A Poem...by Me

At birth, does our life become a bull’s eye?
Are we poised and prepped to live were hypocrites and fools lie?

If this is a dress rehearsal, why cant we
Get right and stay right, standing up like a propped tree?

When backs are against the wall
Two choices; either we stand or fall

I still believe love conquers all things
But my circumstances stalls those things

I mean it’s me, only
Ill never be a fake or phony

Will you please give me the EASY button?
I’ll probably just abuse it, being a glutton

But, shit, who wouldn’t
I’d press it for the good of those would couldn’t

Guns would kill only for the intention to eat
Drugs would be consumed only to enhance the streets

Marijuana would do…., shit, weed don’t harm!
Livers would be stronger so that liquor could only charm

Dope dealers would incorporate and raise capitol
Dope Boy Inc would knock of Microsoft, shares would be radical

But we all know Easy buttons do not exist
A figment of the imagination, now the BAD button, we can never resist

Real talk,
White chalk,

Outlines real life with its bitter taste
Deteriorating lifestyles creating only waste

Waste is the by product of the maker (us)
Pouring blood and tears into a shaker

The ice is the stumbling blocks
The cup is where we flock

My hard knock button hurts more than me
Maybe it’s more cause I do affect society

By pulling back my talents and hiding my gifts
For the greater good and to uplift.

So I guess the bad button is more of an “outie” than and “innie”
Meaning your insides determine what you do on the outside, feel me?

Thinking negatively is a catalyst for what we do
Whether good or bad; something has to come through

Nature has a course best served on time
Not before nor after, reinforcing the straight line

Lines of life that’s so easy to alter
Like making a new form of steel make with baby powder

Hour glasses and sun dials aren’t equipped with the rewind option
Unlike TVs, our views never have closed caption

Our days and years don’t end in credits
There’s no casting team to do the edits

Or maybe there kind of is
Because there are beings in the persuasion biz

On the one side we have a “Darth Vader”, creating a new star wars
On the other side, their casting the new reality show, “the next top pastor”

Alls I knows is,
Everyone’s not cut out for show biz

But showing up is a requirement
And when it’s all over, no one is every ready for that retirement

For now to later on, you should know what to do
Turn off the TV (me) and show everyone you can make a grey sky turn blue

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