AOWL Week 10: Vulgar (2-0) VS. TopicalDood5 (4-0) [VULGAR WINS, 7-3.]

[Just Write]

You’ve shown me so much patience so I’m paying respect
We’ve known each other since Ancient Sumer and Acadian texts
We used to bleed Mother Earth dry & drug her with Ritalin samples
Now I realize that I was just too aggressive for most women to handle


Family units broken. We file “the strong survive” on Miscellaneous shelves
My cardiovascular strength isn’t even good enough to pace in this cell
I’m an indentured servant to bankers, it’s hell, but I’m thankful as well…
since this predicament has managed to put me back in touch with you
Maybe we can sit by the campfire and discuss life, smoke a dutch or two


This is the Earth’s land, not the vicinity of some guy in a suit
Or a tyrant, a brute, who tries to reduce population while acquiring loot
I tried to compute, I was David pondering what Goliath would do
A biproduct of this barren environment…a stranger in an empire of coups.

vs.

1960; People's Republic of ChinaThirty million: the invisible numbers.
Dry blistery tongues, struck with miserable hunger
Praying for the considerate kiss of a gun to bring infinite slumber
The carnivorous sun beats on victims like symphony drums
Until skin is vermillion in color; a charred agrarian slave is
Paid in various grains, while the General reaps incomparable wages


Invariant matrices riddle the nefarious state - People's Communes
An endless cycle of labor, the whispers of evil call you
And you work until your feeble fall through - coerced into service
Till your used up and collapse before a metallurgical furnace
Vertebrae curving - under the colossal weight of this hostile state
Rebels abducted and vanished at the witching hour..Their blood drips from the lips of Mao's vicious scowl
With no device to limit power - his subjects collapse like broken vessels- The apathy of an open desert beneath the Sun's angry flame
is The helm and call of his scary reign -
1977; Democratic Republic of Kampuchea*Villagers huddled in filthy corners


Skin stretched thin over ribs, these victims tortured
In this prison, corpses riddle floors like sickened portents
Of the grimness forming -It tumbles in to the prison in the form of Cambodian villagers
Those abducted - stolen, imprisoned till the end of their eroding existence
It's so cold - they're either frozen or prone to explosive conniptions
And they're eyes hold the visions - they've recently seen
Desperate stares tell of the red Khmers
Like a fever dream -



this was a battle of the titans, i loved both pieces for different reasons. vulgar, you have like buddah said a nack for putting a powerful message into elegant vocabulary and still making it come off proper. you're definitely one of my favorites having read a couple things from you now. i really enjoyed your take on this (in my eyes) difficult topic, the benz line really got to me and i definitely agree that our view as to what is more important in life these days have been tainted. anyways all in all beautiful drop. tropical, again you started off strong as well and while im not as familiar with the references you made i did enjoy this for the most part, i dont know if it was (and this is speculation) you being intimidated against vulgar or you just being rushed but from what i read last week vs what i read this week it just seemed a few parts were forced due to the vocab and also some of the parts i got lost in. technical wise this was sound. the above lines were my favorite, as with vulgars. anyways between these two great competitors it could have gone either way but im going to have to go with vulgar for just a more favoritable verse in my eyes. bravo to both of you.