Peace VONA, still recovering hoping for the bright future

“….our fate cannot be taken from us/it is a gift “– Dante

Fear is a fallacy

Inherit your blessed bestowed gifts

Embrace unusual

Walk around focused

Be wise in your wandering

Wish for what you want

Wait for it

Squeak one out

What shall be wonderful

No more fuck shit

How about some love shit

Don’t be done with future

Future is not done with you

Tomorrow may be uncomfortable

Uncertainty is very necessary for elevation

Clock pushes you towards triumph

Grab a handful of hope and hold on

Send out a smoke signal

Communicate to the clouds

Consider contribution to canon

Cultivate courage out the chaos

Like conviction to admit your flaws

Accept mistakes as mark of growth

Icy slope when you can barely walk straight

Prevent demise of ideals

Invested instincts influenced by elders’ errors

Look to the mirror forgive us

Recall you forgot agony to sit still

Capture your pretending

Gather what you left behind

Bid them peace salutations blessings

Presence es un placer

De conocer cara de nino

Pero alma de hombre

Fried anger will mata hambre

Pero perezoso will engorda

Chubby chicho spare tire will be cute

One day more of you from dubs

Potency of pa’lante better not be paltry

Skimpy bolsas de poder

Temporary fix for long term monkeys

Fed salty peanuts to put on sideshow

Let the extraganza sabado gigante celebration

Set off with a cipher to get the MCs loose

Enough to see prophecy within their search

Decipher conspiracy

Divine lives outside church

Wherever you choose to worship

Will provide heavenly temple

Gospel grounded in gutter

Go on get the gold at end of pothole road

Your truest smile lies at faded yesterdays

Past is no longer your cage

peace beloved

Gutter Star Haikus

            For Sir Pop a Lot

Color schemes program

Brown shorties to become hood

Subliminal traps

By design you can’t

See sky over projects’ height

Won’t go where don’t see

hood flick

Glory Portrait

Dropouts about to get back in the game

Pop 40 highlights outta town escapades

Been afraid

Tomorrow might transition

Too comfortable to bounce so hastily

Lately becomes yesterday

Half a man cell decay evaporates with each pull

Lil higher stale lavender flowerpot

Opposite of true intelligence

Can’t get an overtime replay

Blown call at hood tournament

Do over suspect Watson flooded

Camouflaged hot boys ready to ignite fuse

Challenge your promotional single will ever

Reunite familia haven’t seen

Since shat for amusing embarrassment

Ayer chopped down faster than

Ancient swamp trees

Woodchip legacy

Projector on side of brick fades with sun

Rises over brighter mistakes

You can’t take back when your ball caught limbs

Bird shit dropped on brim

Chances are slim screams battle

Just to hear loud whispers

What we supposed to do with all this knowledge

Brag about ignorance

Or freely distribute jewels to beloved

Float gravity deadly possibility

Pluck grey hair

Wisdom be Achilles

No time for shook sons

Don’t question power

Voice is necessary

When old wounds get fresh scabs

Grab mother’s hand

Stop dumb weight crashing father’s dome

Should know lane by now

More confused how life will turn out

Stay rooted in faith

Happiness is not for sale

Point is to do it

Fuck depression if you fail

You succeed from your effort

This is not your fault

You don’t deserve doubt

Hang on to hope

Don’t dead your dreams

Impossible seems likely

Fighting air letting you breathe

Accept anger

Endless bliss crying hurts

Perhaps manana won’t end like this

Give thanks for your ground

Floor slanted to make you slouch

The real has just stepped into the house

Peace Maestro. Props to El Profe and Capicu

Something Simple

After John Rodriguez

Mama asked

You out there

Writing or puffing

Poet on park bench paranoid

Can’t avoid being naked

Santos scream

You better slide quickly or

Suffer reefer percussions

Scribble noise

So proud to be Story Avenue

Sound View rough drafts

Noble nightmares

Left block any chance could

Even though gone

Carry Clason Point in backpack

Move in silence

To the head so loud

You still smoking

Shorties still bugging

Homies grew up

Brothers outta town

Papa’s clubbing

Mama’s moving

Body weary

Bleak pastel shades

Steaming heavy

Too early in morning

Love’s hangover

Lonely shadows

Slow dancing diablos

Throwing piropos at cielo

Charm a silver lining out cloudy sky

No Tienes Miedo This Halloween

Do not be afraid

Do not be wicked when you barely been innocent

Do not be militant if you not willing to die for your noble fraud

Do not be self righteous when you can barely wipe your ass

Do not be curious if you comfortable in your ignorant bliss

Do not be wise fool be broke and happy with your simple ways

Do not expect tomorrow to be easy if you can’t deal with today’s troubles

Do not waste your soothing moments with tense tontos

Who have no sense of where they are headed like you

Lost hanging on rolling up hoping to hear something good

Do not judge the next man when you have been

As played out papi chulo as plastic playerific

Fatalistic fiend tempermental teen

Motherfucking machisto who makes up his own myth

Do not perfect your craft let your gut hang chichos all lovely

Do not hold onto heroes as superhuman

Pedestal got peglegs attached to carefully painted portrait

Do not get flashy with your fame stay simple as hungry as you came

Do not turn lame making literati laugh but the homies couldn’t catch the joke

Do not smoke with paranoid ghost dogs who take freebie chiefies

Do not weaken your speech to narrow your reach

Do not release your grip while riding shaky train

Do not just maintain current malaise escape invisibility completely conspicuous

Do not get lonely when crowded accidental flagrance purposeful fragrance

Do not be vague vagrant blend with transience transition your hues mix with greys

Do not be careful with what you say careless what you can sculpt rocky terrain

Do not let tears remain tasty salty cheeks stubbly bumble

Do not fumble mumble or grumble

Do not hold on to bundles you can’t handle

Pass out pounds

Roll up the Constitution so you can burn away your right to be a delirious luxury loving citizen of prepackaged organic

Do not take your anger out on a shadow

Darkness has nothing to do with your depths

How far you’ve sunk shows how much you can rise

Do not be shook or shy

World will see fear

As soon as you blink misty eyes

Fetti Cheddar Guap Paper Currensy Stacks

Disposable income

Preexisting condition with affliction

To ignoring cultural tradition

How can this transition into raw capital

Suitable for social economic political guerilla warfare

Known knowns

Known unknown

Hood shorties voluntarily give up

Because of subliminal intimidation

Plantations been preserved

Invisible chains around decaying brain

Withering body

Unhealthy processed bodega

Tasty synthetic food

Hunger pains give ill attitude

Students said it’s too dark in projects

Can only read by streetlight

Bleak vision fuzzy focus

They leave the TV on so commercials

Can program their dreams

Gold plated ghetto

Is not as shiny as it seems with

Delicious distraction

Fashionable fads

Terror trends

Can’t recognize

Who is enemy

Who is friend

None left

Vulture scavengers have bled

Remainder of revolution

Mosquito drone fly into ear

Make you zone to lower levels

Scan barcode of humanity

Only see veins intoxicated

Corrupt chemicals

Inedible vegetables

Seeds sown in contaminated soil

Guns oil diamonds

Carrot dangling silly rabbits

Will never feast

Ain’t no place safe

When eyes always watching

Plotting sophisticated algorithm

Disrupting electric signals

Governing stressed nervous system

Delayed reaction makes you

Destroy your brother

Slander your sister

Misguided violence produces

Empty existence

So ignorant never learned how to listen

Mire bobito

Pon atencion

Greatest weapon is a burnt tongue

Waiting to scream

Declare the pain

We need world to change

Overcoming internal conflict

Soul guiding purpose

Application of essential knowledge

Critical to resurrection of reason

Believe in pigment’s power

Melanin reflection of sun

Heart’s drum will forever keep a descarga beat

Ready to improvise the inevitable antidote to poison

Polluting our Pa’lante

Upon entrance

Make a ninja like exit

Leaving bodies behind you

With rest of tomorrow in front of

Glossy eyes unafraid of frightful fate

Is it all too late

To start making a comeback

Nah Son

Ain’t where you from

How you break out that trap