4/7/22
I often smoke it up, the amount is of a colossal size
Drinking whatever even bottled wines
For a long time
Always in a fog and high
It's just been my dog and I
Clueless or watchful eyes
Get with it or fall in line
Sick and tired of such novel lies
Ya'll guys
Some small fries
Still acting like a hostile tribe
During difficult and awful times
What was done was not that bright
Therefore never got it right
Leading to constant loss of life
As well as homicides
Staying on the rise
Leaving families traumatized
What happened was wrong alright
You should be disqualified
Pockets empty or full of bills not pocketknives
When I look in my mama's eyes
I know I gotta try
In order for our lives to be optimized
Does no good to compromise
Before becoming fossilized
Putting it all aside
I'm not going to apologize
Because I make sure that any of my wrongs I right
Changes made occasionally the plan modified
So much still on the mind
WISH BOAT
my wish boat rushes away
in the swift spring creek,
I'm keeping it in sight
as long as possible,
just like when I was a little boy
Dad taught me how to make boats
from stuff you could find on the riverbank
bark
twigs
vines
acorns and pine cones
for ballast
you needed your pocketknife
to carve it just right!
(all the boys in my neighborhood carried pocketknives!)
excitement, pride and a little sadness,
all mixed together,
as I watched my boat sail away,
wondering, where it's journey will take it.
the whole idea of a wish boat
is the secrecy of your wish,
making your wish
come true.
well.....
I guess there's no chance
of
my wish coming true,
Dad's been gone a little over a year now,
..... and he's not comin' back
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