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She did not intend to be with to him Though she did care for many of them She's refused many and few But She'd never fall for Don Quinn She'd been to many places and many a ride She'd seen many faces and broke mini man pride She paid no mind to the attention of men She did not desire the hand of Don Quinn They would jump and trot and stride Speak and shout And whisper lies They were merely entertainment for her eyes A trail of dead hearts lay broken that tried Still steady was the stature of this man named Quinn All ready from levies he battled within With family with money and with the closest of friends He weathered and learned and discerned to grin While others were eager to dash in front or behind Don Quinn had a plan he thought worth the time For she never took pleasure in being pushed off her line Don Quinn for the win had a plan more divine While others took leisure and gusto to sway Her focus was steady and kept on her way So Donny took heed while walking this day Still she was not looking she need not be saved He tightened his noggin and sharpened his eye He gathered his dignity and he leveled his guide She continued to dismiss the distractions of guys He paced himself on this path he would try What was his secret or his future demise? Would he falter fluster or fall before her thighs? No. Because his aim was the same as her prize He was becoming by running towards the Skye's So when she got there he found her right by his side She was not looking for Donny or a handout freedom All she needed was a companion with whom to share a sunrise Dr. Quinn practiced medicine while building a horizon he was willing to walk wait and work towards their golden Skye's Mr Quinn out did many a men simply by fixing his vision
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Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 5:01 AM UTC
Don Quinn and His Beautiful Vision
She did not intend to be with to him Though she did care for many of them She's refused many and few But She'd never fall for Don Quinn She'd been to many places and many a ride She'd seen many faces and broke mini man pride She paid no mind to the attention of men She did not desire the hand of Don Quinn They would jump and trot and stride Speak and shout And whisper lies They were merely entertainment for her eyes A trail of dead hearts lay broken that tried Still steady was the stature of this man named Quinn All ready from levies he battled within With family with money and with the closest of friends He weathered and learned and discerned to grin While others were eager to dash in front or behind Don Quinn had a plan he thought worth the time For she never took pleasure in being pushed off her line Don Quinn for the win had a plan more divine While others took leisure and gusto to sway Her focus was steady and kept on her way So Donny took heed while walking this day Still she was not looking she need not be saved He tightened his noggin and sharpened his eye He gathered his dignity and he leveled his guide She continued to dismiss the distractions of guys He paced himself on this path he would try What was his secret or his future demise? Would he falter fluster or fall before her thighs? No. Because his aim was the same as her prize He was becoming by running towards the Skye's So when she got there he found her right by his side She was not looking for Donny or a handout freedom All she needed was a companion with whom to share a sunrise Dr. Quinn practiced medicine while building a horizon he was willing to walk wait and work towards their golden Skye's Mr Quinn out did many a men simply by fixing his vision
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One American right One American wrong One American fight One American song One American white One Ameri Con If one Nation under God Indivisible Y Yahweh or the highway Huhhh If equality won Y E pluribus sub human What's good for the whole What good for the union What's freedom for each one Without justice for Trayvon Words with much thought Wisely wrote but forgot All men could be free together But only together could man be free Earth moon sun are three But only all together do they become Heavenly bodies Sea to shining sea En gulf to frozen mystery What are we if we Castrate parts of our history While we curate the ugly past with watered down memory The spiral mounds of the midWest the man-made lakes And Delta dunes Mud bugs tumbleweeds Allycats street rats Rags and ruins Like white and yellow lines we've all been through em Don't lose your heart we're too close to the start Of something beautiful You see these potholes become waterfalls World wars become Redemption songs and until we Truly see each other keep asking Why can't we all just get along? But let's keep asking it The answer will be echoed The truth will reverberate Soon we will find that love rings louder than hate Soon we'll find mute much better on most channels 1- 8 Any channels profiting to opine you only what denigrates AM rifts while FM skates in 50 of our 55 states We assume two makes 4 but we play with fire And keeping score in a game that's no game Death is the only thing that comes from war What makes you great can make you weak If you can't look back and reckon with what was trampled under feet What makes you great can make you weak When simplicity is chosen over detail reality ( tweek) What makes you great can make you weak When macho men can't be questioned while in seat What makes you think is what should make you retweet Example The statement they tried to make No discrimination everyone has an equal stake But not a single number does this statement equate When 0 out of any American lobby more than a corporate Sample The right to bear with the right to speak But they can no knock and release the heat But not one bank in jail when you have no food to eat No peace and Justice in the street When the leadership can't apologize or reverse the rally speech You want kids to participate but you only talk to them about what you hate No words to which they relate Next thing they know you ban the apps they populate Now who they gonna tolerate? You disenfranchise before you meditate vilify right before their eyes left To roll a rainbow of how both sides are deaf
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Oct 25, 2020
Oct 25, 2020 at 10:11 AM UTC
To America
One American right One American wrong One American fight One American song One American white One Ameri Con If one Nation under God Indivisible Y Yahweh or the highway Huhhh If equality won Y E pluribus sub human What's good for the whole What good for the union What's freedom for each one Without justice for Trayvon Words with much thought Wisely wrote but forgot All men could be free together But only together could man be free Earth moon sun are three But only all together do they become Heavenly bodies Sea to shining sea En gulf to frozen mystery What are we if we Castrate parts of our history While we curate the ugly past with watered down memory The spiral mounds of the midWest the man-made lakes And Delta dunes Mud bugs tumbleweeds Allycats street rats Rags and ruins Like white and yellow lines we've all been through em Don't lose your heart we're too close to the start Of something beautiful You see these potholes become waterfalls World wars become Redemption songs and until we Truly see each other keep asking Why can't we all just get along? But let's keep asking it The answer will be echoed The truth will reverberate Soon we will find that love rings louder than hate Soon we'll find mute much better on most channels 1- 8 Any channels profiting to opine you only what denigrates AM rifts while FM skates in 50 of our 55 states We assume two makes 4 but we play with fire And keeping score in a game that's no game Death is the only thing that comes from war What makes you great can make you weak If you can't look back and reckon with what was trampled under feet What makes you great can make you weak When simplicity is chosen over detail reality ( tweek) What makes you great can make you weak When macho men can't be questioned while in seat What makes you think is what should make you retweet Example The statement they tried to make No discrimination everyone has an equal stake But not a single number does this statement equate When 0 out of any American lobby more than a corporate Sample The right to bear with the right to speak But they can no knock and release the heat But not one bank in jail when you have no food to eat No peace and Justice in the street When the leadership can't apologize or reverse the rally speech You want kids to participate but you only talk to them about what you hate No words to which they relate Next thing they know you ban the apps they populate Now who they gonna tolerate? You disenfranchise before you meditate vilify right before their eyes left To roll a rainbow of how both sides are deaf
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Things Fall Apart As All Things Do This universe holds the thread and we are spinning too Through gravity ,                        magnetism is key           particularly     mandalas      woven   liquid                glass        her        folded      phalanges Amen,   for Food to digest     but still met with ill repute and Infinite Jest 8 is great!             but 9 is lucky and 10’s the best Work with what I have Wait, and watch my will I have tricks in my vest Not to mention a footprint proof chest                 No ego    for eyes times 2 kNOw rest        Elastic limbs twined by my cleaver clasp It will be fine this too shall pass           But Mourning desires birth hungers and how much longer this must last?     Awoken in my web whilst the wind whispers late be it a lost locust or flies in my plate? be it a dream, or not what it seems? should I snooze sleep to continue my dream?...   NO   I cannot delay Hustle and Flow                                  Or destiny may get away Eve in the hungry owl rests none day or night but between sustenance and affirmation has become to Its diet So man waits perched in the thick of it may not thi s tillness be in vain May not my Solitude leave me slain I meditate on the overcoming Victory in-spite of my plight Aim my arrow high ahead though my target out of sight May my idioms take flight May they reach destined site I've laced Arrows of many colors         for Hearts and Minds Blood and Tears Hit or Miss my fingers still tremble under tension and Fears But the only way to fly is to let it go Things Fall Apart but you've got to let it go. Now Let IT Go! My life is justice thread                    posted in a Spider's web                only God knows             Just us         4                              Tray bombs    or    Buzz cuts                I'm just            to bee   or    not too       Be-long                                        wrapped in cocoon          or     a silky pill to feed           A Spider's Will               Indeed On pace we all finish this race      ToGetHer Too                    “buy” into Becoming the blood of a different Race That spins in Its bit’s web                        by a single Thread Holding onto                                        Nothing                                           As All Things Do Like thoughts in my mind...                                     As The Universe Grew
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May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 7:34 AM UTC
ThIngS fALL ApaRT (Let Go/TisAllArt)
Things Fall Apart As All Things Do This universe holds the thread and we are spinning too Through gravity ,                        magnetism is key           particularly     mandalas      woven   liquid                glass        her        folded      phalanges Amen,   for Food to digest     but still met with ill repute and Infinite Jest 8 is great!             but 9 is lucky and 10’s the best Work with what I have Wait, and watch my will I have tricks in my vest Not to mention a footprint proof chest                 No ego    for eyes times 2 kNOw rest        Elastic limbs twined by my cleaver clasp It will be fine this too shall pass           But Mourning desires birth hungers and how much longer this must last?     Awoken in my web whilst the wind whispers late be it a lost locust or flies in my plate? be it a dream, or not what it seems? should I snooze sleep to continue my dream?...   NO   I cannot delay Hustle and Flow                                  Or destiny may get away Eve in the hungry owl rests none day or night but between sustenance and affirmation has become to Its diet So man waits perched in the thick of it may not thi s tillness be in vain May not my Solitude leave me slain I meditate on the overcoming Victory in-spite of my plight Aim my arrow high ahead though my target out of sight May my idioms take flight May they reach destined site I've laced Arrows of many colors         for Hearts and Minds Blood and Tears Hit or Miss my fingers still tremble under tension and Fears But the only way to fly is to let it go Things Fall Apart but you've got to let it go. Now Let IT Go! My life is justice thread                    posted in a Spider's web                only God knows             Just us         4                              Tray bombs    or    Buzz cuts                I'm just            to bee   or    not too       Be-long                                        wrapped in cocoon          or     a silky pill to feed           A Spider's Will               Indeed On pace we all finish this race      ToGetHer Too                    “buy” into Becoming the blood of a different Race That spins in Its bit’s web                        by a single Thread Holding onto                                        Nothing                                           As All Things Do Like thoughts in my mind...                                     As The Universe Grew
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They say time heals all wounds and quite often I agree/ yet some can tanker ous uneven eternity/ The buffer of shock waves they ebb and rise unceasingly/ The sun rays wind rain earthquakes weather is me, uneasily. Yay my legs have sea come custom to storm after storm/ I for one have grown weary of water tho running comes easily/ So I retracted an iron heart East seeking warm understanding. Time is a healer but in a water world all wounds bleed into the ocean/ silence will keep salt off the tongue but will not spare the flesh/ Even with an iron heart held high and to the side we hobble and wobble none the less. What is truly needed is a seamed shore line/ to rest towards the west, digest the sunsetty passing/ to release my cast iron heart into soft earth/ so that I remember from where I came and observe how much we have changed. I have feared the setting sun long enough/I will build a bridge from sea solitude to land understanding. We have come a long way through a space time ether. All things are better together and time is a healer.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
Time is a Healer
Pitter patter patterns ******* water on 2 Window s ills slither slather slip purr wee wind whistles thru two tree pick s ee's nestled tween the teeth grips silhouetted skyline sunlit tea cups how sweet it is 2 whittle time 4 love and space slow settled be twin hill splits and mind sits my flesh is DITHER dimpled by the thrill of it.
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Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 9:21 AM UTC
Dithered by Dimpled Dicotomies
Consider a dandelion Consider a mountain peak Consider the ripples from a single drop or beat Consider a star explosion Consider space and blackhole son Consider even suns and moons are satellites of a greater U vision To father is to reach a view that stretches far beyond What you ever thought you could ever do The highest bell rung To father is to find what's true fill the gap and know what is out of ones control too To father is to make a splash and as you fade to the depths unknown grave the waves you made are all that's left to carry on infinitely To father is to be okay burning up yourself as you light the way holding glass minerals gas and stone without knowing exactly how or where the spinning turned a house to a home Just knowing that when you reach the top or your mass collapse drops it could break the very world you create and devistate the very plans woven to levitate SEW Fathers Mediate the space between The waves and dreams Winds and streams Pulling your seeds apart Stack mass and cash to pay attention to their heART Spinning webs of redemption Stitching wounds building arks So as I grasp the view of the present bestowed and I shiver in the vast unknown but no matter beating rain or interstellar hurricane The futures big enough for my echo to be heard again and again.
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
Gravity of Fatherhood
Where did you come from I'm not ready for devastation You sang a tune new Though I've heard it before You r hearts been Hurt    So I'll just apply pressure to the sore So let Us split ourselves in two pieces As we fall like bombs on our oasis All the masses dialed into the Fist Watch the world smoldering in the Mist Will the moon stay still in shadows Will this heart ache survive the battles Blades ohm b fore heads bow 2 gallows Eyes shut sight white push from the gut hold the altos Creme d la rouge fades to sage sea emotion shallow Severed head from heart remembers the start When love was too vast to paddle
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Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 7:19 AM UTC
Broke Open Wounds
I am black; As privileged claws scratch against this Blackboard
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 4:06 PM UTC
Teaching Majority (10 word)
You missed me As if your words were bullets and your lovely intentions invisible suspension bridges, I'm lit and your words mean **** Like Neo no longer consider myself a hero because I absorb the hit Your actions tha hatchet everything you wanted you came & snatched it Steadily voices echo You know she ratchet But I'm being Supreme Scission from the dream from Your, destruction no physical eruption just disjunction Son of Atom We split I spit on U
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Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
(She Says...) Missed You
Safety becomes the best Policy When fear overrides honest reality
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
The Policy of Truth (ten words)
As Whispered death falls from the tongue Shielding ones eyes from the sun The time wasted reflecting seems so.. a parent To youth born from ground supreme inherent As you feel that warmth turn to friction glow From the gaze of those whom well you know Remember that tis a guide from which to grow And follow the lights from which they show In the passing age of gleeful day The wise of night do often pray So that our future feet form a way brighten tomorrow with the light of yesterday So when looking for yourself alone And you’re not feeling quite so grown If you forgot the melody Like a broken bitter symphony Please look up and remember me Despite this blissful tragedy The sun only sits down to let you see All the other stars watching over thee
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Between the Sun and Eternity (for my daughters... all of them)
Whytealye glowing hisway Me, back strains Pull in spite bluewind towing chains Saw rows woven tongue tied brains, starRed his leisure beet win fab whip pin chains Lies tat lie hoursman hangs high, whytit sheets dragon rawfruit sprawled unwakeing Breath taken widthgall diss clarity lightyears a slave my now disdain artistically forsaken Death shaken While the whytit washed world beams me down complacent.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 3:05 PM UTC
Lightyears a slave
White light blowing away my Black shames Pure in sight through head window panes Sorrows woven foam pie brain she games Share his leisure bee twin fab wick dames Lies that line our veins white sheets draping, Like wind wonder walls breaking Breath taking, width all dis clarity my cries remain Unshaken, Dis dam S Forsaken, While the sight sauced swirled beams me down and      vacant.
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC
My Broken Black Heart (Pure In Sight Leisure Bee)
Why *** lie *** mowing a way Black Reigns, Pull in spite blue wind Blow win Chains Saw row dove in foam pie strains stare his pleasure bee twin faux brick dames Lies tat lie wow stains high streets raking like father calls, waking Sleep shaking width gall dis charity may sky is carry me disdain forsaken Smile the sight sauced swirled dreams key drown complacent
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Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 4:18 PM UTC
Blow Win Chains Bee Twin Dames
Why *** lie bowling A sway Black reigns Pull in spite blue wind bowing chains Saw row dove in from dry stains stare his leisure bee twin faux brick games Lies tat lie wow stains high streets raking like father calls, waking Death shaking width gall diss clarity may skys carry mi disdain forsaken Bile the sight sauced swirled dreams key drown complacent
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Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 4:16 PM UTC
Why *** Lie *** Saw row Games
White light blowing away my black stains Pure in sight through window pains Sorrows woven from my brains share this pleasure between fabric rains Lines that line our manes white sheets draping, like waterfalls, breaking Breath taking  with all this clarity my ties remain unshaken While the white washed world beams me down vacant.
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Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 3:35 PM UTC
White Light Water Falls
I am eventually expected, Cummings I am the transformation of Butterfly I am the germination of Tree I am realizing my Self, eventually Through pathways of Consciousness the atmosphere of all things Running Birds and Bees         Lakes and Trees              Humming eventually everything's Coming
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 7:16 AM UTC
Eventually Everything Cummings
Standing in this sphere I seek communion with the Stars Heat and dust for hidden answers I wonder wonder where they are? Bursting into gates I dawn my robe like a heavyweight Wandering thru the distance I am guided by the Wake skim the outer rim clouds dissolve revolve or scatter but I'm focus on the mission I'm surfing streams of gray matter burn to shine walk the line define gravity : the Force untethered in this universe My vision on the course I fast devoid of sun or moon comet of the galaxy I'm bound to Windu I am Master of the unseen epoch I foreshadow the battle whether it   yet be not true You know like Yoda, I do I'm staring/speaking into the nebular what will birth from this mother nurse? As I transverse like silver surf  Don't act like I can't create Heaven on Earth I'm meditating on the cellular my midichlorian ***** is buzzing like a church! No alms needed I'm lighter when lit unified with this (galactic **** light sight like solo omni verse Re Y Me So far not tea grow VOTE The dark side outta Ben is Bern it's my turn speaking truth into these chicken boot tweens in Twitterverse PLUCK A FEATHER And make an ill quill Letter! A retweet beat writer Faux Father but a real goal setter Hope ya feel better OR A Curse I DON'T NEED A LIGHT BEAM! Less is more like an invisible burst I could cuttlefish but I'd rather soar With everyting I've learned! I am more than hate is worth No matter measure of endeavor light speed hyper space ever nearer to the source I Inhale Trees Exhale breeze Interstellar Squeezed Me out A Feat at first Then knees bows spout nose and cranium If i didnt know better id say my bones marrow vibranium One bout won! The night win some but they just lost one! If i couldn't make words then i guess I'd just hum! I was born with this voice and this voice has sung I was born with this force and with this force I run into Entwined and unleashed all is bound to the Force
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 3:36 PM UTC
Force Unleashed
Standing in this sphere I seek communion with the Stars Heat and dust for hidden answers I wonder wonder where they are? Bursting into gates I dawn my robe like a heavyweight Wandering thru the distance I am guided by the Wake skim the outer rim clouds dissolve revolve or scatter but I'm focus on the mission I'm surfing streams of gray matter burn to shine walk the line define gravity : the Force untethered in this universe My vision on the course I fast devoid of sun or moon comet of the galaxy I'm bound to Windu I am Master of the unseen epoch I foreshadow the battle whether it   yet be not true You know like Yoda, I do I'm staring/speaking into the nebular what will birth from this mother nurse? As I transverse like silver surf  Don't act like I can't create Heaven on Earth I'm meditating on the cellular my midichlorian ***** is buzzing like a church! No alms needed I'm lighter when lit unified with this (galactic **** light sight like solo omni verse Re Y Me So far not tea grow VOTE The dark side outta Ben is Bern it's my turn speaking truth into these chicken boot tweens in Twitterverse PLUCK A FEATHER And make an ill quill Letter! A retweet beat writer Faux Father but a real goal setter Hope ya feel better OR A Curse I DON'T NEED A LIGHT BEAM! Less is more like an invisible burst I could cuttlefish but I'd rather soar With everyting I've learned! I am more than hate is worth No matter measure of endeavor light speed hyper space ever nearer to the source I Inhale Trees Exhale breeze Interstellar Squeezed Me out A Feat at first Then knees bows spout nose and cranium If i didnt know better id say my bones marrow vibranium One bout won! The night win some but they just lost one! If i couldn't make words then i guess I'd just hum! I was born with this voice and this voice has sung I was born with this force and with this force I run into Entwined and unleashed all is bound to the Force
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I'm merely a poet But you may think me a rapper if I didn't note it I'm made in moments I design the riots these words are my pilots I fly them into structures that lack cognitive diets I'm like cons stuck to your Feel it Try it Cry it When you're cursing in the car seeing red grab a cigarette light it I am here to recreate the con template make more meaning behind your quite riot when you remember how to be great swinging from swings singing songs of King Kong and monkeys playing on strings When mondays were not monotony growing older into neoteny has this gotten to thee? You take it in threes, Speeding tickets, Deadlines, and Rotten Trees keep on keeping on vote on voting on PoliceSeas? Can't change the country without cash, fears, or blood Que Sera, Sera humans ride the carousel of DUH! I should Detain my thoughts many deem insane let them germinate with time attain more circular grain I'm ready for hand over hate for a steady gain I'm ready for self worth over wealth a cure for the pain I could light myself on fire and yes one man can How long can we malnourish the heart and ********** the brain? But, y'all don't wanna be free just wanna get poor quick Sell your soul on FB a phat horse chewing the bit while you eat the virus that makes you sick! "I am not a rapper" but I can wrap it up in a split "It's Just US for tray bomb" if not miseducated in Lit "Eyed Diabolical, My necklace stripped"   You can steal this message in a bottle as I bleed out this ****
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC
Merely a Mono U Mo Ment
I'm merely a poet But you may think me a rapper if I didn't note it I'm made in moments I design the riots these words are my pilots I fly them into structures that lack cognitive diets I'm like cons stuck to your Feel it Try it Cry it When you're cursing in the car seeing red grab a cigarette light it I am here to recreate the con template make more meaning behind your quite riot when you remember how to be great swinging from swings singing songs of King Kong and monkeys playing on strings When mondays were not monotony growing older into neoteny has this gotten to thee? You take it in threes, Speeding tickets, Deadlines, and Rotten Trees keep on keeping on vote on voting on PoliceSeas? Can't change the country without cash, fears, or blood Que Sera, Sera humans ride the carousel of DUH! I should Detain my thoughts many deem insane let them germinate with time attain more circular grain I'm ready for hand over hate for a steady gain I'm ready for self worth over wealth a cure for the pain I could light myself on fire and yes one man can How long can we malnourish the heart and ********** the brain? But, y'all don't wanna be free just wanna get poor quick Sell your soul on FB a phat horse chewing the bit while you eat the virus that makes you sick! "I am not a rapper" but I can wrap it up in a split "It's Just US for tray bomb" if not miseducated in Lit "Eyed Diabolical, My necklace stripped"   You can steal this message in a bottle as I bleed out this ****
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The Truth of it all is that aggression leads to strife In my own confession I'd rather not die by the knife We as humans have this need to supersede despite our insight and things We only grow when we bleed Our staff and hands be tools to keep the lions at bay All our brains used in vein when we set a blaze to the grains now with our swords we make wars before there was peace to balance now we make wars in malice Forgetting Mother Earth feeds us from the same challis I cut my hand on the handle as I manicure with the lathe Spit and Curse at the ground and then walk away in dismay our belongings are found in disarray another jealous of another's work diary hands and feet destroyed blood and sweat ignored We throw Rocks to knock them off but meet death by the blade So we hammer out a sheet just to protect what we've made As if the mothers hand we're not enough Surviving her change Change I'm from the land of the Star my culture reigns down from Dallas my travels are far and wide with our tools I fly over this freedom palace but at every checkpoint they scan with all seeing eyes They Shadow a Doubt with gun point Frisky hands finger out for lies As I challenge that my Utensil is to help not to hurt they won't believe me cause the pen points cause mental alpha **** So what’s my lesson to be learned? How does my Rhema become Word!? I flock my words like a Sheppard guard it from the absurd leave my lessons and my sessions underground to mature Poetry is what I breed and when I die all may see some take shelter beneath branches of my Po Wet Tree that drop insight and wisdom seed seasoned with change of Colored leaves When they cut me down with Axe and Dagger my pen points the bullet A running Kid like Merle Hagard I spread ink seeds like soul feed emotion water and potion notions like fodder funneled, I dyed, You reed Sow, only take that  you need if you have a life then keep it free of weeds cherish the fruits of labor and leave minds be.
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 8:29 AM UTC
Live by the Sword... Die by The Pen
The Truth of it all is that aggression leads to strife In my own confession I'd rather not die by the knife We as humans have this need to supersede despite our insight and things We only grow when we bleed Our staff and hands be tools to keep the lions at bay All our brains used in vein when we set a blaze to the grains now with our swords we make wars before there was peace to balance now we make wars in malice Forgetting Mother Earth feeds us from the same challis I cut my hand on the handle as I manicure with the lathe Spit and Curse at the ground and then walk away in dismay our belongings are found in disarray another jealous of another's work diary hands and feet destroyed blood and sweat ignored We throw Rocks to knock them off but meet death by the blade So we hammer out a sheet just to protect what we've made As if the mothers hand we're not enough Surviving her change Change I'm from the land of the Star my culture reigns down from Dallas my travels are far and wide with our tools I fly over this freedom palace but at every checkpoint they scan with all seeing eyes They Shadow a Doubt with gun point Frisky hands finger out for lies As I challenge that my Utensil is to help not to hurt they won't believe me cause the pen points cause mental alpha **** So what’s my lesson to be learned? How does my Rhema become Word!? I flock my words like a Sheppard guard it from the absurd leave my lessons and my sessions underground to mature Poetry is what I breed and when I die all may see some take shelter beneath branches of my Po Wet Tree that drop insight and wisdom seed seasoned with change of Colored leaves When they cut me down with Axe and Dagger my pen points the bullet A running Kid like Merle Hagard I spread ink seeds like soul feed emotion water and potion notions like fodder funneled, I dyed, You reed Sow, only take that  you need if you have a life then keep it free of weeds cherish the fruits of labor and leave minds be.
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Whatis it about US? Where do We go from Hear? There's nothing left to sever cause you just ate your ears Their is no 1 willing to deliver the Kind-Ness-sities of Life, of Love, No 1 can stand to give It ^. We can race to the Moon and find Nothing there Yet We litter our flags like worn underwear. Though, My words are Frost Bitten Lakes of Reality Stricken by Tundra and Tobacco leaf Hidden by the Blister of Blizzard Breeze Like locos voting on police seas policies to put them on the streets These words May never reach beyond, My **** n Brain this Cold War We Never win 10 Adam Bombs to Send US and Them a swifty end A ****** Post card to God that says " HA HA Amen" The End
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 8:09 AM UTC
Us and The End
V I don't know where to start... I feel pain infinite points traced around my brain. Many ticks ***** injustice migraines Now I wanna vent on hot air blimps self proclaimed pimps till my tongue twists limp or turn a loaded gun on immature mutual funds my grain is rough and I've grown bitter an tough my mind metal is scuffed I Dizzied my Gills be cheeks blowin up guts what happened to the wonderful world musta been the Tea.. now I'm Ralphing up Chucks high society in memory it used to be where I wanted to be Visa Via English living was the life for me guess I'd traded up for some Hot **** reaL-It-Tea I think I've had enough guess I stuffed and over fluffed had too much empty v (MTV) sipping on that 4 twin Tea Now I gotta V! IV I vibrate so viciously I violate all variations of conform Ahh!, Tea Been too long slipping on and spilt ma Qi I'm tired of The warnings the warming the tide turning the swarming Killer bees Wu is me for I've been sipping on Boo Blue Tea III I lost my voice yet still voting while Hippy flippies are still steady chat hosting I'm Roasting poli-sci-fi-ers who can't find a town square but got bags of opinions on world politics here and there face-booking without a book in their face fighting freedom by being dumb ignoring the truth such a disgrace soldiers fighting harder at home to make it a home feeling lost and alone their kids barely even grown ready to start living thought he was done with the killing till he saw a villain on his throne life lost all appealing come to find out that his wife had done gone so settled on hanging strange fruit to shadow shalom While I'm so far out of the zone that I get these messages on my cellular phone Reality Strike terror Domes unsafe at home Wu is me I'm miles away sipping on Too Long Tea II Yet homeless happy people without thrive ability party pushers posting pictures with such jive hostility acting out with rational it's like sporting politically Obama's on my starting team with poll pushing agility I Got two Clintons on my backup fantasy league don't watch local games or who's selling off senate seats not all are frozen but most have chosen illiterately on the block taking tokens steady smokin and broke and no matter for realities that are steadily approaching call me young in notion but I can't stand for lack of motion late nights to early mornings I'm writing in search of potion like Juliet rests in pieces I see the gauntlets broken YOU can't save the planet **** IT so Janet pass on posting Nothin new under sun we **** for fun and Whales **** in the ocean as if Ape won't **** Ape Mother Earth will keep her motion Wu is Me now I see I've been Sipping on Too Wrongs Lefty I I hope you know I care but start by loving your neighbor there and their and they're reciprocate the truth and stand aloof of those who dare put money before truth visage before root facsimile before proof save the sympathy for devils or get the **** out my booth Check the numbers Global hunger riches blundered voice down under jobless convicts bodies ditch in Wars we pitched in I'm talking about true world vision social image tweeting pigeons Madolf mongrels hate crime heroes Welfare wealthy advertising gimmicks famous like ***** limericks IMF, what a concept acceptable debit? nuclear threats hating one another for what we choose to worship!? It's already on our doorstep... ... yet we get hung up on the stu pet "Ooh! Ahh!" "Green" Part Tea Bullshat! Clinging to our jobs not because we like what we do but we feel we have too! Some parts of the world unite for things other than Death and Dollars Popularity and Power! ... now look at US! I'm just A fish on a diet of Super fishy all lit Tea 0
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 7:57 AM UTC
Too Long Tea (a reposting for timeliness)
V I don't know where to start... I feel pain infinite points traced around my brain. Many ticks ***** injustice migraines Now I wanna vent on hot air blimps self proclaimed pimps till my tongue twists limp or turn a loaded gun on immature mutual funds my grain is rough and I've grown bitter an tough my mind metal is scuffed I Dizzied my Gills be cheeks blowin up guts what happened to the wonderful world musta been the Tea.. now I'm Ralphing up Chucks high society in memory it used to be where I wanted to be Visa Via English living was the life for me guess I'd traded up for some Hot **** reaL-It-Tea I think I've had enough guess I stuffed and over fluffed had too much empty v (MTV) sipping on that 4 twin Tea Now I gotta V! IV I vibrate so viciously I violate all variations of conform Ahh!, Tea Been too long slipping on and spilt ma Qi I'm tired of The warnings the warming the tide turning the swarming Killer bees Wu is me for I've been sipping on Boo Blue Tea III I lost my voice yet still voting while Hippy flippies are still steady chat hosting I'm Roasting poli-sci-fi-ers who can't find a town square but got bags of opinions on world politics here and there face-booking without a book in their face fighting freedom by being dumb ignoring the truth such a disgrace soldiers fighting harder at home to make it a home feeling lost and alone their kids barely even grown ready to start living thought he was done with the killing till he saw a villain on his throne life lost all appealing come to find out that his wife had done gone so settled on hanging strange fruit to shadow shalom While I'm so far out of the zone that I get these messages on my cellular phone Reality Strike terror Domes unsafe at home Wu is me I'm miles away sipping on Too Long Tea II Yet homeless happy people without thrive ability party pushers posting pictures with such jive hostility acting out with rational it's like sporting politically Obama's on my starting team with poll pushing agility I Got two Clintons on my backup fantasy league don't watch local games or who's selling off senate seats not all are frozen but most have chosen illiterately on the block taking tokens steady smokin and broke and no matter for realities that are steadily approaching call me young in notion but I can't stand for lack of motion late nights to early mornings I'm writing in search of potion like Juliet rests in pieces I see the gauntlets broken YOU can't save the planet **** IT so Janet pass on posting Nothin new under sun we **** for fun and Whales **** in the ocean as if Ape won't **** Ape Mother Earth will keep her motion Wu is Me now I see I've been Sipping on Too Wrongs Lefty I I hope you know I care but start by loving your neighbor there and their and they're reciprocate the truth and stand aloof of those who dare put money before truth visage before root facsimile before proof save the sympathy for devils or get the **** out my booth Check the numbers Global hunger riches blundered voice down under jobless convicts bodies ditch in Wars we pitched in I'm talking about true world vision social image tweeting pigeons Madolf mongrels hate crime heroes Welfare wealthy advertising gimmicks famous like ***** limericks IMF, what a concept acceptable debit? nuclear threats hating one another for what we choose to worship!? It's already on our doorstep... ... yet we get hung up on the stu pet "Ooh! Ahh!" "Green" Part Tea Bullshat! Clinging to our jobs not because we like what we do but we feel we have too! Some parts of the world unite for things other than Death and Dollars Popularity and Power! ... now look at US! I'm just A fish on a diet of Super fishy all lit Tea 0
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Less Is more Need Less Words and Walls of self assured Vacuous Vessels
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Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC
Vessels Vacuous
What good is a sweater? With the winds of change blowing away Unraveling with every progressive step
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Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 8:43 AM UTC
Political Climate
My Pen broke in Pembroke I Been Woke since Been Broke but Better than Kin folk yet Standing on Tiptoe Must advance my Kiddos So stressful so I **** and sleepwokethruwork float protection my mind moat be music and **** smoke My baby be my boat the lining in my coat if skye falls then I hope I drown in a blue note She's light like when God spoke My life be a wheel spoke and love be what we wrote this pen bleeds my heart soap
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 7:03 AM UTC
Heart Soap