aware

I’m awake,

                                I vision a lotta projects

                                Filled with prospects

                                But benzes and Gucci lenses

                                Blur their optics

 

Starve your heart

Feed their pockets

 

                           Words flying fiercely from the subconscious

                           Briefly bringing back a new breed

                           Tired of this monotonous

                               

                           People, money, bullshit

                           We all equal, but is funny

                           We’re ashamed of the flag white            

                           Your man got killed but you doing his wife

                           I guess it isn’t that bad, right?

 

                           All these “masters”

                           Looking like experimental hamsters

                           Chasing for the wheel to stop

                           When will humans stop...?

                                      To kneel to pop. 

Author's Note

Raw intake, not cooked. The truth isn't medium rare

Reviews

[EloisaWrites]

The form and the style you used in expressing through this poem are impressive and brilliant. A lot of truth in this write. I like it as raw as you say that it is. :)

[Edmund S. Obumba]

Truth comes out hard..well put bro

[Morgan Storms]

"But Benzes and Gucci lenses
Blur their optics"
Great line, smart. I like it a lot.

[Asb]

great work....i would like to sing it daily...
awesome thought process...


cheers!!

[sivan]

Starve Your Heart
Feed Their Pockets

great piece of work... brilliantly scripted

[Calibaster]

I don't think that the swearing was necessary, but other than that, it was great! You put it very eloquently, well done! :) ;)

[Nwanna Onyeka Benedict]

Nice work. Keep on the good work

[TPK Stories]

A powerful write. Good job.

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

'But benzes and Gucci lenses blur their optics.' Love this line. A powerful write.

[rutherford]

great lines of hard reality. favorite observation was the line "words flying fiercely from the subconscious" Seems like our best inspiration comes from the place in between sleeping and waking. Very strong.