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Old 05-31-2019, 01:34 AM   #1
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My inner troubles muster from mumbles of when
Tussling a tug of war equilibrium
humbled in vent through a jungle of me
judging the demons that speak tongues that are probably just me
trust clutching the dustiest den of my imagination set free
I fight and I claw past raw emotions and sense
oh but for if there was more for poor sorry old me
a silly critter gritting his teeth in the dark stark naked and horny
no penny to the name and dime on my arm
no tattoo sleeves or scars that I can claim as good art
I am the victim beneath the streets and for the stars
a starving artist that hungers for the pains that make the past
I am far beyond repair on a battle marsh of larks
clowns and circus performers in polka dotted camouflage
the stage is set and there is no curtain only stool and mic
I center myself and readjust my tie through the light
*testing,-*testing the crowd is silent as if death was held
then I fall deep within myself, what I project back is pure hell
on a crossroad a soul was stolen, sold and dripped in gold blood
so here I twinkle like the sun had blessed me in bold
but the crowd does not even gasp or move the rock for the mold
as death hugs the air and chugs back its last beer in this flood
STOP..! I say blink your eyes and show me some life
but the people just fade away naked into the dark of the night
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Life is like a buttered biscuit, minus the flakes
She’ll knock you down and take your, onus with haste
Kick a baby in them ribs, no, lemon to chase
Take what you can give and watch you, wither away
One step at a time she tells you, rise to your feet
Each skull’s a stepping stone those are, cries of the weak
Ignore the insolent and, fight for the dead
They use their thought not, as their, caught in a thread
Posting pictures glorified, hopes, are just dreams
Each like is monetized, denoted by cream
Either dollar-dollar or, spitting, orphans at fiends
I hope that you see, life’s a, struggle that bleeds
You can cover its seam, or quit this, jungle we breathe
Dangling feet; swinging, in autumn breeze
Either half stepping, two left feet, or, resting in peace
You can stand tall or just fold, the, difference is meek
Get what you seek, we all, drift when we sleep
Burn a leaf or oxygenate, just, sip from a tree
Life is ‘Too $hort’ Bitch! That’s a sound in a beat
Read’em-n-weep, Rational Rations got me eating disease
I can baritone a peep or harmonize and tap out
But i’d rather ‘cream of the crop’ and be alive and max out
Reach for the stars or get cold down bellow
The choice is yours, but your soul is mine…
Bobby’s World “Don’tcha Know”
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