I
can't
take
it
any
more
The streets reek of lies, underaged sex, and stories of horror that never hit public stores
The police station is pretty and bright
The pond is lit up at night
Green
Mother
Fucking
Chili
You
Illiterate
Ignorant
Assholes
"I have never seen a black person"
45 minute drives with no medians or lights
Walmart is guarded like Guatanamo Bay at night
DUI
DWI
No
Entertainment
Go
Farm
Work
Work
Work
Work
Is it hunting season yet?
Work
Work
Work
Is the camper ready?
Work
Work
WORK!!!
Can't find a friend, they don't really like us
We're different, I guess. Which is surely something you can't trust
The Indian Feast is tomorrow and I can't deny?
Why? Will they take up more land than they already have?
Why, yes. Yes they will.
L
O
L
Casino here
Casino there
Casinos at $7.50 an hour everywhere!
Empty hospital beds soaked with beryllium and high salaries
Empty classrooms soaked with remains of a heroin high diet free of calories
Full Cemeteries and wreaths that weep
Full collection of head wraps to shield the baldness you know keep
Cancer
Cancer
Cancer
Work
Work
Work
The green on the mountains are coming back!
Don't drink the water!
Have a drink, or two, or three
Then be all you can be in your new Chevy on the streets
R
I
P
My cousin, uncle, sister in law, aunt, neice, grandma, dad
Died
300 people mourn the same cries
Oh well
Get a job at the lab and all will be fine
$18.54 for steak?
That's a bad ass cow
We do it because no one asks us how
Union this
Union that
Pay the union dues
But don't expect pay back!
Have you tried the heroin?
It's the best on the block
Baby lets go out the weather is nice, it's finally hot
Ok, where do you want to go?
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
OUT!
I am but a puppet to my heart's passion
In the crudeness of the night
Truth and shadows mimic the twilight
And things that hide in the light
Become plainly and vividly in sight
There is a rawness to utter darkness
It is, in my opinion, what many fear
Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears
As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near
Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.

"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."
Me, myself, & my mic

"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.
Self Portrait
My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Desperate
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 3:49 PM
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1 comments:
Damn what a life to live...... with time and energy and the power you have you can change it.... wait it's a mindset..... sad sad world!!
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