"kungfu" poems
We lied we need change
When all we feel is rage
For the government we create
Who don’t feel shake if the economical price inflate
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We lied we are happy
When we hide in the bathroom; crying
We lied we are living
When we are striving for surviving
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We lied we are grown
When we are yet to be birth
We lied we are strong
And here we are; paralysed
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We lied we are in traffic
When we’re still on our bed dreaming
We lied we are set
When with default setting; we’re breathing
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We lied we want about-move
From politics of Jong-Un
From government of John Bull
And parliaments filled with masters of Kungfu
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We lied we are in love
When the only thing we feel is lust
We lied we are loved
When the only feeling we procure is hurt
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We lied we are loyal
When we lust only after the royal one
We lied we are loyal
And when the ox is gored; we run
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We lied we are in paradise
When in filthiness we dine
Stuck in a big mess
Living in hell; but not minding our business
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We lied we are responsible
When at the sight of challenge; we flee
We lied we are smart
Whereas we are trickening; coz at the sight of themisticoles; we flee
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We lied we are beautiful
When our heart is filled with greed and hate
We lied we are pretty
When the pancaked look on our face is manmade
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We lied we are the future
Saying we are the leaders of tomorrow
We lied; saying we are injured
Whereas we’re completely trapped in hollow
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We lied we’re from the hood
So no one else to talk to
Coz our lifestyle is not good
And that leaves us in bad mood
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We lied we are good
When at the depth of our heart; we’re bad
We lied we are confuse
When we’re stuck and which way? We cant conclude
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We lied to survive the tide
And from the real part of life; we hide
Tell the truth’ man; be freed inside
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
Pillows lay the case to wake up past 3 oclock
Face faded in dreams make razors on cheek comfortable to me
Blond bold because i barely gave red a try
Is breakfast ready for me
Backing beauty with a blue t , turning to me all bright and free , afro messy , eyes maybe brown, maybe green
Did i mention i couldnt see
Reality just came back to me
Even tho these eyes rarely catch seas
I still see star shaped almonds in cereal bowls put before see
Meet her meteor shower plastic kungfu hopes
My mettle met with metal, she was bars for the screen
So in between things, i smell scent and add my two cents
But when change comes short, gasoline gases up things
Thunder booms and she can never quite see was behindthe bangs
But that's another thing cause cereal is really tho
Another taste of almomd milk cheerios
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 2:23 AM UTC
My fatherland
"I am blessed"; says our fatherland
"I am the giant of Africa"; remarks our fatherland
“We will curb every corrupt personnel”; lied our corrupt leaders
"No place like home"; opines our elders
"Great people, great nation"; merits our media stations
"Blessed with natural resources"; proclaims our teachers
"All is well"; prophesizes our men of God
"Invest home"; idea our business men
"It will be better"; endures our youth
"I will bring change"; promises our snail-like president
“Next level”; campaign our level-0 party
"Vote for me"; begs our politicians.
“We are your friends”; lied the policemen
“We will find you”; exclaim EFCC
“We will put things in order”; pledged our disorganized representatives
“We will pass positive bills”; fakes our kungfu-senate
“To serve our fatherland”; recites our selfish civil-servant
“We will fight for our rights”; yearn our revolution group
“We can’t accept this”; brags our powerless youth
“We are the leaders of tomorrow”; sings our generation
“I’m tired of this country”; cries our fed-up graduate
“Remember the child of who you are” warns our parents
“Promoting the rule of law” proclaim our lawyers
Yet! The **** **** the dog bark,
The cat meow, the snake hiss,
The sun shine, the water flow,
Everything being equal.
My father's land changes not!
I cry for our generation,
I weep for what to come,
I pray we wake up from our slumbers.
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
We may be related,
but unfortunately we do not relate.
it's as if such distance is beyond any love of my capacity.
so I simply set my sails to sea,
just to see what I can see,
exponentially drifting,
away from you and yours.
My soul equates to gold tenfold so I have no intention of being your trophy child,
that would simply be an insult to my worth.
So goodbye to cries for validation, only fools weep for pride.
No disrespect but no dream of mine is worth the sacrifice for pride.
Such an earthly thing that thing they call pride,
i want no part in it,
i am the lion that has left.
But you insist my dreams are killing me,
'This world is not ideal for passion you often say'
so you play the way of the dream killer,
shooting at each prospect i hope to someday grasp.
'No parent is perfect!' 'no parent is perfect!'
'It comes from fear!''it comes from fear!'
as each thought you spew spears from ear to ear.
But little do you know for I am not easily broken.
Wordplay is kungfu so I am Bruce Lee in combat.
Combating every word you say with Godly peace and eloquence.
'pride can be foolish, I don't need anyone to be proud of me'
With love,
the one who leaps with faith from cloud to cloud.
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
she's no deva of mine
no caterpillar concubine
no cocoon consort
no butterfly courtesan
she's four tigresses in one
suckling, wandering, denned and leashed
And I'm following the track of them all
She's my white tigress of Nanjing
and though I haven't ever practiced kungfu nor qigong
I have applied to be her jade dragon
Or at least one of her green dragons
In order to help her to reach one of her nine illuminations.
So I fused my qi and ching and shen
and turned myself into a Knight of the Order of the Porcupine
and offered to gently tatoo with my quills
Her mound of Venus
with a motto of invisible yet immortal ink saying :
"Qui s'y frotte s'y pique"
Written phonetically [kisifrotsipik].
I thought because I sat just like a buddha
I was at that moment a buddha
I thought that if I breathed like a green or jade dragon
She'd let me have a bite at her immortality.
No way, my tigress said :
You just can't be and have been
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 5:28 AM UTC
its so lifelike
kungfu grip
brushable hair
and light up eyes
but its still
just
a silly Pinocchio.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC