Money…
watch it
stack it
throw it
Spend it
burn it
give it
Count it
live for it…,
Live without it…,Broke!
Lavishly exquisite
cravings
splurge to
wealthy
maybe
or
forgotten
treasury
grinding
serviceable
wages.
Clocking
the dollar
nail digging
the dimes
counting
down
Calendar
pages
one
paycheck
at a time.
Safe for
safety
Account Balances
in slowly
moving
allowances
functional
originally
depleted
greedily
and
eagerly
to the
Jones
to be
in between
Money
just to Be.
Nerves
running
and
ruining
the insides
no longer
hiding
or
playing
peek-a-boo
it’s the truth
lurking and jerking
the mind
to fall back
behind
in the present
moment
fading
away
from
sunrise to sunset.
Uplifting
in boring
waves
of
motivational
quotes
overflowing
frustration
sinking the
boat
to sail
in any destination.
Touche
Anchors Away!
Swaying
back and forth
between the
shore
to
shootout
trajectories
labeled
fatal
Boom!
Emotional
explosions filled
the air in fireworks
rowing far
from the
shoreline
in
time
to not
return.
A fighter
inside and out
each muscle
used
without a doubt
there’s
doubt.
Putting on the
gloves
Hit, Hit, Kick, Hit,
no pain
no gain
sweating thru
each bit
of grump
magnifying
the trumpet
to hear
“She Will Win!”
Defeating the
enemy
within
killing the
opponent
in the ring…of the bell
next round
drink and exhale.
Ready…Let’s Go
more rounds for
the opponent
to hit the floor.
Flossing
gem
spinning
color wheels
of BlackBerry
motivations
caught up
lying and laying
to
intertwine
falsehood
of brotherly
love
squeezing
out faded
woven
shreds
to
decorations
of mess
on the
floor
locked up
stuck.
Young buck
followed
around
as a sniffing
pet
to substain
lively hood
writing
on walls
He Could’ve Been
WHO?
Inking out
from the
inside out
in rehabilitation
released on
polluted soil
to petal
wheel spins
in the grave.
Said to much…
Said to little…
Said what
was said
to get off my
mental…
Brewing
hot
percolating
from the
soul
to
stop
before
screaming
out of control…
The repetitive
strain
of
accumulated
trauma
and
keeping the
stress down
from
the everyday
drama…
Laying
knees
to chest
holding
the ground
for
what’s next
To
Stand up…
Who really
knows what’s
on a
person brain?
Mind
myself
I will
never be the
same…
Shake, Rattles,
and rolls
me
around
enough
in
lessons
from
depression
to
add back
a positive
light
and
get rid
of
things
that
weren’t right…
Easier said!
Making a wish
on the
stars
above…
Let us
clear slate
from your
previous
to my past
making
our
future
a
victorious
forecast.
Intertwining
our
complexities
together
making
our
lives
better
unfiltered
and unhindered.
Let us
love
without sin
opening
our
eyes using
all senses
to start
again
in trust
and loyalty.
Weaving
together a
gravitational
bond
listening
deep
to our
heartbeats
united
in
our faith
as one
in a
royalty union
staged
to be
our
final
journey
of Love.
Knock, Knock,
keep pounding
ain’t
letting you
in
doubled locked
ready…
right
to defend
hand steady.
Say what you
feel…
hold up
that can’t be
real…
that’s not
your reality…
who are you
in this society?
Open up
to the
truthfulness
of sincerity
it’s a rarity
but,
it’s
clarity
to express
or maybe
not
to express
in a world
filled with
everyone
can be judges
and paid critics,
reality
can be
spinned
for
anybody
to spit at it.
No cares
from me
if my
realness
don’t
pass your test
but,
if you come
thru
my
Threshold
there’s
answer
to
what’s next…
