Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Our Labor




You don't have a clue  
Like the first time you touched a rubix cube 
The rubric raised 
You want to be perfect?
Score a hundred then cube it. 

Visualize:
Emmett-sized being beaten Emmett-like victims 
The hopeless become strong only to victimize 
thus creating other victims 
It's the cycle created 
a play, manifested 
a few manage walk off stage
a few fall slave to the play
None of the characters live to see what life could of made.

From the beginning standards tried to alter our native
But artists accepted no alternative
We never compromised
Screaming just as our ancestors
In our voice is where our ancestors ideas lies 
Freedom
We embrace color
literally and metaphorically in massive amounts of magnitudes
We misuse rulers for measures
Pay no attention to the lines 
We painted on the outside
Of buildings where they distribute federal pensions
these same structure's create and stimulate financial prisons  
Because they raised the cost of living
while the dollar died 

Retirement at 65 so its a rat race is full 
old people trying to work for a few extra dollars 
Steady working nine to fives 
clock-in early
beg for overtime 
clock-out and die
for the sake of trying to maximize 
our net-worth. 

That's when society puts us in catalog categorized as not nearly alive
It happens somewhere right after a mid-life crisis
Everyday I'm alive I want to live
Every breath I take a I'm thankful to her
Cause I don't believe gods a man
However I believe that man made god in his image
to constitute the pillage 
We constantly hear stories of how people was raped and stripped from their villages 
What we fail to realize is these are currect events
repeating historical instances

I hate wearing stripes unless its my socks 
Red and white
Christmas for Christians 
The flag for politicians
they say religion and state doesn't mix
but settle instances and coincidences like this exist 

The Metropolis 
Full of politics 
For any black man
convicted without Cochran to back him
The judicial system push cock up in him 
Automatically assumed he's uneducated 
Prolific astigmatisms about negative cognition 
…Now the legal system

A visionary literary vigilant…
This isn't anywhere near finished. 

2 comments:

  1. Reading your work ALWAYS stimulates my mind. Keep it up and NEVER stop writing. This is real...and the world needs YOU.

    P.K.

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  2. loved it, it really brought the truth out. keep it up.

    Thomas, S.

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