I'm focusing on text
A chance to flex
My Complex
Intellectual
Textual
Muscle
Delivered through vocals
My weapon of choice
For this hustle
Allusion to
Historical
Political
And social
Are key elements
To consider but
Not necessarily integral so...
I won't compromise
Integrity
incorporating
Brainlessly
Ideas
And ideology
Taught
No
Wait...
Fed to me
Like pedigree
Prophecy
I'd rather be a prodigy
That lived
And died
In honesty
Whos art
Remains a mystery
In tapestries
& tabs and trees
For lunatics
& Mammals
Like the
Man at ease
Deep
Beneath the sea
That saw the sun
Consume the moon
Through walls within
In a room
Where a broom was kept
And swept under a carpet
All the hardships
And the hard shit
That his heart
Has used to harden
Sorry
I do
Beg your pardon.
About the Creator
LA DLX
Poet & Composer from London, England creating electronic music and musing on the monotony of my life.
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