Poetry

Over Here

It’s scary over here…stay safe over there…no honor over here…no such thing as fair…never go off what you feel…only deal with what’s real…keep your lips sealed.

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Poetry

Playing Field

I don’t care about leveling the playing field…I play it how it is, victory depends on my will…any obstacles I destroy and rebuild it to my advantage…in misery I refuse to languish….everyday is exciting and dangerous…I embrace it and release my anguish…take the good with the bad language…why the fuck would I change it…my diet is different so Im not on the same shit….why would I want to survive instead thrive…I rather die than never try.

Poetry

Early Mornings

These early morning days have me in an early morning daze…i sit and meditate before I go wandering through this maze…standing under the sun to receive my medicine from the rays…shedding bad habits so I can improve my ways….the mission is progression and elevation…there is no deviation…my miracles are of my own creation and determination…responsible for my own elation…my manifestations are scintillating…I create because I enjoy creating…my loving is worth more than those hating…Ok I’m ready..I stay steady…A King is a King even when the crown is heavy.