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Drifton A Way Jul 2017
A constipated mind, needs brain fiber to thrive
But an outdated grind, bleeds just to stay alive

Despair, no more, fore at day's end, in his easy chair
His beat up feet, feel better because of the street

I dreadfully miss school, because of the days I played sick
Instead of staring away the day watching the clock tick
The time was finally free, scheduled for no one else but me
Then the universe explained exactly who you're meant to be

Those feelings that pervade overwhelm like a soft parade
Memories are catalogued until your mind's marathon is jogged
You close your eyes to recreate, the music sounds, it's not to late
No time to waste,  remember the smells and that sumptuous taste

The memories are always so vivid and sweet,
Yet the feelings are forever frozen and complete

You can chase a ghost all the way to the grave
Dying is for everyone, but living's for the brave
I know
Drifton A Way Jun 2017
Mind's running all the time, finally got in shape
Must Find the perfect rhyme,must shed the cape
Marathon approaching as you push to the max
Dreaming of the finish line, just to finally relax

The beating heart,open road, beckons to my soul
Ignited from the start, hunting the red eyed bull
As he chases his tail, spinning out of all control
Giving in to the universe and gravitational pull

My mind begins to jog, as I ponder my direction
Then, in rolls the fog, like a scandalous infection
There's a fork up ahead,and just as I start to veer
I make out the sign,it read..all roads lead to here
Wherever you are? Well there you are.....

I've been looking all over for you **** it!
Drifton A Way May 2017
Let me be your medicine
A drug to numb the pain
Before, befell many men
Like droplets of hard rain

The storm starts to brew
As I glance into your palm
Everything is brand new
Please try and remain calm

Downpour starts to rumble and come
As Pellets beat the ground like a drum
Lighting strikes as the thunder clatters
Chaos leads us to ponder what matters

Staring into the eye, we must question why?
How can't life be a lie, if so many good die?
Random particles floating about in the dark
He has answers but who will question Mark?
It must get boring to know everything, have a little humility.... I know, you knew I was going to say that... you told me so.
Drifton A Way May 2017
To any beings listening in our collective universe
I want to send a signal before things are any worse

If this message finds you, well, please consider my humble plea
I know you're quite advanced and probably extremely busy
But remember, that we too, navigate the great cosmic sea
And that we are all family, eternal relatives, theoretically

Now a little about us, so you can determine our worth
We are called humans, from a little place called earth
Now, I know you googled us, and what you're probably thinking
Laughing at us on our knees in a church, as our ship is sinking
As we drive in our hum v's, and watch NASCAR without blinking
Breeding like mad bunnies as our resources continue shrinking

You must wonder, why even bother, with a species so perverse and cursed?

Would the juice be worth the squeeze, with human's unquenchable thirst?

And I must reply, that I know for a fact if the situation happen to be reversed.....

Out of the ever expanding universe, Humans would absolutely volunteer first

It could be worse, but it could also be better
Magic violent burst, brought us all together
War, famine, death, no sympathy for us devils
Our final breath,exhaled with empathetic levels

I don't know what your planet is like over there
Or if you call yourselves "people" or even care
But we are inherently good, and ignorantly rare
Social altruistic beings, who really love to share

Our minds are built to question and ponder
And our feet are driven to lustfully wander
Our hearts grow heavy, as our emotions Fill
Tears fall like a broken levee,last test and will

We lie then cry as we conform to various roles
We try and try to chase down impossible goals
We fear once you arrive,there will only be coals
We pray to your planet,please S.ave O.ur S.ouls
G
Drifton A Way Feb 2017
We all have a choice to free Will
He starts off locked in a cage
You might choose to just chill
Or you may embrace your rage

Paralyzed you can remain still
But Remember this is your stage
It's truly only your time to ****
Choose your fate, turn the page

You fell asleep and woke to see
Under the bottom rock lay a key

I wonder, Was it even locked?
Perchance,Is this all a dream?
A blunder, yet they knocked
Romance, A Jehovah scheme

A paradise of the utmost ultimate utopia
A paradox, of thee immaculate dystopia

We chase and climb as we proclaim the divine
As Robert weaves tightropes and walks the line

A friend indeed to help Will Succeed to not
blindly bleed and pay the taxman's greed

It's only your life to lead, or perhaps throw away
Why not nurture the seed, and extend your stay

Please open your eyes and decide your path
Boldface the lies and regret's dreadful wrath

The future is here, prepare for a great surprise
I'm going to end this poem's life, with italicize
Anyone want to talk about Religion maybe? I have a few acres of time.
Drifton A Way Jan 2017
Nobody quite cares how a stranger fairs
Empathy is rare amongst our polluted air
Yet we are all bare without ability to share
Truth or dare, asked through a burka stare

We build a bridge, then burn it down
Time to flee, they ransacked the town
Nonverbally we can all surely agree
Satanic sympathy cannot be heavenly

They say Each and Everyone has a unique story
And I'm blessed with big ole satellite dish ears
Plus Misses Lady Legacy loves her some glory
And the Hour is happy,so let's have some beers
Cheers
Drifton A Way Jan 2017
I'd fly countless miles just to get a single taste
I'd die amidst my trials my time is mine to waste

They could bottle your saliva,so naturally sweet
In your presence, I'm so minor, so very obsolete

I'm nothing but a drone, with a dream to chase
You're so widely known, me, you could replace

Addicted,I am prone to maintain this frantic pace
And I will fly alone, for just one glimpse at your face

She'll bee the queen for years to come
Right until the kingdom comes undone
My wings are worn down and depleted
As my soul is torn down and defeated

I've hatched a plan to infiltrate the hive
As fast as I can I will commence to dive
Kamikaze madness,never felt more alive
Pollinate thy queen, only way to survive

The birds shall sing as the flowers bloom
That day I was king, my bride, her groom
A last fateful sting, as I crawl to my tomb
Thy future will bring,sake of my name soon

And now that it's almost time for bed
I'll let you know what the epitaph read
"Dreams will blind your eyes to see
Here lies my story, now let me bee"
A cautionary tale to all moths  and butterflies alike.. your wings shall succumb to the flames all the same.
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