Tuesday, October 28, 2008

BORED WRITING : Karmas a Bastard

Karma Poetry (Street Mindstate)... 6minutes

RAMBLE:....

this world's a hostile viscinity, literally,
where my beliefs and chivalry, are questioned upon viscidity,
where visually ,
my thoughts and entities,of higher powers, are doubted,
unless proven on by facsimiles,
but they do exist and vividly,
and are supreme, like greens, representation in Celtic virility
or mythical powers that limit thee....
to nothing less, than cumbered stress accumulated by liviing fees
so typically....you make a check , while stressed in debt,
breaking backs for pennies with hopes of healing crippled knees
but you still question mentally,....my essence, and presence,
yet your predescendants were hung upon Christmas trees
so when... people get shot in spines,
and ask where gods resides,
i tell em in the barrel's of glocks and nines
and they're formerly blasted
i tell people , karmas a bastard

"Luv Ta Luv Ya"

~wind blows

2 comments:

amirah: the uncool said...

yoooo this one caught my eye. it was hot.

L.F.I.(Imaghostwriter2) said...

thanks alot-youre my first commenter