Below is the poem entitled A WHOLE LOTTA NOISE which was written by poet
dobson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Gatherin momentum, progression assured. hard work and dedication like meat i've cured. Allways thought i'd matured too quickly. Lured into adulthood tasted rather sickly. Has 2 be endured, reality hits thee. Like a train all aboard just in time 4 his-story. I do this with skill without a pill, touch a soul with a modern day quill. A chemical thrill no clerical ill, most will find it hysterycal. A generic fill lacking merit - still. I Feel the need to share at will, while they continue wit numerical kills. Articulation of my participation bringing the sunshine after prercipitation My anticipation for an integration steadily nears its instalation A mutalation by a group of nations united in chaos of their creation so we accept without question implementation. Manipulation of mind has gripped the nation its time to flick the station and find sweet salvation the crimes are abundantly blatent unwind the twisted situation my rhymes are set for migration allined with intergration, defined my motivation, refined with great complication its belied!? no never falsification its mind over materialisation i've pined over this information and climbed outta segregation to find a source of ventalation so nevermind my frustrations i'll grind the correlations for my minds peace. Comparing notes sharing the jokes, ain't funny no more i'm scaring the folks. Preparing what's spoke daring my quotes to catch on with non glaring approach. Not wearin bespoke, no staring or chokes as i walk by caring what's wrote. Smoking roach tryin to evoke the spirit inside with anuva toke. Feeling provoked constantly poked get it 2gether quit the dope. I build the moat not even a goat can get to me, my hearts in throat. Does the pope, think this hoax. can carry much longer? i live in hope. My personal coach handed the rope gave me freewill to see how i'd cope. Tied in a noose i let that loose used the rope to tie the groups of abuses together in a rhyme. I Dispute that im useless. If my message is a crime it proves that im ruthless pressing these lines.