its best to be without money during war
because your going to prison

was won by mexico
i am irish and i am bilingual

this is to know now that no one will save you

we the irish republican army, during the troubles
had to become traitors
as the ****'s had infused by language and wisdoms
into our wealth of nations, capitalism's lesson of **** presence
allowing our honor to be taken
i repeat taken
losing what appears to be our women
social welfare language
and controlled was the light, inside of one
i am an army of one
and another as one, the poetry of a united kingdom

never british ruled

he say **** ain't come in
im oustide my presidents casket, all clear
no more human
it a tare in me
that a fort wont click texas here without a hood
my backspace task a ribbon
and harlem still in my ears
the baby was four years old
now me and paris got no structure
she a grown one
i'll deepen loves push before the jazz gets blue

remember no revelation shall be reached
as soldier deepens his blow upon your mind
into my world you leave
no belt left
back to my southern can
pig grunts and death

now im black, african american
homeless in america
this is the district, thousand oaks
where the ******* gets harvested
and the dead become your excuse to trust someone illiterate

block me

won't listen
people are dying
im an engineer
and no doctor
beats an engineer
into the ceo position
go spend time with a patient
have patience, while an elder artist allows internal sunlight
to show you out of the hotel
so you do no harm.

civil rights are violated
poverty is a crime you are committed to spending on yourself
that is blood on your hands

i am a poet from ireland
we created english
i will write my future today.
i am a private citizen
we do not need savings accounts
to save us into homeless fraud ever