Poetry Muzik : Adult Poetry

Poetry Muzik

By: Julia L. Clark

Let me help you certify your un knowledge brain

By traveling you down the hunger drought

Of society number one human race collapse.

Mirror reflection in to looking inside

The many miles you have traveled

Seeing the destruction of a once

Beautiful sculptured woman

Swaying her definition of meaning to civilization .

Her muzik spoke in silence of complete confidence

A low tolerance to non sense as her

Baby is constantly hollering the new infant life

Gets a swift to the meeting of

Filthy residue chicken bones.

Her mind zone has a seizure

She is a non believer

And her T.V. dinner

Consist of

Retailing her soft

Glossy Ouse River

Of rain tears of

Let the streets be my daddy

And let me slam the doors of

My pimp caddy

And make ends meet

So he can tick or treat.

I am the number one

Fast moving thing on

The streetz of

Robbing the game blind

Making you throw up

The language of my gang signs.

I feed your concubines

Rocked up packaged

White girl dimes

Because I am in a mental bind

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I am trying to blow up the game

I am hustla

With lyrics

I kick it anyway my finger tips feel it

Heal the dark pain

Of my women trapped in wars of insane.

The mind games of sickness is so hideous please tell me

Can beauty be that much of a curse?

I nurse a nourishment of new

Faith in my songs of

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