Oh what doth become of me

In a storm of surprising poetry

Flowing from the wings of a butterfly

Unto a hurricane and over the mountains

To bring joy where once was despair


written words urge me into my sobriety
am a learn to speak verse even though am a weak nerd
I got verbal variety reversing this worsenin
burns on my reality – depravity surgin

reoccurring like gravity my vanity in vane
distain snakin up a ladder badder than insanity –
pullin on the reins ov my brains but it has to be
rainin cats and dogs always down on me

the beast within I’ve learnt to sin in hedonistic ways
sit n praise the many rays ov love am a gonna wait
dunno why I gotto stay home anyways
lonesome even though I be chillin with da bays

amazed at my phases and self destruction
dysfunctional hazes grey skies align seduction
ov lovin drugs and suckin up to hugs with no fuckin
for somethin other than what I love I be cluckin


It’s time to get my real life back on the track
forget the raw deal my ordeal not gonna get it back
a line the ink spills on this pad in my flat
layin back slack thinkin how am I gonna act

while the leaf turns the beef burns – left to the dust
like a stiff – we learn to think in god we will never trust
rewind we earn if we don’t give a fuck
for dreams seems we need to be means to another’s luck

I aint givin love to the beliefs ov a fat cat
push to the shove am gonna get the cash n that’s that
hugs an shoulder shrugs no thugs I got the magic
god dammit gon slam it down mans underground have it

A tragedy of panic – mechanics to a twat’s carriage
evadin da taxes that we need to eat cabbage
savagery intended of a mad mans malice
keen to see we easily pleased to be the damaged

Cup o Tea

I’m awake as the day break an am makin a cup a tea
I breathe in the air an am starin at the tv
sucks to be me n I aint ready to be grown
38 years n I aint got nothin to show

I doubt my whole flow in this life I gotto sow them
seeds of reality am pleading for my sanity
be swimmin in a sea of sharks like a manatee
spark in the lightening frightened ov humanity

despite all the darkness I’ll brighten this depravity
let it be let it be left in this city
a ghost of me previous self I need a lift
be it pretty, be it gritty, need to live life’s a gift

shift to the next verse th worst of its over
need to submerge in my mind and be covert
hide from the world and so many of the hurting
disturbed n th nerves from this curse be within