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Kay florius Aug 2015
***** talk about they can do that but never talk about how they going to teach you to do that because bitchs aint talking about **** but how get a quick nut or some brand new **** bitchs ain't **** if they ain't talking about some brand new that other bitchs can't get because they on some other ****
Kelly Sims Apr 2019
My wife is gone and our baby is crying
Oh,lord, what shall I do ?
The fields lay fallow and
the hounds they  lay dying

All my sorrows split open anew
Sweet Angeline, I never seen a vision the likes of you
But now you are gone and I must carry on
To avenge you with plots on the brew
She was taken away by old  Simon Legree

Now my Angie is buried and the child that she carried
Remains with,shining with vigor
Why were you left behind when  her body was consigned to a ditch drain
is more  than I can figure

Now I've wailed my woes up and down the town
Not one good man will take him down
Though I sing his name nine times inside this song
I seen no reparations for his wrongs

So I studied up a plan to see him suffer
For the worst he done to me, I'd  show him rougher
I hoped with him to parlay
I crept down to Legrees place
The moon looked wicked full and livid
The frost lay on the barley
The wind made 'me away so the stalks bid play a tune both bright and vivid

The wind slashed me cruel with claws like a ghoul
Till my cheeks burned hot and red
To the servants door I knew well from before
I prowled like a thief and slipped in
My jaw tight-clenched
My guts were soon wrenched
By the stench of his black den of sin

I pressed firm to the wall and soon found the hall had opened up to Legrees great  chamber
The hearth lowly burned and  my heart made a great turn
See,ol' Simon had come there to slumber

Then I  trod without noise
Though I'd fumbled my poise
To a hatch in the floor of the room
I left the wrench to snore,in his chair
In his  lair, and sank deeper into the gloom
I closed the trap above my head
And,being a good Christian, said a prayer to quell my fear
The match I held between my teeth
I struck against my stubbled cheek
The spark shot up and gradually
I saw where I had fell
The hole was like a charnel hell house
Except that some were living among those poor unhappy girls
Those seven desperate, starving women
Four of them were breathing still
One was pregnant, one was deaf
The other two so near to death
They hardly held the strength to move clear


A sickening smell right out of hell
Exploded In my skull
It was human filth, and tears and guilt
I saw that death was so close
I realized that hell ain't a place
but a mindless, gnawing fear
I knew then that hell's where Simon
Legree ought to dwell
So I said, right then and there

Sisters, there will be deliverance
Tonight, there will be retribution
The man who has done you violence
Will here taste christ's  absolution
Now gather round, here's my solution :

I loosened their  bonds and their gags
And till dawn gathered the things for a purpose

I was terribly pleased once the steps had been greased and found we had rope to surplus

Next ,I Tommy flask of roosters blood and my mask
For I knew my turn at last, with my turn to unmask the devil atlas
Then I asked my friends to paint my skin with a ruby taint
Then bark and bray like demons at their revels
Our howl's were like a breeze bourne plague
An ungodly din,to make the ceiling sag
Like someone cooking crickets in a funnel

I can proudly tell you,sir
It weren't long before something stirred
And the door flew up,and a head peered in the tunnel

"LISTEN  up ,you bitchs!"
he roared " I need your yowling like grit in my eye!"

I noticed then he had eyes like mud
He went still for a spell and my heart gave an echoing thud

Then he hooted loud and slapped his thigh
"Master ",he said,
I said "yeah  "?
He said, "mister devil "
I said ,"I like your style "
He grinned "I ain't seen you in quite a while
He shouted to his slaves for a barrel of wine
Then stepped on the gangway and chattered on  in his head
For a long godawful minute I thought the ******* was dead
But before long he sat up and shook his porcine head

" I have a taste for mortal wine ",said I " My drink is for fine blood and burning turpentine "

"Now drop on your  knees and prove that you are loyal
There's no rest for the wicked, and the slacker reaps no spoils"

I had him fetch a drum pitch instead
"Tie this rope around your ankle
Make sure it's your left" I instructed
"Can't say I understand", he  instructed  " It ain't yours to ponder.
Now rest your worry wits and do as I  command you"!

And he did

" Now, will you kindly dangle from that aforesaid left ankle?"
And I saw his skin, and it was pale as a  lady's powder
I strung him up like a side of pork
Then I approached the young lady with a brush dripping pitch
I'm real glad she me here
For the first time in so many years Simon Legree felt the clutch of fear

When I saw to it that his skin was as dark as his heart,I lit another match a d he reared up with a start

"Do you ever recall speaking these words: (I asked him)
"******* never bruise . They're skin already black  enough. Their backs are lazy and their skin is tough. You can beat 'em all you want and they'd never show it"?

Simon Legree let out a low,ugly  growl. He wriggled, and he whimpered and he shook. " Thats right?you can beat 'em all you want and they'd never show it"?
"Some fool said the meek'll inherit. Though you wouldn't know it."
Then I set him ablaze. And sent the sucker down to hell. His screams were like a symphony, if art could aspire to torture. The women licked their lips and flashed their eyes and the swelter of the beat down on me tell I felt just like a forger.

An ear- rending, soul-bending shriek went up and he  went slack and still I bowed like a good blacksmith and tears wet my face. The spectacle was better than I'd hoped

And Simon Legree went down to the devil.
Down,Down, Down, Down.
With Simon Legree.
Did you ever hear about the bounds in the well of hell
Down to the devil.

You could say that Legrees is my life's great bane. But you know, it just wouldn't tear it. So pick yourself off that cold hard ground ,'cause some of us weren't made to grit and bear it!'

I hate him every bit you do.That back-breaking buzzard with eyes like a ferret!. If love will lead us blind and such. Known that I hate him yet as much. itch.My servants of help,will blacked  you, she's a good  faithful witch
Overwhelmed Mar 2011
if you read
enough
Bukowski
eventually find out
about his deep
and serious affair
with the feline
species,
one that he
kept up
probably
from the day
he got old
to the
day
he finally
went kicking
into
death

it’s really something
completely out of
character for him and
I think he knew it too

cats?
come on

what happened
to the tough-cut,
bar-fighting
drunk we all
know and
love?

off with his cats?
pfff

but its true
and,
really,
it’s less surprising
than you might
think

I think he respected
them

their calm
ways,
their toughness,
their ability
to come back
from anything and
never even look
scared

that’s what he saw,
he saw himself,
he saw some tough
******* and
they didn’t even
show it

he respected that
I respect that

and when the toughest
one of them all died

I think Buk saw himself
for a moment

cats,
you crazy
sons of
bitchs,
I swear you
know more than
any of us
men

and I salute you,
and I’m sure Buk
does too,
you delicate creatures
go take a nap
you understand more
than all of
humankind
simply by sitting
in the
sun

waiting
ACAC Jan 2019
They disappear into their hideout, like a ****** VIP section in a ******* that I dare not walk into.
No notice, no words, just take what they please.
After an hour a single surface for tea, fake smile and a reveal, I see fake truths come with ease.
Can I learn to rise above, not let the bile ooze from my mouth and cover her skin melting away those perfect lips.
Retreat again.
Silence.
At once they all emerge.
That silence of chats with my girls is gone, now silk anxiety ripples and spreads.
They've made decisions, huge decisions that will affect me, us, you and them.
They look at me with contempt, I don't deserve this reprieve.
Like Sunday again, and we need to go to church, nod, smile and take the gospel, worship, worship, worship or leave.
ZACK GRAM Jan 2020
WHITE: white legions so what im proud to be a lost value no cult no need when we succeed tragedy....

white hate is dead an if you still believe you will die in emphanty....

white black spanish asian an indian cool lets work together make life easier feel me?

BLACK: black alliance who gives a **** on a quick come up no repercussion no hate dying in vein.....

black word black voice former segregated who gives a **** chump its 2020 act like it we speak english....

black white spanish asian an indian cool they my ***** dont get it twister or youre dead wrong!!!

"SPANISH: spanish conveyance death day sayonces one race the whole world knows abouttum.....

spanish got no safe zone or economical system just a bunch of tan monkies jumping about a desert...

spanish **** a english black white asian or indian i gotto im your vato comprende? we can fix this.....

ASIAN: asian communist party dont get me started they hoes make you go ******* an broke....

asian money hungry corona virus spreading scared locos on too much rice an dojo tell em comojo dont mess with the mojo...

asian black white indian or spanish either way spread the blessing share the wealth work together for better health find a cure on 1....

INDIAN: indian culture native or eastern beast mode on the low hittem up dont need one but gotta phone.....

indian no speaka english cmon bro its 2020 get your acc together that acc says dolla dolla bills yo so imma return fire....

indian black white asian or spanish dont play no game you know the name its simple mane were all different but gotta work logically i got blunt you got **** i got bitchs you got drinks.......

STOP PRACTINGING ILLOGICAL POETRICITY WRITE FLAWLESSLY PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH, DUH!!
SPEAK WHATS SPREAD TO HAVE A BETTER KNOWLEDGE AN CONCENTRATION TOWARDS CONGRUIENCY
THATS ONE GANG ONE PEOPLE

ONE PEOPLE
NOT WHITE
NOT BLACK
NOT ASIAN
NOT INDIAN
NOT SPANISH

HUMAN BEINGS....
LIFE WHAT IS IT?
Gidgette Mar 2017
When sleep can't find me, I guess because I'm camofluoged and fit too well in the night
(After all, sleep does have its eyes closed)
I make the 25 minute drive down to "L" street.
I sit on my old bench in that ****** fake park with the lined up giant rocks and the one weeping cherry tree. City counsels gift to the street ******, rapists, thieves  and drug peddlers.
  I watch, I listen and sip my whisky. L street is the worse part of town here. There's an asylum on one side of the corner, a bank on the other. Red light number 3. People are always lined up in front of the asylum. I suppose for little blue pills.
  Further down the row of crumbling bricks, is a cafe that plays live music on Friday and Saturday nights and across from that is a pool hall that sells green hotdogs. On the other side of the pool hall, is an empty building with my tobacco lady painted on the side of it. And my "bitchs bench", as I call it, sits beside that.
My mother has always raised immortal hell about my going there. Day or night. "You'll get *****, hooked on the "L" pills or murdered. Dont come crying to me when it happens", she sais. But as much time as I've spent there, I've spoken with more than a few of those "undesirables" and they all have a story of such pain and heart break. Or they're just mentally ill.
They're daisies. That didn't grow upright in this field of life. They tripped.
  My "L" street,
is where the daisies tripp.
"L" street is so nick named, because of these pills they call Ls that apparently make you "tripp". All kinds of crazy things happen there Day and night. Aren't I sad case when even the "crazies" won't bother with me? Ha!
ZACK GRAM Mar 2019
yosemite, yosemite!!! when the sirens go off with a bang, let the trumpets reighn an then comes the rein, ferror of beings, king collossal!!! so much fear the pain will preach, then the label attracts with a gov collapse time will cease, GOD will elapse from seize, soo seizure!!!!

**** the diplomats, **** that ***** ***** puffy, forget them fugees, throw it down no pun intended!!! indeed i might achieve heavy freight with heaven gates, bill gates an alabama!!! money on my mind gotta satellite in space widda heat sensor looking down, lazer beamin that’ll take over the world!!!

bodies, illuminatic sanctions, hobbies, gravel an paint make the women faint!!! cant compete so its my treat, welcome to the life of the great backin!!! super power, super human, making gravity electricfy… poppin these trycromes handeling dice folds, so much dough call me pinky, *** sticky!!!

i said it once, woman ill say it again, 15 billion cash ain it thats nothing… 5 miles deep where i keep, underground castle, let the flood gates go, flood zone, might miss, got a miss, dont miss!!! i hit an keep gettin, i get it at it more then benjamin, 1 count n out knock floyd may out…

super junction, my tugg goes tougher then the bible,  count sheep so i sleep, wifey wait!!! i cant, im the man on these fields, in these pens with the many mens, henns, bitchs n bottles!!! i smoke that hood grip… i invented it, i am that bompton an martin king out here n furgy!!!

Z-Pac
The Don
153
dont know how to be this fabric that lives in your curtains i wont be a motion that resurfaces ur inertia and i dont need your ******* approval to know that im worth it
id **** all your mistakes if i knew that i was wolf it and id light myself on fire becux i know that i deserve it but not before i wrapped myself in colors and dived dead into a whirlwind far back before u ****** those mannequins licking pins
in human gold skin, it is in the spirit that u live in, the past of your family and the life that they kept living in, u are the space beneath a
curdled  and rotting  white wind, that rots my insides while u are next to me sleeping in
i already died for u bitchs and for all of ur sins
i died and left alreayd u dont need to take this in
but u keep returning to your sleeeping in
when u know that your torso is steady leaving skin
u got nothing to look forward too when you are already a living breathing sin
and that is it
and your *** reflects your past
and the people u defeated
im just ur new dead weakness
and ur trying to improve on completely depleted
Execute the beats proper,
As my vocals, with the lyrics drop tha,
Dopest chemist pharmacist,
Aint no harming this,
As ghostface laced this,
Fastball heat, no swinging this,
Pacifist,
Beat fashon-ist, pinning for sucess,
Still weary baggy *** guess,
Rhymes is perplex, with the sharp press,
From the Rza, cuts without the scizzor,
From the dope land of sizzurp,
Yo we got herbs,
Sounds of wonder, candy land drops, with the bitchs milkin',
Cold silkin,
Tiltin, the world off is axis, new age rap galactics,
Been nutty, since i busted from the prophylactic,
Daddy didnt rap the plastic,
Now a *******,
Straight hazardous, when they rhymes erupt,
Make rapper's starve up,
Crave for affection, of the dopest selection,
Make stevie see, catch a buzz from the bee,
Honeys drippin' lovely, above me,
Watch how i rotate thee,
Scenery, glitterwax ball control,
Check the handles i hold,
Cold, er than iverson,
Who's poppin' liver son,
Iller man, cooler than Jackie Chan,
Beat so hard,
The bass couldn't even withstand,
Peep the RL drips,
All over your screen, i make ya scream,
Like *******, in a ****** scene,
Sounds so supreme,
Divine intervention, ya bullets missin,
From the intellect kissin,
Switch the wardrobe,
Explode the pyro, watch how the flame grow,
On the mic, leave to ashes, sprinkle the hashes,
Natural high, from the sunny delight sprite sparkle, splashes


Caught a tip from the strip,
When they seen how, i flip,
Rip,
The rhyme right, plus the lime light,
Coco Cabana vibes,
Plus the thrives,
Is right, parachute ya eyesight,
Like the flash,
Of a gun sight, iight,
Switch ammunition, linked da commission,
To my position,
Fold the rap game, my ambition
Take all competition,
On ya radio, there he go,
Slippin' the floor,
Green suit valour, dressed like a Commodore,
New birth of Theodore,
bigger than encore,
Check the rain that pours,
Flooding ya stores,
Feel me like MJ, walkin' lighted pathways, mute nay says,
Plus I preys,
Like a mantis, never too much cannabis,
Check the ice on my wrist,
Frozen, from mics handling this,
James Brown sweep,
With a panther fist,
Word to my mother, s-s-s-so haters stutters,
Break the chumps out,
Extend clips, with the burners out,
Chevelle creepin',
Haters talk ****, but ill still be preachin'
PEARL SMOKE Jan 2018
If you leave him, He won’t hurt.
Remember those times he made you tear ?
How you were Alone In the darkness suffering dearly ?
While he cared not one bit about the sadness your having.
How he made you upset & didn’t give a **** ?
Remember being in your room .
Looking at the window hoping he’d apologize, come back to comfort.
You’d stare and stare but not one time did he come through ..
Remember Sitting on your bed.
Hearing music & cheering coming from the outdoors.
Hearing laughter & jokes Passing Through black screen ?
Remember how Depressed you ****** felt.
How he hurt you & left you dying
How he Didn’t even care about the heartaches he kept causing.
Remember how it wasn’t just 1 time.
It was every time you’d fight.
Alone in your room you cried
While he Forget by buzzing Down and having a good time with the ******* & Friends?
How’d you tell him he made you feel so sad.
Hoping he’d come around, you’d hear his car leave instead?
Remember how In every conflict you were the only one to be left unhappy.
After a fight you’d go home and over think .
While he went out to parties & Drink
If you leave, he’d just go back to being him.
The same person he was.
**** has never changed with him.
I’m always suffering while he goes out to enjoy the night.
He will always end up not giving a ****.
While You drown in the hurtful things that went on.
So baby girl Don’t worry.
If you leave , don’t feel sorry.
Don’t look back at him or feel bad for what’s happening.
If he cries or looks broken
Don’t turn back , just like he didn’t.
Because like always He goes to his parties and Talks about bitchs, fast cars and money .
He’s always shown how much he really cares About you .
Never once has he corrected his wrong , he’s the fault & still plays the victim .
Never once did he Feel the pain that I felt and Still left with.
So don’t worry baby.
If you leave , he’d be grateful & still live on free. Only more better , since your no longer there.
He can now enjoy the life of the dearest **** boy he longed for .
To be honest, that’s what Crushes me .
Knowing when I leave he’d go back to the things that damaged me.
To the things that left me scars & worthless memories.
To go back to the person who broke my heart.
All those reasons are what lead me to finally realize I was to good of a girl. I’m too good to be his.
I’m too special for anyone
Because I have morals and Stay faithful & loyal

— The End —