I’m Tired, Weary, Fatigued, However You Want To Call It

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I’m tired, weary, fatigued, however you want to call it
This world is tearing itself apart, with no end in sight
Neighbors can’t stand the appearance of each other
If we don’t swerve, we’re all going to face the fiery night
Reject hate, reject them, reject the world’s system
I don’t care if kindness long ago went out of fashion
Don’t accept your options, make your own way
We need return to art, return to love & compassion
‘They’ are anyone who’ll tell you we can’t survive
Without stooping down to unconscionable degrees
Rebel, refuse & reclaim enlightenment & love
Lead ourselves away from their dysfunctional societies
God reserves a place in Hell for those who spout hate
Whether you believe in Christ or what Buddha taught
Love doesn’t see the differences between us
We can do better; a peaceful way must be sought
Politicians are no more than door to door salesmen
Fraudulent purveyors of the American dreamscape
But we, the silent underground, emerging each day
Fed up with their vision, proof that heroes don’t wear capes

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I’m Just Trying To Live My Life

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I’m just trying to live my life
Extending some gratitude along the way
Showing the people how I can love
For we never know when it’ll be our last day
I don’t always wake up with a smile
But it’s always easier if I somehow do
Grabbing black coffee & my woman’s ass
Together with a grin; I’m gonna make it through

She’s Looking So Fly

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She’s looking so fly
Perfect 10 on that Instagram feed
Don’t try to sell me anything
Just wanna see her authentic
Cannot compete with a weaponized vagina
An angry & bitter woman
With pent up rage
Who was the boy
To make her this way

I’m Not Worried About Your Conspiracies

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I’m not worried about your conspiracies

I’m just trying to make my bones

Your extremist beliefs bore me

I won’t sink my sword into your throne

The world will always keep spinning

I gotta take my seabag to the boat

You’ve doubled down on your pair of criminals

I’ve always known they’re a waste of my vote

To The Beautiful Blonde

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To the beautiful blonde
Who makes me move my feet
Forever will never be enough
Advancing in life, never to retreat
You makes my heart smile
Together as one within our days
Hands held tightly
Souls expose; naked in the morning rays

Word By Structured Word

  

Word by structured word
Searching for concrete textuality
She dropped her handkerchief coyly
Never again to forget her sexuality
Her head thrown back in a laugh
What makes her heart quicken its beat
I’m pacing – racking my distracted brain
Inspired to write, I hasten to take a seat

Projected Projects Of Fools & Rejects

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Projected projects of fools & rejects
Let it all flow from your heart & soul
Generations of towering acceptance
I heard your name in that rock & roll
Art making it okay to love again
Finding all the right ways to be free
Alone in your selfish dimension
Looking out over that swallowing sea
A chronicle of my words to save
I never questioned if anyone wanted
Though my ego is often wrong
A real perspective of posterity will remain haunted