Steel

I write still.
All bars. I write steel.
Dont sleep on me I'm quite ill
and my quill is like NyQuil
so my pen each night kills
unfulfilled sickness I might feel.
The hype's real
when life is like a highlight reel.
Neo dodgin,
blockin with Cap'n America's side shIEld
the side effects
of taking blue, red, or white pills.
Under the layer the knife peels- Morpheus.
Slice through middle America,
tear the torso up.
Whats in store for us?
The birth of a new nation
when more fetus are born readers.
No longer "the poor be US,"
when "e pluribus unum" goes to war,
The sword be US.
Justice beyond just them-
open the door for US.
The gate's locked
so the escape's blocked.
Eighteen's fate is eight shots.
Stray not from those safe spots
that we aint got.
That never on time late pops
will teach you to hate cops,
date thots, but not
how to effectively formulate thoughts.
Or be the top rated in a great slot.
But we try still.
Headed up an ice hill
with tricycle type wheels.
The pedal is harder than metal
but the flight's chill.
The outcome is
to become an alchemist
so its valuable that I still write steel.

Matters

Salute!

Souls sold, no solution to salud.
Solve the solute meaning of the loot.
Silence the food; balance the mood;
sail to sell dreams on televIEw news.

Stupid.

YOU! Tell the acute and derail the occult.
Dare to be true and jails the result.
Or failure of pulse. The impulse
to insult the belIEfs parents'll show.
Fairy tails, creating "barely" adults.

Mind doesn’t matter.
“Mine” over matters.
Mined into mother.
Mein Kampf covers.

Out of the Fire

Nothin is impossible when you got a mission.
So even the loudmouth slick talkas gotta listen.
I aint Preacha Pauly Peter Popoff or a politician;
I jus jumped out a bigga pot in a hotta kitchen.
Still on probation, they cant stop my passion.
They trIEd to catch me and cook me- Sebastian.

Meeting of the Minds

Shut up! Sit down, so I can start my meeting.
Ignorance kills more than a Dark Knight screening.
Brain dead.
Even I dont know bout apartheid's meaning
and I call stretch marks "scarred by eating."
Im a foo'!

But still Im reading.

Got a knife sharp as wit for the feeding.
Got a mouthful of weapons for defeating
a fleet of enemIEs keep em fleeting.
Fleeing cuz debates turn into beatings.
Pleading for reprieve while their bleeding.
Make em recognize the power of belIEving.

Jail Thoughts. Shrug 12-21-2011

How can one ask for a second chance with a third strike?!
Or feel safe when the c.o.'s are worse than the Third Reich?!
I smelled fear and I heard fright...
and seen the green-eyed monster gaze at a bird's flight.
Escape in a book and gain power when my words write.
Feeling like I could kick up more dust than a dirt bike.
Not far from those mundane days when I worked nights
but too close to that anxious rage I had before my first fight.

Pawn Problems 12-21-2011

It's ALL a game and
I'm coming for the rooks
and the King that forgives killers
and makes it sunny for the crooks.
I laugh, 
though nothing is funny when I look
at the rubbish just caused a beef 
between my tummy and the cook.
It's a dangerous daycare-
got a cubby and a nook.
I ONLY need prayers!
Don't worr'bout the money on my books.

Love's Sentence 12-22-2011

It's a  short drive when love is at the wheel, so there are no unspoken qualms about visiting once a week.  She schedules her day around a 15 minute phone call at 7:00pm that will make her long for her caged man.  His optimistic strength relaxes her angst and escorts her into a peaceful mind frame for the evening.  Plus he's funny.  So funny that he always distracts her from the phone sex she was planning on whispering to him..  He has never been aroused during "vacation" but he orgasms in anticipation of their reunion, frequently.  as the days blend together into an indistinguishable blob, her face remains a clear sketch of a real fantasy.  The silhouette of her scent has never been more than an envelope sniff away.  He reflects upon his regrettable decisions which carved an insurmountable barrIEr between the actuality of THEM.  The first wall he was trapped behind, he built.  It was around his heart.  So she doesn't exist.  She is just a wish that accompanIEs his countdown.