Contention

Contention

A Poem by Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX

what's real
when your reality
is the third rail

they say
home is where the heart is
so what happens
when your heartless

born into the world
with the soft suppleness of flesh
just to be raised hard
steady feeding into the odds
steady defying god

taking on the persona
of the flame
burning bright until
they burn out of sight

clothed in worldly ways
self...
is the first that pays

steady eating yourself away

wake up
sharing a shower with death

oiling your body with regrets

thoughts as cold as the illest flow
froze in your knows
poised to pose

violence grows like prayers here

scotty's narcotics gotcha beamin
so you think

life is a enterprise
we trek through the stars
ridin in disconnected cars

breaking bread with demons
that demand your soul
takes a toll

walk slow and move briskly

they pale in comparison
so he rides around
in a 8 cylinder white horse
blastin revelations
out the windows

what's real
when your reality
is the third rail

what's real

circumvent the circumstances
that lead you away from your talent
and lead you to your last stance
glancing at your last glance

do the math
only through our division
can their tyranny multiply

what's real
when your reality
is the third rail

the enemy of my enemy
is my enemy
so when the enemy is in me
how does one defeat the "me."

what's real...

could it be the third rail



4fingers an a pen poetree


© 2017 Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX



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Added on October 19, 2017
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Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX
Tha Wind AKA VERBAL OX

Chicago, IL, Belize



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