Affirmative Proaction

Sincere Ignorance

happy 2012

i know mad late, but blessings to anyone coming through here and still checking this out. been living fams, that is all. won't be kissing no one's ass to get a feature. won't be coming outta pocket to spit at your open mic. i'm happier than i've ever been just writing for the sake of. maybe one day your college will have me back and i'm looking forward to it. props to stony brook, st thomas aquinas, st johns and el museo for showing me some love. hope to get back to the nuyorican some time soon. i got the green light to be rocking so i might just pop up at your reading. but what's good with spots charging talent? all i can offer is these words, as broke as they are. hope that is enough. pa'lante gente. holla at me on facebook, twitter, and tumblr. this will always be here. for you. antmorales.tumblr.com

look what i found

Upside Down

Feel the need to disconnect

My sphere of influence spinning

Diamonds in the rough

It is never enough continuous movement

On time though late mind reclined

To syncopate reevaluate

Put myself back on point

On a grind that seems to cause friction

No questioning my identity whole gangsta is fiction

Mine is more something exotic you never seen

Though connected to earth soul in the stars

So my destiny you wish for a brighter tomorrow

In the rotten manzana don’t hope to beg or borrow

Must really be thorough cause courage at a premium

Short sale on suckas you could purchase your persona on ebay

Your experience lacks references

Potential could be powerful credential

Only if you do the magnificent brilliant spectrum

Might connect your 7 powers was only if willing and able

To twist your accolades and burn in memory of

Your ancestors whose cages have shaped your lens

The morning time looks odd after battle

The bodies on the floors rendered invisible

Inventing new catharsis because the metamorphosis

Been far from easy spent enough years

Chilling with greasy handshakes mumbled what you said

I hear you exactly I’m fed by fried frustration

That got my hemorrhoids hurting

Wasn’t in preparation to ache

Though my pain

Could wake the planets shake

If you take stock

You find that your holdings are private

Congratulations are in order

As I sit right next to what might make me

Uncomfortable any other occasion

Than right now I scribe the scroll

Declaring my art will be forever outta control

With the penmanship of prior transgressions

I take the weapons away from whoever claims authority

The majority resist as the minority insist on the chance

To beg to differ at a quicker speed to decipher

The higher message almost electric how the pace

Will require you to inspire

The radio voices over the bridge

Your train of thought allow you to run local

For those still traveling slow motion

Every answer you need lies within you

Just been ignoring the heavenly séance

You might have been on

At one point

But when did you fall

Will you stand tall

To answer the final call?

My fatigue factor got me focused on

The flickering finish line

Might maybe a mirage but that image in my dream

Will keep me going forever owing debt

On that shit that don’t remain

Your tears have become refuge

Your smile my dedication

Your face rearrange the way I see mourning

Your heart make me realize a new day is dawning

Am I sincere in my purpose

Perhaps my truth makes you nervous

I meant for you to be precisely secure in your secret self

Releasing my delf but can’t declare the winner

Until we have a photographic finish

Oops the cameraman must have forgot

To reload the film

The wind has mustered

The message to make you move beyond

Stay alive child

Keep on living until you are gone

get you some

Perspective

Why so glum chum

Few steps away from being a bum

Those gloomy skies match

Your vision of the future

How many moons removed

From your higher education pinnacle

Are you still broker than windows

On a rotten theory leading to your confidence demise

182’s motto was reach for the stars

But the clouds won’t break for you to make a wish

You have just missed opportunity

That slid through for your eventual uprising

Almost caught yourself sizing up your coffin

Why has lately the brain been drifting often

To your large shortcomings

Still running away from where you need to be happy

Wearing a caged bird mask adding your luggage

Under eyes still searching for what is meant

No fleeting fantasies assassinating your apathy

Life in crosshairs don’t know whether

To duck or scream

It was all a dream

Until being above 30

Pockets on Bugs’ ears have you in

Uncomfortable hypothermia

Parts of your heart are frostbitten

Warm up to where you at

You worked hard for each blessing

As you are teaching learn from your lessons

Not just burning those confessions

In every session producing more questions

Was there ever a definitive statement

Declaring your innocence

Privilege just a higher potent poison by Hennessy

Looking for enemies when you have been your own worst

Probably scribbled classic verses

Already forgotten soon as ink dries on wrinkled page

Like furrowed brow with matching receding hairline

Demonstrates how demons got you far from straight

So twisted you are crooked looking for way out

With back to wall crowd rapidly forming

Slowly breaking down while neck has

Felt the lashes of whips self congratulations

No Barry Horowitz but even he was dedicated to grind

Advanced digital age no rewind button to fast forward

Dubs of you fronting who has ever had your back

You make your own path looping around

The track to remember vital purpose

Are you working hardly enough

Do what you have to thrive

What else do you want to discuss? 

rainy days make me feel like

Moody Blues

I

Poor favors let you know

Eso si que es (SOCKS)

If you got feet I got something

That might cover the chilly chills

Make sure you read the fine print

Before signing that deal

Might have your life on auction to the lowest bidder

All that fire water makes your grill bitter

Like the sour overpowered all actions

What happened to that passion

Christ being whipped out

Had Viejas praying to the senor for bendiciones

Saying gracias for their good graces

Amazing existence hasn’t expired

Before you retire allow for some sort

Of impact contributing to the world’s rotation

Name is one of primary attributes

So don’t underestimate infinite worth

Purpose must define search

Finding whatever remains in front of perplexed puzzle

Switch up your context

Develop your content

Thoughts are true sums of where you are headed

If you declared your visions

Effort must be effective

II

All praises due for making that move

Elevating somewhere beyond the block

Watch alternate versions of yourself

Running away from cops as they raid the spot

Looking for invisible trap doors

Next to cracks in the ground

How does the view sound?

Like sirens lighters flicking harsh curses

Frustrated cries releasing cold bullets to fly

To places we dreamed we could touch

Rush of blood floating backwards

In congested veins bringing goosebumps

To skin’s surface

Hardest work has been overstanding the cost

Of weight attached to slumped shoulders

Every soldier eventually goes back home

Whether in a box or flawed flesh

Unable to shake fatal mistakes

That have you second guessing present actions

Progress has you considering

Against the grain struggle lack of hustle

Has resulted in your broke baller status

Cold season has only affected your preexisting disorder

Younger perspective us comtemporary character

Would be a complete slaughter

Pick up quickly whatever you left behind

III

Ain’t nothing particular holding you down

Allow the empty air to easily oppress

Cool wind discourages you to bounce

How rapidly ounces disintegrate to cloudy emotions

Potions evaporate in front of chemical reactions

Causing molecules to collide

Breakdown of atomic structure

Secondary rupture causing slippage

On your sure footing

Putting your point of view on full blast

Don’t drop the climate control setting

Frosty to brisk regretting reason

Believing in false ideas

Has you committed to false fuckery

That follows even more that fickle shadow

Have you bathing in shallow puddles

Figuring out what is currently happening

Like answers missing puzzle pieces

Destiny’s thesis lacks solid evidence

No credible references in hood’s tenements

Step foot in traps of shaky perhaps

Might land in solid maybe

Whatever your wet noodles

Don’t leave them dry without sufficient gravy

Lately really was all of a sudden

Claiming you are part of something

You are bluffing

IV

Your mood is connected to the clouds

When hanging low feels like you could grab the sky

When split open until bright blue

Confused by too many options

Locked in uncomfortable rigidity

Typically decisions flavored by whatever

You could put off for later

Better to be a creator

How your faith manifested

Confidence be battle tested streets approved

Polyrhythmic revolutionary groove designed

To inspire conspicuous popular consumption

Assumption of apathy towards every action

Precise reaction to soul clashing

Responsibility should give you sense of proper direction

Upon further reflection

Realize few protections from inevitable struggle

Listening to same songs

Heard different melodies

Homeopathic remedies more powerful

Than prescription invented to distance resistance

So futile

Anticipating fast transportation

Road guaranteed to have pothole turbulence

Disturbance in truculent universe

Find serenity

In silent solar system

Under star that guides your path