Sktzo | Poetry Vibe
Sktzo
This poet practices good karma and posts comments 33300
contest winner 3
contest winner
AWAKENING MINDS

Site Rank

RUBY

  double ruby
Total poems   600
Lifetime Views   184686
Total poems - 7 days   0
Total poems - 30 days   0
Total poems - 90 days   0
Total poems - 365 days   7
you need to login or register to leave a comment

TH€ ME$$@G€

CATEGORY

life

Views: 192

NO more graceness
Nothing but graveness
Where are the gracious
In this nation?
'Cause all I see
Is that people bleed
For creeds
As they worship
The War Ship
I've seen more shyt
Even seen scenes
So obscene
Like vermin persons
Abhorring 'more wit'
And choose to go to war with
The supposed abhorrent
Fighting wars with nations foreign
With no global warrant
But the ignoble warring
Choose to diffuse, their behavior horrid
And MOST have chose
To remain cold or froze
And ignore the throes of those
Our nation deems our enemy foes
Yet our energy knows
Our inner chi flows
What's more important!
Many are incapable
Unable to see more
Than just a tree in the forest
It's so appalling
More wars exploring
Simply ignoring
Elite repeat ghetto street defeat
Using the hood and 'well designed' Projects
Since age 12
I saw with more than my two optics
Thus I became a Brazen Maven
That spoke in Coptic
While I saw whores
Just slop the 'cop s'
And the 'thot tricks'
Became what todays
Verbally stumbling
Atrociously mumbling "HIP HOP" spits
They lost THE MESSAGE
To use spitting and tunes
Not simply rhythm & blues
To bless with lessons
Thus my writings and my reciting
Along with all recordings
Are for more than just performance
Thus my inner core is pouring
Hoping, to help those coping
With more than 'scoring'
So STOP your somnolent snoring
No! TRUTH aint boring
I speak and spake so quaint
With verbal syllabic paint
Highly grammatic acrobatic restraint
So begin your self-praise and adoring
Then begin to get 'more than
Heighten the process
Enlighten your progress
Do more as a messenger prophet
Than you do for profit
Learn then share your knowledge Gnostic
I CARE NOT who does forsake me
'Cause I was born in HADES
Land of the shady
Sights and sounds, were police rounds
And crack head babies
Sex slaves to what money paves
Saw more prostituted moisture
Than wetness of the Euphrates
Adidas suits and hungry ladies
Its so amazing
To see todays patrons & maidens
Simply go so crazy
Yet daily, they agitate me
Don’t you dare, try to castigate me
So pass the gate key
And simply wait
You cant dissuade or 'play me'
Because I entered earth, a child of dearth
Four years before 1980!
And the original MESSAGE
Was expressed in mid '82'
Now this MESSAGE is articulated
For those who love
And for those who hate me too!

You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.

Register

COMMENTS

Contest Winner  

2b2b2 says:

Whew....another wicked display....Bravo!
 

yin says:

Flow on God level

poems by this commentor


login below

Forgot your username?