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My mouth is a sawed-off shotgun;
A cannon,
it speaks,in shells;
It lights cigarettes.
It attacks
and reacts
with flawless accuracy
and technique.
My mouth is a pin-pulled grenade;
A landmine and
there's no
way to know
when it
will blow.
So count each breath
as a blessing
now,
and decide
how you are going
to let go.
Watch your step, kid.
one look
in the
mirror
and you
find
all the reasons
why god
and everybody
else hates
you
·
one look
at me ·
· prostrate
· at your feet
· on my bare
knees ·
you would
see that
we didn’t
need any
of them
·
you were
my religion
and i built
you altars
on the peaks
of the everest
· the himalayas ·
under the pacific ·
the atlantic,
and in
the corrupted
chambers
i held secret
within
·
but you never saw
me
·                                              
and you kept looking
elsewhere · going
everywhere · to prove
mirrors can lie and i
never moved and called
this : devotion ·  keeping
the faith · waiting ·
hoping your eyes
would be so kind but to
no avail
·
everything was
a conspiracy
to lead you further
where you can’t hear
my prayers · much less
answer them
·
and you lived your life
thinking you were
just a man
·
but in my book
· you were the holiest
of holies
TO JACOB IYINOLU OYEDIRAN
Father to all, disciplinarian
Humble and down to earth
Loving and caring
Full of ideas and surprises
Hardworking and creative
True example of a role model
Didn’t realize his role model nature
Till the moment I started behaving like him
Believes solely in truth
In which he induce on all his children
Unfathomable religious nature
Which has always been his strength and refuge
He is indeed a role model
Conclusively I am OYEDIRAN
Yours sincerely jide
99 cent wars, rooftops, Gibraltar Screaming "god bless the fabulous" Christs;

In the eyes of years
Man is king only over that which breathes,
So let's throw hugs in the air,
sit on flowers and vanish to Cook stones on the hips of Cleopatra
with all of December's left footed children

For through the cried ***** tears of furry German banana caskets,
Eternity awaits
In the failures of our greatest triumphs,

So let's dance

After all, Psychological Wednesday societies
Are only good for curing Xbox manifestos and Tuesday sanities

And if we died one day,
it sure won't be yesterday.
The sweetest sadness

In her eyes;

They were looking

Back at me

In the mirror,

Almost appealing,

A linger that

Lusted for

Happiness
Her
moon light shined off the irisis of her eyes,
creating the tides,
she brung in the waves
that once use to wash up upon your heart;
soaking up the sea foam
from within your veins,
the esquisite lining
around every tear drop
that had fallen into the ocean,
reached your soul;
they cried out, the pain,
the heart ache, the sorrow,
you felt it, you felt it all;
you then knew,
she was apart of you, again
Words can do so many things that we'll never understand
A heartbeat won't make you come alive the way one word can
The pictures that they paint can take your breath away
Goodbyes that they whisper will make you want to stay
When they are laced in hatred and fight to make you cry
You find that rhyme within you and realize it was lies
That words would never hurt you, only sticks and stones
Well now you're a few years older and left with broken bones.
When sweet words are spoken from someone that you love
You feel cupid catch you and carry you above
When words are hard to come by because your tongue is tied
It always seems as though your missing an important part of life
When words are placed in music, your soul is pierced within
Whether it be happy, sad or tragic, your heart is singing till the end.
Words can do so many things, and I've only said a few
But put thought before your speech because the power starts with you.
Since when are you easy because you don't play hard to get
Is it wrong to want something and to get upset
When the one thing you trusted in consistently let
Your heart break
And since the day I saw you
You blew
And *******
And I knew
But there was nothing I could ever do
But sit back and watch you make a fool
of the person you thought you were.
The whole thing happened so quick
And too fast you became my walking stick
You were there for support when I needed kick
But never when I just wanted a friend.
They say people in glass houses should't throw stones
But the people on the outside will always be prone
To the curiosity of the unknown
And what's hidden beyond your crystal home
And I'm no exception.
I will always be leading that pack
until my blood runs cold and my heart turns black
I'm waiting for the day when the world will finally attack
And all I want is to see you fight back
Cause you've got me addicted to that smack
That runs through your veins.
And it's 11:11 somewhere and all I'm thinking about
Are all the times you were blazed out
Burnt out
And knocked out
Waiting for me to carry you out
Of the hole you made yourself out of pity and self doubt
Hoping that from my actions might sprout
some real human emotion.
I'm picking at scabs you left on my body and on my soul
Because all you did was laugh and roll
And I'm the one that has to pay the toll
Because somehow that means you accomplished your goal
Because for some reason that was my heart, which you stole
Along with other material things.
And now you have to rot and pay the price
Of a life gone wrong and a bad role of the dice
You and I represent lives that were sliced
And childhoods taken that would have been nice
And the next time you see me I hope you think twice
Because we are skating on such thin ice
But I don't seem to mind because I'm with you.
And now that I'm done ******* I guess its time to forgive and let go
Of all the the lonely nights that moved too slow
And the days of putting on the same show
And the love that just wouldn't grow
From a heart that just could't let emotion flow
Even though your broken heart would fit perfectly with mine.
Life's like a cigarette.
You can hit it and make the best of it,
or let it burn down and waste away.
Either way,
You'll never get it back.
It's gone.
Forever.
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