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Lost Angels
martyred
Tupac Amaru Shakur
Los Angeles
thug poetry
40 ounces of malt liquor
Olde English and calligraphy
slurring my words…
sounds as if I’m speaking in cursive
Thursday 17th October 2024 10:53 pm
Kill Me Now
Every Day I Dodge A Bullet.
Every Day I Shoot Myself.
Every Day I’m Looking Inward.
Inside I Die As Well.
Death Like.
Spilling The Ink.
I’m Lost In Every Day.
I Think.........
Forget My Dreams And Sleep.
What Is Here, Un-Surrounds.
Kill Me Now.
Sunday 26th May 2019 3:32 am
FOURTH SONNET
We worship the Unholy Trinity,
Our Gods of War demand child sacrifice,
Fresh blood must flow for all eternity,
Wide eyed and shiny booted they’re enticed.
Before the altar of Church, State, Arms Trade,
The top-brass gleam in searing summer sun;
Smart ranks of little darlings on parade,
Think: ‘daddy’s war must have been so much fun’.
If they should di...
Friday 2nd July 2010 10:11 am
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