Word Up son despierta
There is a schism in your soul
Somewhere lurking behind your confidence
dark depression is waiting around the corner
wanting your security to slip
paid minimum wage and no attention
Inspiration been getting bored at the job
wanting to take a permanent vacation
perhaps relocate with a more community
minded brother with more dedication
to his craft which has so much potential
But there he goes out the door about to run
down the same streets so many done got
gold medals in ghetto forgetting nothing
remembering everything that don’t mean
something so much of the world depends on
perception which you been lacking lately
Did I mean perspective either way adds up
to the sum of zero gain faulty assumption
shaky planning leaves you standing in rain
palms full of tears god has cried on your behalf
You won’t get anymore blessings
He has done lost too much sleep too much hair
too many wrinkles mad back pain pacing back
and forth trying to figure out your destiny
Not an easy dude to work with you know
So damn stubborn want things your way
like you just gonna get out the hood
you just want freedom you just want love
These are elemental human desires pa
Everyone around you is scrapping scraping
as much if not more and here you are
bended knee old crucifix hands together
prayer like the next poem you wish you could
write your way into heaven hustle the doorman
for free admission and perhaps if he feeling cool
a free drink longing for the trip to the final resting
will be comfy cozy easy even cono pana
I won’t try to g you or gas you
WAKE UP bro
Your voice about to leave you
If you lucky you might catch her
receive pity break up sex
before she gets on that bus
outta town to parts unknown
7.29.2009
new shit been a while
Give this poem
the energy worthy
of defining your life
otherwise you just up here
producing background noise
while we drink
and I tell you
lounge music
far better captures the moment
Please scream about
conspicuous atrocity invisible anarchy
so that we can break down
the revolution
in a 3 minute 24 second song
to broadcast on Top 10s
across the fine nation
Summarize the struggle
in a 1000 words or less
complete with paragraphs
punctuation and footnotes
that follows MLA standards
Autotune your agony
so that your pain is pitch perfect
X ray your integrity
Plan an exit strategy
that will claim victory
in the war with yourself
Anxiety staged an occupation
on your confidence
which has been conditioned
to resemble a colony
Give love a lobotomy
Replace romance with reality
so that hunger dies
Happiness stands 6 feet above chance
Balance dreams and fantasy
so you can let the sun shine in
hurry hurry
step right on in
Make miracles from your morals
these minds can never go to waste
they all chase memories of happilyeverafter
with visions of brighter yesterdays
Confused by the directions
Afraid to ask questions
So let these thoughts these offerings
these psalms bring them
close to neverending critical consciousness
Make that shit cool
I dare you to drown death
and resurrect life
Turn the misery to money
Feed them hope no longer hungry
Push the wind to they back
as they grind in the streets
Dead overcooked beef
as they seek peace
Go right to the edge
Think twice about jumping
Realize the time you been here
been worth
the sum of your blessings
remainder of your nightmares
Wake them up
Realize right there
in the middle of palms sweaty
sometimes unsure timid
but always ready
To rise push pull
lands you never seen
Shake they souls
Summon spirits speak it loud
No more mumbling stumbling
with clarity they will hear it
voice regal triumphant and proud
the energy worthy
of defining your life
otherwise you just up here
producing background noise
while we drink
and I tell you
lounge music
far better captures the moment
Please scream about
conspicuous atrocity invisible anarchy
so that we can break down
the revolution
in a 3 minute 24 second song
to broadcast on Top 10s
across the fine nation
Summarize the struggle
in a 1000 words or less
complete with paragraphs
punctuation and footnotes
that follows MLA standards
Autotune your agony
so that your pain is pitch perfect
X ray your integrity
Plan an exit strategy
that will claim victory
in the war with yourself
Anxiety staged an occupation
on your confidence
which has been conditioned
to resemble a colony
Give love a lobotomy
Replace romance with reality
so that hunger dies
Happiness stands 6 feet above chance
Balance dreams and fantasy
so you can let the sun shine in
hurry hurry
step right on in
Make miracles from your morals
these minds can never go to waste
they all chase memories of happilyeverafter
with visions of brighter yesterdays
Confused by the directions
Afraid to ask questions
So let these thoughts these offerings
these psalms bring them
close to neverending critical consciousness
Make that shit cool
I dare you to drown death
and resurrect life
Turn the misery to money
Feed them hope no longer hungry
Push the wind to they back
as they grind in the streets
Dead overcooked beef
as they seek peace
Go right to the edge
Think twice about jumping
Realize the time you been here
been worth
the sum of your blessings
remainder of your nightmares
Wake them up
Realize right there
in the middle of palms sweaty
sometimes unsure timid
but always ready
To rise push pull
lands you never seen
Shake they souls
Summon spirits speak it loud
No more mumbling stumbling
with clarity they will hear it
voice regal triumphant and proud
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