Toes

Sharpen sword,

Grease gun,

Bear being boxed,

Repeat readings,

Wait… wear weight,

Plough pen through paper,

Stay on your toes.

Blinded

Fog rolling over treetops, water falling,

Thoughts creep into your heart, river flowing,

Didn’t know it at the time

I was just a youngin’

Doctrine taught, bread broken, ideas injested,

Head hot, temper flared, intentions preheated,

So son, look past appearances,

You’ll keep yourself, no brother insurances,

Man is wolf to man, woman wolverine, heart ripped out

Wearing sheepskin coats, inciting doubt,

Step back; take time to think things through, seen,

Only colour to concern colours treetops green,

The fog just blinded me to that clue

Don’t blame your eyes, they don’t lie,

This was perception’s prerogative, formed in the mind,

Soul search, aim to move off of character,

Set aside feeling, use strategy

All else evaporates, simple equation.

Serenity

Sometimes we followed,
At times we lead,
Working together,
To get her,
Mother Nature,
In our stead,
Instead she trumped,
Trunk trapped us,
Wooded serenity,
Went to our head.

Spoiled Ones

For the spoiled ones always want more,

Two, three, forty-four,

Lazy minds seek short-term profits,

A hand, arm, livelihood devoured,

As long as the glove fits,

Thieves grow from a rotten core.

OJ

Single minded

as a single

mind can be:

A concentrated

concentration of

intelligence juice

oooooozing free.

Desire

Dark Disciplined

Independent Intellectual

Bodacious Beauty

Is what I,

Bastard

Bastard is a word,

created for children.

When it was really

birthed, originated

in the World – Earth:

With Man when he

conquered, came,

turned left and hurt.

Walk in These

This young brother copped, chopped,

No bad birds, origin pure Peruvian,

His stock exploded, volcano dispersion,

Vesuvian runners, running for Vulcan.

Had dome blown, bloodied sheets,

Eight ball feats lead to leaden,

Bullet ridden halls and walls,

Chuck’s red Taylors on wires,

A Hustler’s story to be told…

Levels

Life has come to teach me that there are levels to shit that only wealth can provide,

But if time is invested in the hustle in order to allow you to experience that drive,

Was it worth the wait to see what made you want to see that side,

Slip on a ring, make her your bride?

Answer lies in successfully successively stacking stock in your youth,

While in age separating the game from the truth.

Speed Up

If you slow down, sit, feel ground,

Green, to red, turnin’ too blue,

The anxiety will burn, kill you.

Hunt

Slipped into a Trojan,

Horsed around,

Spartan disguised.

Retrieved wife:

My Sun, Moon,

and Stars.

A Verse that

brought

poetry to life.

Bought me a

universe, a purpose

to invest in.

Beyond serious,

wars have been

started over less.

The Long Short

Long story

short

I Long

for

Her.

Dynasty

Fallen ones laid down to rest,

Decomposing down into the ground,

Laying down the foundation for the next,

And the cycle continues,

Dynasty views.

Death

Human waste amidst nature’s beauty,

But who’s the hunter and the hunted,

For death takes us all,

Cockroaches encroaching.

Imitation

Infinite Imitation,

brain stem, trunk,

corpus callosum, branches,

cerebral cortex, leaves,

neuronal explosions, photosynthesis.

Heaven or Hell

Questions left my ancestors seeking answers in the sky,

Proclaiming paradise was out of reach, mortal bodies couldn’t fly,

Righteousness they endeavored to teach, fearing a sinister force,

But both places have always existed here, influencing, chartering our course,

For heaven and hell take their stately seats in our malleable mind,

And you will find that whichever seed you plant will respond to you in kind,

Brothers and Sisters, drop the spades and spread your wings,

Rise, rebuild your empires, crown yourselves Queens and Kings.

La Petite Mort

Sometimes you

have to die,

a little bit,

in order to

live again;

To die, in order

to live, in order

to die, in order

to live…

In this chaotic world.

Growing Pains

Planted in an urban jungle it was a struggle to survive,

I rose like a rose from the concrete, ambitious to thrive,

But in order to change, grow from a new position,

How do I uproot my roots, surgically remove myself – physician,

Without severing those same roots, becoming estranged from my origin,

Blame could be laid on close ones for confusing development with sin,

But the drip of concrete has been entering their veins for years,

Calcifying dreams, making them easier to break, enhancing fears,

So how can I expect them to envision my vision when they didn’t chase theirs,

Be careful of falling into routine, comfort, for your real cares will be invested into foreign shares.