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wandering around
streets of Massillon
snow now falling down
walking faster so feet don't freeze
attitude has fallen ten degrees
shoulda left sooner
in better humor
escape the boomers
should never have come down to this
strolling along in pants which are pissed
was born in this town
but life beat me down
liquor, drugs breakdowns
struggling with things misunderstood
has me homeless and up to no good
once was infantry
got the best of me
serving this country
wasn't ready for what I saw
no matter who calls it Shock and Awe
walking faster so feet don't freeze
attitude has fallen ten degrees
should never have come down to this
strolling along in pants which are pissed
ready yesterday
wine got in my way
gotta move, can't stay
struggling with things misunderstood
has me homeless and up to no good
wasn't ready for what I saw
no matter who calls it Shock and Awe
once a normal boy in this town
now this old town don't want me around
this town don’t want me around
Written By: D. Collins 3/15/24
It hits close to home when it comes to truth.
About the stuff that went down in World War II.
While Russia was delivering the knockout blow.
We were Shanghaiing scientist on the low.
That pissed the Russians off like never before.
Thus, the beginning of the existing Cold War.
Those same Nazi scientists we had scurried away.
Started what is the NASA that we know today.
Instead of sharing the wealth for everyone's gain.
We chose to deceive to stay ahead of the game.
We created animosity and a serious lack of trust.
Now, improved Nazi rockets are pointed right at us.
From 8 till 5 I'm not alive I just exist.
Targets hit and targets missed .
Pointless pressure god I'm pissed.
I'm betting you get the gist.
Like soldiers in the first world war
If you don't do as your told your fired .
Your just another company whore.
The bosses they are all hard wired.
The constant pressure takes its toll.
The bills the family the threats of the dole.
I think society's perfect world as been miss sold.
I'm disappearing into my own black hole.
I have had enough my patience bust , I'm going AWOL
My heads in my hands,and my tears are like a waterfall.
Do I care, hell no, not at all.
I've hit the dreaded WALL .
comp entry 25/10
Dry and dry, bereaving so
I wait for the sun to let it be
Words that didn't have far to go
Been a long time since you and me
Gross solitude with sexy scars
Careless, the crumbled sheet is torn
Muffled thoughts, beating the bars
For confessions, damn forlorn
As the roads grow the miles
We think of ways to meet
Melodies of endless smiles
Rhythms of our heart beat
Where the moon and the sun never greets
We found ourselves to stare
Swept we were into different streets
I had found my heaven elsewhere,
Saw you point your laser beam
All these times, you made your space,
Where I became an alien being
I dropped my soul at its face.
Collared t-shirts, drunken dudes
Blood, gore and rock 'n roll
Lost in cigarettes, smoky moods
Our pissed swagger/ stroll...
Once the dreams, next the world
The afterlife fantasies
Promises made and later swirled,
Dawdling killer conspiracies
Today, we are so sadly strayed,
You don't seem to remember now
The times we spent, the secrets shared,
Emancipation from the last bows
Still you say we will live
But HOW? Just How? may I ask...
As you don't seem to strip my mask
The forever show of "Its okay.."
Your ignorance of my pain,
I cant keep up with the feign,
I might just die, one fine day.
Again, Stupidity will make me free
I'll run, I'll fly... Even though,
Memories of you will stay with me,
Wherever the hell I go.
~~~~~~~~~ 'Stupidity 2.0' Dedicated to a friend ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~ For the first part refer to 'Stupidity', in my poems ~~~~~~~~~~~~
A stark raving madman has strapped a bomb to a nine year old boy's chest.
The boy is still in danger even though the man has been placed under arrest.
I'm very nervous even though I work for the bomb squad.
If I fail to deactivate it, the boy and I will both meet God.
If the bomb detonates, he will die before being able to have a life.
He'll never be able to shave, drive a car or take a wife.
Only a monster could do something like this.
I have to be calm even though I'm pissed.
I only have thirty seconds left, this situation is extremely dire.
Luckily I just deactivated the bomb by cutting the correct wire.
People are patting me on my back because I saved the boy.
Just knowing that I saved him will bring me a lifetime of joy.
(This is a fictional poem.)
A while back my soul took a wrong turn
Sometimes I wonder if I had a tough birth,
Did I come out feet first like a blue-faced luge runner?
Banking right, then left onto the icy cuff
launching into a starless pit of nothingness-
Maybe mom's breasts were filled with booze.
Maybe too much old-fashioned strap
for the most minor infractions.
Without love to temper stings
life is just one big muddy slog
void of any spring.
I'm hesitant-simple decisions are difficult.
and that ever-present haze of mistrust
once sparkling relations turning diamonds into dust-
Maybe I snapped when that pissed off farmer.
wrapped a dead snake around my neck-
For freeing his herd of cows-now I'm a bit of a control freak.
Wanting to palm butterflies and honeybees.
Maybe it was the fifth grade "teacher"(you know who you are).
With the strong cologne and loose hands-
That made me into a quicksand man.
Everybody I meet gets sucked into the ooze.
I need to let it all go-clean the mental lint trap.
But these sun crushers, present and past.
Keep arriving in sleek sharky waves.
Bearing loose plastic fingers and black satin drapes-
Dancing to Sisqo
like a dad at a disco
that ain’t the diss though
you’re a straight up pissed ho
handbag on the dance floor
where your sandbag **** fall
straps see you trip fool
your ugly face hit sore
wake up toothless
seeking a toothbrush
though it be useless
what a flipping doofus
go home harbour a criminal
brain damage acts horrible
talking his world of bull
so thick you believe the tool,
keep mans away and hidden
they’re out to get rid of him
swears on his kid again
but the kid don’t remember him,
causes trouble is he worth it
when all say he deserves it
pause, think, is he nervous?
6 foot under the surface,
when you’re just a pissed ho
out to dance at a disco
now granting a wish so
this dreg ain’t a missed bro.
..... cus i aint got no mother plucking rap skills mucker,
I'm a poet shall I show it
rhyme the line combine and row it,
I'm a sick ink flicker
tips fidget like a widget
I'm a little bit prolific
that's a rap
so get with it
such a good chorus,
now feel the force of the fall as we move forward
cus I rap awful,
admittedly I havent got an ounce of pure ability
I'm the pit you see,
lips slip over lyrics like I'm tipsy
I link in, sync up like society and gypsy,
and I know what I sound like, yes I'm listening
while you sit there in your pants you just pissed in,
I miss the beat repeatedly
like a fall winter springs back to summer scorch
see it's fabulously written
I'm just crap with the rhythm,
raps a cat and I'm a gibbon
in a strap on with a ribbon,
I rap it for the hell of it,
accolade irrelevant
I'm heaven sent malevolent...….
Knowing of my yesterdays;
and how I feel left broken,
Seems that must be the way;
Am I really just a token ?
I have held so many secrets;
yet never was I shaken,
Not until I matured enough;
to know I was forsaken ....
I went on and tried to live;
many times just on the rim,
for in my feelings I did give,
somehow were kind of dim .....
Love , Trust and Happiness,
all left in just a sweep;
My heart again left broken ,
from a promise for to keep.....
I am not as thrilled today ,
to even know she still exists ;
I wish she had just gone away ;
cause somehow I'm left pissed.....
To end my rant of my ill's;
I will repeat as fact,
I hope that chokes on her booze;
and Mom dies of a heart attack
There is a consistency
With the way you instantly
Always try and tear me down
Whenever you come around
Putting on an act so cruelish
Makes you look stupid and foolish
It used to make me sad
The words you said were awful bad
But now it just rolls off my shoulders
As I'm wiser and much older
I think it's funny as you try
To push me hard and make me cry
So you can impress your friends
But you'll soon learn in the end
Behavior like yours will just be
Not taken so seriously
As years pass quickly on through
And the only one that who
Will be listening to your bull
Is the voice inside your skull
Saying how your life was wasted
And you have just desecrated
All the good time that were missed
And everybody that you pissed
Off are gone and your left here
With black shadows everywhere
Reminding you of what was done
And a life that's dead and gone