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So ends the Drama locked into your Bronze
Nike kisses you and shows you her Womb
Who, despite Angry Lads, live Life's Beyond
Now Married are you to Testimony
I guess you will survive the Afterthought
Of Promos and Parcels you will not Resist
The Wheel turns again; And in your Forenaught
Honest Advices refuse to make a Fist
You have this Resume of Deaf-Record,
Partial to Characters you do not Like
Even if they ask Penance for your Accord
Your Self-Righteousness slaps them in-spite.
What's the use? Your Friends will come to your Defense
Even if an Ant like me Stings to make Sense.
#tomdaleytv #tomdaley1994
Rex Verum Regem Sep 2019
Shadows on the grass
Tails untold
Music in the clouds

I lost something close to me
Most go an eternity and never come close to its warm embrace
I felt it’s lips
Caressed it’s skin
And with every kiss t'avais promis
With every smile t'avais promis
Every tier t'avais promis
You were mine
You were uncompromising
Sharp and precise in what you wanted
And I like a babe dove trying to fly
Blowing up a storm

But age is like time is fleeting
what stands true is always within grasp
time waits for no man and age cares not for your level of wisdom.

Be the man
Be a man
Are you a man
(DEFEATED)

It will not wait for you to understand the value of her
It will not converse on your behalf to turn back time.
Get it right the first time
Try hard
Try harder
Try even harder

LOVE
sweet yet better
True yet fickle
Has no mercy for those who cannot be true
Not willing to embrace her with both arms
She will scorn you for your misdeeds
You are in training
And at some point you’ll get a second chance
don’t let it go
stick to the Promise, t'avais promis
Don’t let its eternal warmth fade
be true.

BFFF ***
She was perfect
I was flawed
We were great
A life untold
un
Seems like torture when you see me now ...
like a dark corner is more comforting than me....
You will hold my hand and let me in briefly...
but longterm promos are no longer available ...
Mostly im crushed that you like most fed me hope...
But no time for sadness because we are now going slow...
you say ur liking our past more than you will view future..
Like it is of no concern to others where this liffe leads
just hold me tonight and remind me how it felt....
to finally be able to say im going somewhere now,,,
thst she is mine and nothing will tear us apart ...
But then the part i enjoyed most ..
the idea that i could finallly heal my heart .... i
Julian Delia Jul 2019
Interloping through your fields,
Hoping you’ve lowered your shields.
I hope I’ll get my point across.
Trepidation, nausea in my soul;
The revolution’s my only goal.
There’s no other point,
No other gig, no other role.

And yet, all you see is Utopian, impossible ideas.
Folded neatly, packed in boxes, and stowed away,
Like a discounted cabinet from IKEA.
My brain bubbles like a *** of stew;
Plenty of ideas, more than a few.
There’s my cue;
The room goes quiet.
Anxious like my rent is due,
Angry enough to start a riot.

Every time I speak about what could be,
I can hear brows furrowing, disbelief developing,
All in doubt as to what we would see.
It’s so frustrating, being dismissed;
I’m sorry, is there something I’ve missed?

They call people like me idealistic;
They say alternatives are unrealistic.
Idealism is what keeps us evolving,
What keeps us from dissolving,
From melting in a vat of redundancy,
From getting suffocated by incumbency.


Visionaries are what separates a living culture from a graveyard.
Stationary nation states, overseeing like unforgiving vultures -
But hey, at least you’ve got your promos and your saver cards.


If capitalism is the best we can do,
Then we really are ******* *******.
You might think I’m being rude,
But, you know that I’m just being shrewd,
That I’m spitting out the uncut truth.
You’re in my brain’s building complex now;
This poem’s going to be a rare beauty,
A collector’s item, get your cheques out.

Call me whatever you want.
I’ve got no riches to flaunt,
For the revolution requires empty hands.
Let go of the designers and the brands;
It’s time to face the music and fetch the popcorn,
For the end of the world is going to be grand.
'So what's your solution, then?'
'*******, that's my solution.'
BoldWisdom outweighs the prices of gold
I'm tired of the same stories that told
About Jesus they say he can reach us
But I don't dig it cuz he left us
I see nothing but slaughter
And ****** out sons and daughters
Got homos making promos and expos
Then get mad if they *** you expose
**** is sick and twisted
Fools don't ever think realistic
So get off my biscuit
Truth hurts the soul
subconscoius
Mind out of control
Soon to fold while I got the world whole
On my shoulders problems growing big then boulders
Hot as folgers not in yo cup
Listen to the sound of my guns acting up
Cuz they outta line like behavior
We the poor folks in need of a savior
Resurrected poetry from the past century
Exposing lies gets you a penitentiary
Check the irony
The same folks they loved you
Put you behind bars glanced the stars
In the late night
three in morning demons taking flight
Untraceable knowledge
To be obtained
And everybody to focused on the legalization of Mary Jane
Forget that fool stop being a white sheep
Learned to be a Sheperd and guide the herd bond is the word
So use carefully mastered the art of chemistry
Never Chase the money
Because it's a reflection of self
Loosing your self up in wealth
Only to die with nothing to show
But family friends n foes
As ya casket lowered six feet below
Bold
Man o how the times fly by looking at the sky
And the clouds rain to the sunshine passed by
Everyday another day close to my walkway
Into the shadows realms but universe was testing
My mental for the stressing still stretching
My mind around this chaos that blinds
Me to happiness try to the kept the styles crisp
Close to an apocalypse no ships
Can sink this boat of rhymes sublime
Tryna pass the fog light consciousness
Hard to digest these crap I gotta ingest
Invest but manifest stress inside of a bless
Of sess see the wind talks and shows hawks
Preying all over you turned into a wormhole
So i can space travel my celebral through spinal
Its the heart for a survival mad rivals
Find they way in your face once they see your paper chase i lace
Myself in my own
destiny grace
Still got visions phasing me by why cuz
Back...



Friends used to pose as foes clothes
Baggy jabos you how the story goes
We used to fist fight but afterwards we be tight
No need for gunplay put our problems away
*** the hood kept it all good and we should
Cherish the day like Sade so take me away
On cloud nine opens a light upon my spine
Souls align with the cosmos promos to demos
At the shows rocking crowds throwing dough
We having a good time kicking good rhymes
But still got hit with a fine because i touched one time
Naw Im just a true underground rebel
Tryna to seal these devils making syllables
To hell angels wrapped in angles
Geometry planted my roots as I shoots
Out my best jumpshoot catch the plot
All the fakers used to get to knocked locked
Off of my block yo where they parties at?
No need for flexing a gat we bombin' in packs
Cold kickin' them fat tracks lounging in couches on our back thinkin' back....
Yo its an invitation to your own assassination
Becoming a new creation from gun cremation
Tried playing a mason I'm layin' number ones
Platinum plus albums only dumbs succumb
To the beat of the drum scrappin' for crumbs
Born a magnet to magnifecience
Defiant to failures residence keep the tense
Til y'all jaw's clenched and penched
Every last one of ya nerves observe the curves reserved
From my barbwire flows enterin' ya mental formin' portals
Swarms out my black thought couldn't be bought
Even at the highest bid all over the grids
You'll Feel these assassin plated blues ya dig break up
gigs
Its Hard to move with a red painted wig
Im final destination mystery solved to the unfinished pyramid
Of Giza please believe tha I'm greasin' Sheebas
Dark skinned queens taste it once became addicted like a fiend
Saw nothing but green lights focused sights
Brighten my opticals on promos way pass the radios cosmo
Supreme being over the those recycling as pros
My gun range sick slicker than John Wick
Rap clowns must be magicians
Tryna play skillz  old school tricks


Fools tried to diss it ended up missin' it
From the verbal ****** raw and riper
Time to pay the piper yo whos hyper
Iller man with the Wu clan can't none stand
Against the shadow figures see the picture
I paint kin to the boondocks saints
Two to the back execution style
**** all problems with an evil smile
Joker's mentality bashin' reality
Its the age of chaos im Kronos
Black rhinoceros straight comin' to bust
From all types of weaponry til ya end up as dust
Skull and bones fly as a drone prone
Still tryna attack my clones a rolling stone
Had to a be man cuz papa wasn't home
Where ever I laid my jimmy hat imagine that
Girls gotta neck brace with a broken back
Two hits to the **** and she ******' cracked
Collapse mastered the laps of a merry-go
There he go comin' with a ****** flow
No control from blow for blow they don't wanna go
Eight million and one rounds with the great one
State one
Emcee who can match these pedigrees
Layin' toxic lyrics so it's bound to be a fatality
Alright, I know I said goodbye, but I'm waiting for my ride home.
So, while I wait, let me get another 20 minutes on the guest computer downstairs, so I can talk about something.
This time, let me talk about Smackdown 1000 for a little while.
I love Smackdown Live, and can say it's been doing better than Monday Night Raw lately, though, I still watch both.
I love Smackdown Live, and I still can't believe tonight is their 1000th episode.
There are so many people I'm hoping to see tonight.
There's a list on YouTube channels saying all the people who are gonna be on it, but I haven't watched it.
I only know of the few that were advertised on last week's Smackdown Live, and on Raw the last two weeks.
I refuse to watch the video, because I wanna be surprised.
Mainly, I hope The Rock and Edge come back for tonight.
I mean, they were both a huge part of Smackdown.
And I heard Smackdown got their name from The Rock, if that's true, then it would only make sense for him to be there.
I also just wanna see them because I miss them, especially Edge.
I never really loved Edge's character, but him as a person, the one we've seen the last four or five times he's come, I love.
I love seeing how much he loves it, and the promos he gives are usually so heartfelt, so I would love for him to come back.
I mean, I've loved The Rock since I was a kid, so I would love for him to be there.
I only have five more minutes, so I guess I have to wrap this up.
Let me just say those are two people who I don't know whether they'll be there or not, but I hope they are.
Alright, it's time for me to go.
I need to get food, then eat it in time for Smackdown 1000 at 8 tonight.
Alright, I'll see you tomorrow, bye!
I don't know if anyone will read this, probably only WWE fans will like this, if anyone, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I'm waiting for my ride to come so I can get KFC and go home, so I'm writing this while I wait, that's all.

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