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"Hindsight, is 20/20." As the tag-a-longs And dingbats like to recite. Well that's dumb- 20/20 is average!! This is outrageous -even our idioms our idiotic- So I propose a new saying, And yes, who is the 17 year old white boy To say anything about anything. But hear me out, How about instead, we say, "Hindsight, the unluckiest symptom of consciousness, and a hell in its own right" Okay yeah, well, maybe it IS a bit wordy, And yeah, okay, maybe it IS a TAD too cynical. But since when has a teenager been anything BUT A self-proclaimed cynic. With stars too far to telephone, And when telegraphs aren't a thing anymore. We gotta make our own futures, But when we're riding along through our Generation of hate, Or lovely liberalism. Try not to check the rearview mirror
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Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 4:18 AM UTC
Hindsight, Rarely a Lucky Endeavor.
I’ve been sitting at a local fast-food joint Waiting for my friend, who was outside Having a chat with some girl he loved once; He didn’t anymore and just wanted to set things straight. I ordered myself a medium strawberry shake And just sat there listening to Bill Evans As the most peculiar thing caught my sight: All around me were men in their 30’s and 40's, Drinking draft beer and staring sadly Either at their phones or simply at the table. They all shared a common tired and dumb look; Hell, I thought, how low do you have to be To drink horrible overpriced beer at a fast-food joint Alone, at 7 pm? At the next table, two young girls Were having a dinner; so smily, happy And full of life I sat there overwhelmed. Why not just go there and talk to them? But those sullen faces kept staring, Rigid and unemotional, except for an occasional sigh, Immediately followed by a gulp. I glanced at the same table again — Those girls were gone and another Asian woman was siping her coke… Some hum broke through the Shadow of Your Smile. I looked around: different men, same posture; Same look, same sadness, Same disgusting smell, Same lonely warm beer. I picked up my coat and my hat, Tied my checkered scarf around the neck And went outside, Smiling.
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Jan 5, 2020
Jan 5, 2020 at 1:14 AM UTC
Not a poem
Music is music One can not help their feet as they move accordingly One genre is not meant for a single person alone Music does not judge it encourages many no matter of their race or gender define yourself in those lyrics and don't let pop culture get in the way
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Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 11:25 PM UTC
Tap to the Beat
I'm not trying to be unauthentic, im just trying to stay...cool rhymes with meaning are sweet like cherries, chocolate, whipping, and ******* gurl! I love when I make u smile, the wordless cool goes with the flow good vibrations and time is patient, it's cool so just go with the flow I'm loving mother nature, and i just sipped fine berry wine don't **** my vibe and let me rhyme, time after time be mystified Let me guide u on this journey, let us not rush Because Because, u and I we're in no hurry and what we got is time, time, time
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 11:04 PM UTC
groovy