John Yuri Yasmirakov

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

My back is broke from a hand grenade
Shrapnel hit me left me laid
Arthritis in my knees from the fights i had to keep
**** ole kids run around rapping and cursing
in this town
But they leave me alone cause understand
I'm know as the bad *** mean old man

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

Parable

45 by my bed bottle whiskey Marlboro reds
Born a ******* finger twitch
bound to die a *******

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

Man of stories

An old man sat his hand in his hat talking to a boy.
And said you know i must of fought 3 different wars.
From WWII to Korea and even Vietnam.
I remember when old sky man dropped that ****** ole bomb.
But everyone said stay away from him he is telling you all lies.
But he would sit and tell us how he seen his good friends die.
Then one day he passed away and we boys missed him so.
We went to see him at his grave and wouldn't you all know.
On his stone it was wrote here lies a man.
Who fought for his country decorated 3 star general 3 wars for uncle Sam.

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

Ballad

I'm a singer of lost songs so far and cast away.
I was born in the sky in the heavens i fly In stars by night and day.
My father was older than the sun upon my very birth.
He said go on and sing your song to God and mother earth.
And so i did i went and sang but nobody would lend an ear.
And Jupiter Mars Venus and stars cried for you to hear.
Mars grew tired war aspired Jupiter lost her eyes.
Venus said come here my child and take me as your wife.
Aries grew angry i battled him for 60.000 years.
And through that battle he surrendered and declared me God of him.
I went to Zeus i challenged him to a battle to the death.
And here i sit upon his throne as he takes his last breath.
I see it all and poetry is just a trick of mine.
Show me respect or find your death before my very eyes.

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

You are slaves

In your phone in your minds you hide so far away.
speaking drinking talking and thinking you not what ahead lays.
Herded like sheep taught to speak about what you know.
you do not listen or pay attention so soon you all shall know.
The end is nigh we all will die the world is coming slow.
For its all the same and all a game you will never truly show.
Your true emotion thought or devotion it all will end the same.
You all are slaves to what you crave and that will be your grave.

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

The heart of a dragonfly

Courage he said to his own men as they stood on the break of destruction
But no one spoke for death was close and many knew he wasn't
They joked and said we will all be dead with a captain such as he
But he was a man with sword in hand and a Heart of a dragon fly

The ship wind blew and many men fell unto the deep dark ocean
but the captain stood as tough as wood with courage strength and devotion
They heard a scream it sounded mean it came from the west the captain stood and in hand laid the enemy's head

For 30 days and 30 nights he fought no sleep or food
he rung sword his pistol twords a thousand maybe 2
His men retreated and he was not defeated he kept on and on
Raviour in hand pistol in other he fought until the sun

6000 men lay dead at his feet the battle finally in flight
and just to think it was only one man with the heart of a dragon fly

John Yuri Yasmirakov Oct 2017

Im in love with you

I sit here writing whiskey on my breath.
And you sit here reading loving me best.
It's not about *** lust or hate it's the fact we both try to relate.
You write to me i write to you till later dear reader.
I'm in love with you