Thursday, May 31, 2007

a rhyme

The discrepancies
In my tendencies
Are irreparably
A descriptive piece
Of my tenacious
Vernacular
Both impassive
And spectacular
It’s of the utmost
Importance
That I send out
The warning
Got rhymes
Seemingly boring
That contain
Vivid stories
And tall tails
That pail the face
Of long trails
And times
When it’s to late
Don’t depreciate
The value
Of what’s beyond
Your comprehension
Just appreciate
The volume
Of reasons
That I have mentioned
And against better
Judgment
And embracing
Punishment
Stop and listen
To a rhyme
That glistens
That’s written
And spitten
To make lyrical
Lovers smitten
Like a little kissing
Or discovering
Something missing
The mission
Is hittin
The peak of ambition
Workin my ass off
And destroying compaction
The tia-pan
With the high hand
In high demand
For a brand and strand
From the home land
Of billionaires
Weed smoke everywhere
The Seahawks lair
From Hendrix to Cobain
A long tradition
Of new thoughts to exchange
And improve our position
You can flash with your diamonds
Look fly all the time
What about your retirement
Who’s gonna pay when your dying
So that’s how I finish
This off-hand composition
I hope you enjoy
And it makes you think different