am,
I just know I am not mine,

will touch down in Lisbon,
and be picked up right there,
taken on another tour,
no one said life was quite fair,

no fairy tale endings in the dragon’s lair,

where,
were we,
it seems we’ve gotten off track,
where,
was I,
somewhere with full bags and no place to unpack,

where do you go,
when you’ve gone everywhere else,
where do you find your silence,
how do you fill that void inside yourself,

somebody help,

I’m on a constant worldwide tour,
and everyone thinks it’s great,
people want to take my time and my attention,
but I don’t have the patience and I really hate to wait,

so before I’m even really here,
I’m already gone again,
and all that’s left are these words,
in the form of poems that I send,

like a message in a bottle,
I send from this island across the seas to you,
platinum plaques and gold bottles,
First Class seat I don’t deserve this it’s unbelievable,

flew into Barcelona,
en route to Portugal,
after two weeks in Budapest,
and one week in Milan,

Milan was for a lover,
Budapest was to relax,
Portugal is business,
and Barcelona was for fate…

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆
The Poetry Trilogy

author of The Poetry Trilogy
author of The Hollywood Trilogy
author of The Holy Trilogy



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Hi ladies and gentlemen
Let me public backbite this one.
Yes, yes this one, this one!
Do you know him!
My God, one day I video called him!
Yes, two second his phone was off!
Yes, they said he fell and his phone was off!
I asked them why?
They said "he saw your wife and think is Beyonce"
Ladies and gentlemen do not think this one is Jayz.
(Yes, Yes, yes is Jayz woooh Jayz!)
No guys let me tell you guys!
Me, you see me!
I do not know how to backbite!
Yes, I do not know how to backbite!
You see, I am forced to tell you the truth!
My God, My God this people!
My God, My God your people!
The guy, the guy who fell is is ....
No, I say, ya I say the guy who fell
Is m-y my, no the greed guy.
Living next to me, my neighbour!
Yes, he used to stay somewhere somewhere at Magic City...
And cheated with my girlfriend.
And this day he was shocked he is my neighbour.
Let me warn all the people of magi city.
Me, you see me, I am a native doctor!
I say, I say I am a classic doctor!
Him, he is a western doctor!
And, and that guy who witch us
He is a traditional and outdated doctor!
So, this guy he once worked as a western doctor!
Where, at the capital city;
And later he resigned, why because of his calling!
You know where, I am going!
This guy, he was once a prophet!
What happened, he failed to be patient!
You know what he did!
He started killing people, why?
He wanted to be rich; and me yes, I!
I started calling him an outdated doctor!
And her colleagues decided to call him a traditional doctor!
You know where I am going!
I do not know to back bite!
Some people have shrines, from where, from the devil!
Are they real shrines, no!
But what?
just coven's!
Are they called covens, no!
But what?
Churches and so forth!
Lord forgive me, for my sins
Thank you Lord!

Written By: The Senior
Date: Undefined
-The Fallacy
Contradiction
Let me start this crucifixion
****** living backwards
Back masking long lasting
Hidden Agenda
For Propaganda
My visions like the Colors of Panda
Black and white wrong to right
Still battling sable Can't hold the Fight
12 rounds Strong I can't give up
Looking down at the corrupt
Which jayz and ricky tell the truth
But they sticky?
riding with Guns following the Luminous One
Lucifer the bearer of the Light
Caught a ***** of the Spotlight
Foot was In inches In
To fortune and fame but enticed to Sin
How can I win? The game.that's designed
For them to Win to When no Pretend
No surrender I can attest
I'm for World Peace no Ron Artest
I might be arrested for telling the truth
Secretive fiber optics
Phone tapping to give the news Hot Topics
Lock a ***** up Pens making Profits
Politics I drop it knowledge
Hidden on the Plain
I'm tryna tare down the R and R domain
That's Rockefeller and Rothschild
Took many shots but still I smile
Lost in the wild young Ghetto Child
hell on Earth demons catching Mirth
The meek shall inherit
I ain't coming to be a Hero far from.Zero
Violent Hero all you haters can duck sick my Bicho *******
Now ya know I don't play **** the radio airplay
Now Radio stations whatcha got to say
Parlay
In the Streets is where sense my Heartbeat
I feed the Need hungerin for Change
Excursion Money never Splurgin
Game tight like a ******
The Devil is a lie that's why I'm urging
For ya to know the truth
The rap game done took a turn
Hells fire consuming Earth soon to Burn
Left to rubbles uh
Smooth it out, smooth it out
Let me take ya on a deep route,
Universal tour, I deserve an encore,
Keen sight on the lazy,
They tried to play me, got more acts than the Wayans babies,
No if ands or maybe, styles similiar to
Nas Doom and JayZ,
Wait it's too many artist, to name regardless,
Protect my cartilage,
From the clips that discharge, yo I used to wanna live really large,
At the top of the mountain, laying with multiples chicks at the fountain,
Of youth I only focus on truth,
Bumped out fantasy, now I see life
For what it really means,
Just spilling the beans, family of the celestial beings,
Star child, lost in the wild, as reality kicks
Me like Guile,
Flash back of the days of way back, we used to have each other's back,
Now everybody on the verge of a
Sneak attack


Dance to the tunes of j dilla,
Beat goons,
Cycles like a tycoon, and youll be consume by the lyrical monsoon,
Transform like directional windstorms, I come
Calm but bring much harm,
Too those who try to bring harm,
Told y'all once more,
I stick with the *******, watch for the apple bottoms,
It'll leave ya eyes sore, and before ya know you'll in debt from the ceiling,
To the floor either or,
I still love the cuties, doing they duties, but luxurious looks don't move me,
Only chicks with a mind,
Can move me,
Babygirl believe me, like I believe in you, only
The real can relate to the view,
Crazy flow, just let me know, when to go yo,
Im a let this ***** breath,
Braced by the church melodies, as you recieve, got ya relieved,
Once the lyrics greet, inside ya heads, says no need to compete,
Any beat i test, i put it sleep,
Cover the mic like JayZ, when he provided the snipe, get chall hyped,
Dont pipe me down, wipe me down,
The versace sizzlin' like a Habachi,
Jewels sparkin' nicely,
Next to my wifey, yall hoes need to be,
Put back on the streets, yeah,
You made a million dollars,
But ya ***** is beat,
Guess what, you just seen defeat,
Too many spirits aint to neat,
Average women daily winning, put this beat, on replay for the pinning,
Im sending,
All fakers to hell, where all enemies dwell, you can aim at my shell,
But im dead proof,
Just ask Lazarus to reveal,
The true skill, a testament to my will so chill,
Before some blood get spilled,
Huh, the more bodies of my own, seems to build me a throne,
But if i talk about another race, they love to switch up the bait,
Wait i let my thoughts *******,
Moves many styles to create,
A form new birth, chasing new worth, cut off the girth,
Of energies weighing me down, found, myself at the crossroads like Willie Brown,
Just to get a peep, at the soulfull sounds around,
****** is playing jeopardy, aint peepin the monopoly,
Twenty year tragedy, **** the majesty, when you see me,
Know im thinking quietly, but lately, things been bothering me,
So i sip my henny, and get a whiff of the breeze blowin trees,
Relieved, reminding myself to let this ***** breath, breath,
Crazy flow, just let me know, when to go yo,
Im a let this ***** breath,
Braced by the church melodies, as you recieve, got ya relieved,
Once the lyrics greet, inside ya heads, says no need to compete,
Any beat i test, i put it sleep,
Cover the mic like JayZ, when he provided the snipe, get chall hyped,
Dont pipe me down, wipe me down,
The versace sizzlin' like a Habachi,
Jewels sparkin' nicely,
Next to my wifey, yall hoes need to be,
Put back on the streets, yeah,
You made a million dollars,
But ya ***** is beat,
Guess what, you just seen defeat,
Too many spirits aint to neat,
Average women daily winning, put this beat, on replay for the pinning,
Im sending,
All fakers to hell, where all enemies dwell, you can aim at my shell,
But im dead proof,
Just ask Lazarus to reveal,
The true skill, a testament to my will so chill,
Before some blood get spilled,
Huh, the more bodies of my own, seems to build me a throne,
But if i talk about another race, they love to switch up the bait,
Wait i let my thoughts *******,
Moves many styles to create,
A form new birth, chasing new worth, cut off the girth,
Of energies weighing me down, found, myself at the crossroads like Willie Brown,
Just to get a peep, at the soulfull sounds around,
****** is playing jeopardy, aint peepin the monopoly,
Twenty year tragedy, **** the majesty, when you see me,
Know im thinking quietly, but lately, things been bothering me,
So i sip my henny, and get a whiff of the breeze blowin trees,
Relieved, reminding myself to let this ***** breath, breath,

— The End —