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Here we go
Here we are
Are we here
Are we real
Real life happens
Real life burns
Burns take time to heal
Burns mark us all
All we want
All we know
Know my heart
Know my name
Name the place
Name the time
Time is up
Time runs out
Out we go
Out of place
Place your head
Place the light
Light the way
Light the path
Path not taken
Path not free
Free yourself
Free your mind
Mind the gap
Mind your manners
Manners make the man
Manners matter
Matter breaks down
Matter is energy
Energy in our blood
Energy in my hands
Hands on the wheel
Hands up don't shoot
Shoot your wad
Shoot for the stars
Stars in my eyes
Stars in the sky
Sky up above
Sky is falling
Falling, falling down
Falling through the cracks
Cracks in my bones
Cracks in my soul
Soul man
Soul food
Poison in the food
What makes a good man?
Literature
Existential Crisis
What if
I'm just a Figment
of
my own
Imagination?
Literature
Life Is Pain
By natural law
Or chaos manifest
The good die young
It's common sense
Tyranny of majority
Author of the story
Of martyred hope
Death painful slow
Born of the dying
Innocence is multiplying
Just fast enough to stay
Only to quickly decay
The drowning man
Will always drag down
The helping hand
Just as it must help
Give and take
Take to give
Nothing's free
Not even to live
No good or evil
Just push and pull
Because one exists
The other must also
Be thankful who you are
Cog in the machine
Be thankful you work
Toward the greater nothing
For existence is suffering
Literature
i ask a homeless man for change
and he says it will not come
he says show me your palms boy,
drops an empty handful of dirt
into my outstretched branches
says this was here long before us both
and will be long after,
as his roots bury themselves deeper into the sidewalk,
face contorts to find the last hopeful rays of sun
before the blue shadow of dusk descends
like an axe or shovel or heavy wail of song.
and the dirt wasn’t actually earth, i think,
but the vacuum of space it occupies,
a potted plant as surrogate for love lost, wilted
yet still expecting to bear flesh;
and
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Like this, but i feel this would be to repetitive if i used it lol.