Dark Poetry #5 |
When a mind races |
Def-init Member
since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Great poems make us forever remembered... they make us immortal. So lets journey through the portal a new dimension for the Poet club order My mind races. Over the dollers My 9-5 Job seems to lack making We all end with closed eyelids The color of the feds goes from blues to reds. Like bloods and crips in the rear-view. If I gotta die then homies, at least I get to stand near you. Slit vitals, Death of the righteous. Murdered reporters Troops marching banners, Warlords in manors, children in shelters. I'm a street poet mixed with a little rap terrorist Even if I tried I couldn’t fake this. Weather heaven or hell, the cell's construction isn’t the issue When the fact remains it reeks with feces and tissue The first thing I ever experienced was pain Sting from the doctor covered in moms bloodstain Screw fame, more interested in takin stock in my inventory With substances that cause acts more than gory The story starts with 'herbs' but not 'morning-glory' Heightened sense's for chicks wanting alimony It's Humorous there is a single word for 'all-the-money' Punch-lines penetrate with supremacy in the theory of thought trajectory The static metaphors notoriously never miss, not even marginally Raw poems/rhymes are developed in the Labyrinth of the mind Mastery of the mic can be seen, even when blind Radiance from quotable's reflecting manufactured material Jeopardized the magnitude of a rapper's actual identity No identity, is worse than castration anxiety Not understanding this leads to chaos and anarchy Synthetic substances help absorb knowledge about our society Cause even with all gods’ brilliance with all mans science A human fetus can still grow up with vengeance and violence Casual compositions, and blunt ballads horrify the hypothesis Lifeless deliverance is catastrophic to the vibration of the Sonics The world watched as Bush lied and invaded If this was biblical times, Bush would lead Armageddon With a broken flag and the disguise of a Christen, I can walk down any block. I'm just that witty. And I aint talkin about a block made in Sim City At first glance it seems Russia marched an army. Then it dawned on me, pink camo can’t pass boundaries Human misery, defeated soldiers and columns of refugees It isn’t a fabrication. The 3rd World has no water or sanitation Imagine this, having faith in your soldiers, feeding them your bread Then forced to see them retreat wounded, carrying their dead I have complete capability for action and wisdom An aged totem with history older then Muslims I've seen threesomes with one forced to be a victim That’s a soft image compared to what goes on in warfare Ensnare thoughts of despair with thoughts of prayer?? Screw that... I would rather stock pile supplies and prepare Now, we are all chieftains in our own cities. A percentage of sales should pay for the poor's groceries Like Gandhi, use our power to inform the populace about life’s cautions These lessons will teach the many how to stay out of prisons These lessons will unite the world’s Nations and relieve tensions These lessons will bring global health care to revive failing organs These lessons will remove the darkness from all regions Our populations are separated by mass oceans Our populations are separated by different seasons We are all human beings. So I hope yall feel these visions, No longer should anyone have to survive on rations Let’s silence the corporate glutton goblins Let’s shut off the combustion engines Let's throw them back like the tea in Boston Let's push the button that nukes Washington Damn right we have the right to bare arms. We were born with two that’s all you need to protect from harm Getting rid of sidearms will make the sale halt on alarms Maybe even all arms. That’s the gospel everyone should teach. That puts hospitals in everyone’s reach A speech that will have the president impeached. That alone will give you the grace needed on the Day of Judgment Just be vigil like a Father Eyeballin anyone standing on pavement I know you feel this so speak up. Don’t Sit and pray. It is important to show up speak your mind on voting day. Cause with nuclear fall-out. There is no cars, no planes, no populations So let’s all shine like a red dwarf star as we start the evacuations |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
Good flow to this. I like the variety in vocabulary here. My only criticism is that the subject jumps around quite a bit within paragraphs. Excellent flow though. |
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Def-init Member
since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Thx for the feed man. Just a side note though. The topics are supposed to jump around all over the place. Its a poem not a rap so flow isnt really what I was aiming for. |
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