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Lived and Learnt

1/23/21


I lived and learnt

Will I ever lift this curse?

I offer many gifts to Earth

It either did or didn't work

I ended up in last place or finished first

Got so much to do, before I'm in the dirt

I remained calm or went berserk

I'm a nice guy, even though at times I've been a jerk

On the go or staying inert

After what is hidden I search

At times I was all in

Or I was stallin

Often ballin

Or frequently being downfallen

Around areas with pollen

I've found peace in a world that can be chaotic

It went very well or turned out catastrophic

Being a continual fool or using logic

Call it what you want to call it

Always been a chronic stoner and alcoholic

Did little or it left me catatonic

Sometimes happy, often melancholic

Occasionally feeling nostalgic

Rarely ever do I frolic

If needed, I was brolic

At times it meant nothing or was symbolic

While folks were often being diabolic

Getting worked up

People quick to speak, and to cause the first punch

I struggled to understand, and also learned much

Been having the best and the worst luck

Too often I was sipping syrup

I was sluggish, or I had a burst of

Energy and continued to turn up

Doing something typical or what was unheard of

As bridges remained or were burnt up

It was kept quiet, always trying to hide it

Or leaked, causing others to riot

Because once again it was biased

And one-sided

Keeping folks divided

So that they would be simple minded

The outcome is yet to be decided

I've been David, and I've been Goliath

Was an ant and was a giant

I was at my lowest and I was at my highest

While below the constellation 'Orion'

On land among snakes and lions

And amid the sea near friendly ships or pirates

Remaining the same or a change in the climate

Based off of much more than science

They never wanted an alliance

Only compliance

That's why it was fatal for those that displayed defiance

During a time of crisis

Nearby a cypress

And a Ibis

Saw it all through my third eyelid and iris

A real one not no ficus

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