SeasonsA Poem by SW..if..TYSeasons change just like your feelingsSelect none, comin in at a ton is The hit of a 50mm gun, puncture the lung/ Try and breathe while choking underneath Then hung up like a Christmas holiday wreath/ Here you are in Fall like a colorful dead leaf Be careful how much you show those teeth So take a seat please, acknowledge the bare trees/ Show me the life and color within them Pain and strife, a b***h for a mother, is from where I stem Everlasting prodigy is a necessary commodity The monopoly prophecy of bureaucracy democracy There's no mythology to this hypocrisy And this creates animosity with serious ferocity So when a lil ingenuity becomes an abnormality The brutality of reality kills your sanity My insanity capacity gives me the audacity to leave the galaxy To elaborately create a mass catastrophe happily Runnin out a rhymes like you in bankruptcy So listen as I scream blasphemy from this balcony
As I struggle to realize and socialize Givin the middle finger to corrupt fucked guys Ain't tryin ta jeopardize my enterprise
© 2013 SW..if..TYAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 16, 2013 Last Updated on March 16, 2013 AuthorSW..if..TYCharlotte, NCAboutI am brutally honest thinker, If something crosses my mind, chances are im going to say it, or write it down, whether its a rhyme, or a random thought on a random topic. I love poetry and song writing.. more.. |

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