for all the world
he was a battleship
a tanker
all before him
pushed aside
lost in his wake
the wash felt
by many lives

inside he was a coracle
a dingy
rowing for dear life
hoping no one would notice
just how insignificant
he felt

The mind - it is nothing.
Only just a coded gram.
Dots and lines and circles.
See you use it.
See THE CIRCLES AND LINES.
See the web laid out on the web of no web.
Head aches.
Back aches.
Belly aches.

We were never here.
No one will ever know.
Who will ever see?
None will never hear. Why?
Why should I keep doing and caring.
like matter is a thing for real?
This ... It's over.
It is the remaking of the world.
We are all amazed. Who wants to see
this drama unfold?
Who thought of a juicy story?
I am the story.
I live the dream.
If it is real it will endure.

i am trying to take care of my body
nurture it as if it were a newborn
cherish its hills and valleys, winding channels and perpetual rainfall
trying to help it move and sit and walk
and perhaps someday it will dance again

i am trying to take care of my mind
gather it up into my arms, tenderly
push away the clouds that gather and threaten to obscure the sun
throw open the curtains, unleash the riotous day
flood its rooms with light and the inevitability
of unwavering hope

i am trying to take care of my soul
nurse it carefully, puckered lips towards the sky
awake in anticipation for all the things that are yet to happen
the may-nots, the mays, the possibilities, the junes
and all of the beautiful days
that are sure to follow

as i push away the fury in my heart.

Now It's Clear That Some Heads...  
Need To See That I GET IT... !!!  

That...
ARROGANCE And EGO...  
..... Can DISCREDIT.....  
  
Your Claims To Be IMPRESSIVE...  
In Art That You're... Representing...  
  
Now It Could Just Be...  
JEALOUSY Or ENVY... ?!?  
  
of The... Level of BELIEF... !!!  
That Might APPEAR To EXCEED...  
..... HUMILITY In Me.....  
  
But It’s Simply THAT...  
And That’s... A FACT... !!!  
  
Or Maybe It’s THIS...  
The Current SOFTENING...  
of How People Live...  
Well In FACT EXIST... !!!  
  
Due To VIRUSES...  
And... Contrivances...  
  
That Have Now...  
QUELLED REBELS...  
On... Various Levels... !!!  
  
People Are DISHEVELLED...  
And Just Like Killah Priest...  
Have HEAVY MENTALS... !!!  
  
But NOT LIKE Him...  
Or Guys Like... ME... !!!  
  
Who Is An... ARTIST...  
Who Has MORE Lyrics...  
Than MOST Lyricists...  
Who Are In The Business...  
of Making... HITS... !!!  
  
So TRUST When I Say...  
That... I DO GET IT... !!!  
  
BUT My Wordplays’ NOT GENERIC...  
Or Written For... COMPETITIONS... !!!  
  
What I Write Is SERIOUS STUFF... !!!  
I Know That Some Are Just Poking FUN... !!!  
  
But Some Clearly BELIEVE...  
That BIG VIRGE Doesn’t See...  
That He Needs HUMILITY... ?!?  
  
And Yes I’m Now Talking...  
In The... THIRD PERSON...  
Because... BIG VIRGE...  
Is Just Another Version... !!!  
  
of Who The Man VIRGIL...  
REALLY Is... TRULY... !!!  
  
A Man Who Deals...  
In... DEEP ARTISTRY... !!!  
  
So My... EXPRESSION  ...  
Is Just What STRENGTHENS...  
  
INSECURITIES...  
That Sometimes Reach...  
BIG PARTS of... My Psyche... !!!  
  
But As A Good Buddy...  
Said To Me... Recently...  
  
“Don’t listen to the haters Virge,  
because your use of verse,  
when it’s well observed,  
does show superiority,  
that’s above the artistry,  
that nowadays comes cheap,  
with egos that exceed,  
the place where they should be !”  
  
So You See...  
It’s A DIFFICULT Thing... !!!  
To BALANCE EGOS That Live...  
Inside... SERIOUS Artists... !!!  
  
So BEFORE You Think It’s COOL... !!!  
To Start Making CLAIMS...  
And To Hurl Abusive Views...  
  
About An EGO...  
That You ASSUME...  
Is A... MASSIVE Part...  
of The Big Virge DUDE... !!!  
  
DON’T Get It CONFUSED... !?!  
  
I’ve Said It BEFORE...  
And I’ll... Say It AGAIN... !!!  
  
My Style Is RAW...  
And DOESN’T Play...  
  
… I STAND ALONE... !!!  
  
And DON’T Write For The Folks...  
Who Take Life For A JOKE... !!!  
  
I’m A SERIOUS Bloke... !!!  
Whose Poetic Quotes...  
Are Those That Go...  
With The Type of Egos...  
  
Whose Art Is DOPE... !!!  
  
And This Has Been Expressed...  
By A NUMBER of Heads...  
On The WORLD WIDE WEB... !!!  
  
From DIFFERENT Continents... !!!  
  
And From Those Who Were There...  
And Were In MY PRESENCE...  
When I’ve Performed Poems...  
LIVE And... DIRECT... !!!  
  
So That’s Right I’ll DERIDE...  
Artistry That I Find...  
DOESN’T Exercise...  
My Body Or Mind... !!!  
In Ways That ELEVATE... !!!  
Or Make My Hips GYRATE... !!!  
  
And BELIEVE Me When I Say...  
That I KNOW My Art Holds WEIGHT... !!!  
  
And Is Just NOT Seen As... GREAT...  
Because My Ego DOESN'T DEFLATE... !!!  
  
Around Those Who BELIEVE...  
In The HYPE That They Receive...  
From The Media And TV... !!!  
  
And Because...
UNLIKE These Heads Who EXUDE...  
… The Type of EGOS...
That Could COVER Up THE MOON...  
  
I DO TRY To Keep Mine COOLED...  
  
But To Write In The Way...  
That... I NOW DO... !!!  
  
“ Of Course I’ve Got One Too ! “

There's a day that I saw you right in front of me,
Smile, laughing and crying.
However, it is just only a glimpse of my memories with you during our times together.

There's the day that I had heard your voice echoes in the house, car and the place we used to hang out together.
However, it is just only my feeling that still missing you.

There were times, I wonder how are you doing ?
Are you happy ?
Do you live well?
Do you still remember me? Missed me ?