Inside the leather cover
Of a book,
Lies this memory:
A joint in the wind full
Of excuses that inspire,
Life giving words
That you reap and require.
Emotion fortresses
Engulfed in fire.
I’m…
Refusing to
Take societies strand
Addicted to the
Consumptions at hand
These scenes are
My houses of demand,
Where I listen
To the lessons of the land…
I’ve…
Gotta’ listen to
The reggae to stay alive,
Must live a life
Of blues, to survive
Smoke a joint
Anti sober, to revive
These wounds of
Age, towards I strive!
Input for the output
To suffer is to create,
To spread anger is
To spread your hate,
Listen to the
Counting clocks of fate
To count up,
The time you’ll
wait.
You’re just waiting for
Your
Turn
To Speak…
Author notes
Just a little song we're working on with a sort of reggae feel to it.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Blown away
It is madness to comprehend just how good this is. I don't know where the spark for this came from but, it is an inferno now. This isn't a great job because your older works were great. This one blows them away. It seems like a new style that you are writing in and I love it.
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woah. this is awesome. deep lyrics full of meaning...ooh I love this dear. It is great! I love this:
Gotta’ listen to
The reggae to stay alive,
Must live a life
Of blues, to survive
amazing
awesome work. I love the read. You have written this so well
much love,
checkmate.
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