The black southeaster peaks
Mothers rain down on dead kids
Criminality and gangsterism rule
In this crack infested cesspool
Blood moon's rising on the Cape flats
The tide must turn or the place
Will burn

Like an aberration
A colossal of ways  
Is when the moonlight
Meets the sun raise  

                                           Time-lined asphalt
                              Orb shadowing the dawn
                          Avoiding flickering wounds
                                                   By moving on

Like a neighbor
A wall mould to clay
That is the burden
Between night and day

There's one thing I'm scared of. It creeps around in my veins ..at night it crawls into my rib cage and makes a nest, only to colour my cheeks a bright red the next morning. It makes the birds outside my window look like they're winking at me ..and the clouds become more artsy than should be allowed. There are some of you that welcome it...you call it love...I call it my bane....poison. noah_arkenswagg

My mind to frolic, with words of Frost
Slides between and then is lost

Drifting ‘round to fellows long
My thirst is deep; desires strong

Filled with all that Maya says
Flits in and out my meddling head

And ah, when Pablo speaks of love
My heart's aflutter with pure white doves

Around the beat, who else but Poe
A deep dark place I've come to know

I stop to ponder the words worth
As if I've nursed them from their birth

I settle to hear the rambling brook
Where Gwendolyn baits my eager hook

Then ‘long comes Oscar, running wild
I listen like an eager child

When Langston paints his colored hues
His canvas fills my point of view

Not just the finest spinning me
To this state of flux and reverie

For verses drift from near and far
Forever reaching for the stars

Feeding on the gentle night
I languish in the word's delight

Finding rhyme from ‘neath the skin
The place where passion's settled in

To fill my cup, appease my soul
Till hunger's sated, fat and whole

The empty space behind my eyes
Is filled with life's sweet lullabies

And when at last, I lay to rest
I'm filled with cadence of the best

Excuse me.
Can you spare some change?
I swear to you I'm not deranged
I just bear an estranged relationship with a quick thinking chick who painted me insane
Of course I get nothing.
I just need something to eat, get out of the heat, get back on my feet
Then, after that, I will look for jobs
Don't I have rights? Where is Hobbes?
What about the mobs in the street protesting for peace and equality so that necessities aren't commodities.
But they're not gonna bother with me
I'm just an individual who can provide some residual support on a tv report

Oh you still here?
Listen I'm intelligent, I see things clear
I see all the money in the world, there is enough to share
But I get it, its not supposed to be fair
The people who got it, worked hard for it
But did they have a dad that beat em?
A mom that didn't feed em?
A teacher who wouldn't believe in em?
Maybe.
I just want some some dinner

I see that isn't gonna happen
So keep using me in your movies
Keep saying I'm balistic, keep calling me a statistic
Keep saying I'm lazy keep saying I'm crazy
Keep writing me into poems
Keep using me in protests
Please man, I just want change
My archetype gets no rest

Grinning wide by the riverside
two bubbly girls click shots
between them whisper confide
share the secret thoughts!

The giggly cutes they walk like dance
caught in a sunlit pause
not mind the boys stealing glance
seems not worth a cause!

Their cells follow where they go
the lens beamed right on face
one more please and then one more
frames add up happiness!

I was watching the sun go down
pretty much in a fix
light was getting dullish brown
would turn darkish by six!

The urge was great surged the will
it grabbed the whole of mind
to have a photo me standing still
with the river flowing behind!

The butterfly girls in the sun's last kiss
they readily said o yes
each of them took a shot apiece
my joy you can easily guess!