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Former Emcee
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jayjara Member
since 2007-05-02
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Awoke in time for sharing food with a man, a former emcee. Scrutinizes now under debris. Looks, smells, hears just like me, but helpless with his ration in hand, a cane in the other to aid his stand. Rather tall in his soiled blankets that reach the earth, eyes of ash gape and salute jets flying so low, reminisces his worth. Muffled mic on stage, no audience to hear. Testing one, two, fear; O, why do they look so worry free? Blue circles still blur his vision from the stage lights so bright, burns his skin slurs his speech causes eye lids to crawl closed like curtains released on stage to end the show. But they don’t know, ‘He just threw it away in fantasy dreams, Syringes and seeing things.’ But they don’t know ‘Grandma never gave him enough attention to pursue some book.’ But they don’t know ‘Guns and money were his protectors; Sold out friends and killed his successors.’ But they don’t know And never knew how he gave his life for them. -J |
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