12/24/06 Sunday
1.40 p.m.
Thru ma mutha’s blood and tears I wuz born
And thru tha screams, she stayed strong
Toiling tha land she fed her seeds on corn
Only 2 be looked down upon with scorn
“Pacify that bloody bastard with a nipple!”
Tha cries were endless; a young cripple dropped!
Retardation went unnoticed.
Wounded nerves nobody deserves
My escape wuz non- tha less deleterious
Surrounded by walls amongst indolent men
I build more walls besides these walls
That were built 4 me; my heart stalls
Granted tha past follows into tha future
Both entwining in complicated confusion
Fact... life’s toughest lessons learned.
She taught me right
Now I hope 2 rectify what I burned
U c it’s alright 2 accept fate when u r outmanned
And it’s alright 2 vent in lamentations
I’m tired of this endless quagmire
Life’s perfect example of a satire
Often angry and vindictive
Ma’ personality became addictive
A labyrinth annoyingly repetitive
nats 06’’
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