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Eddie Merritt Poem
The roots "false media"
Starving and hungry until I make it
Most others will rob you naked
Risk the take of the news making them famous
And buddying up with the plaintiff
Defending your right for liberty can't shake it
Jobs out here are everywhere but placements
vacant
Surviving hatred
From the next nigga who'd rather not see you
adjacent
From the graves we placed in
Watching you struggle
Instead of helping you make it
Try to be humble but that bubble burst before
you even clear the dust from the rubble
But wait
Because they swear they love you
Feeding you lines
That patronize while the whole time they on the
sidelines
Looking forward to your decline
In front of your eyes lies disguise the nature of
their climb
Onto your back while you squirm wiggle and slide
Go thru mine fields for your pride
Trying not to take ambien for your sleepless
nights
Marching thru diversity like a soldier
Many arms open looking for the one who will hold
ya
Optimism on the walls of places as pictures and
posters
But the barrel from they lips is holstered
When you follow the rollercoaster
That's been holding you down and other peoples
success provoking
Make the right turn you've chosen
Hoping
That your life isn't already written
Put in position other people think your kidding
Probably the only thing your wishing
That everything your living is a script and
Your the main character in this position
Until you've found the transition thatll pivot you
into Gods grace and forgiveness
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Kopastetic
Not even barely breathing chest thumping like a tamburine n
Trying to be decent
But the whole situation has my chest wheezing head pounding heart leaking for what a bloodclot reason.
The explanation was just weak why not admit defeat when got the speaking
It just ain't kosher if shoe was on the other foot I'd be bowled over tenderized n put in the George forman
roll-toaster-ry
Open dialect with open mindedness
Even said of how I'm understanding this
Even tho I was so heated I was shaking n
This isn't the end becuz it was turned around on me of past tense
I couldn't even believe this but it did
Get to that extent
Yet it made no sense I open up this hidden agenda that wouldn't have been exposed if I wouldn't have
looked for why my body had sleep kept from me ......peace
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So much has changed
Looking searching high and low but it slipped away
Why can't I find it
Is it under the witness protection listed under a different name
I remember dreaming at night about how things would be mundane and cascade its way in to the plane in
which the soaring was placed
Where did you go
Why cant you be easy to find like waldo
But no
That wouldn't be life
That would be a theater seen at the back of our eyes at night
Hold on I'm coming
Might not be on a horse of white and armor glistening off light
But I'm coming
Maybe bruised battered and hungry
Maybe scarred bloody and mangled
White knuckled from the obstacles
Half blind in my opticals
Running from causes that are probable
Holes imbedded through ligaments and parts of my digestion
T-shirt wrapped around wounds pressing
Hair gray from stressing and a shell shocked tick like terrets and
Collar bone exposed knee caps blown
Sticking outta my back arrows throat closed narrow
With my tongue dried up looking like bone marrow
Hollering to a bellow
Smashing watermelon pumpkins and mangos
I will find you
Love of my life I will find you
God hasn't blessed me with this heart to blow this too
If he can strengthen this sinner
an ordinary dude
Then this too he will allow me to do.....Peace
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Hidden
A secret
Must keep it
Forbidden to be in the same area or even seen with
Sharing a secretive kiss and passionate
Hugs and whispers of love
Outwardly detached except to who's above
Footsteps creeping wood creaking
Bed rails leaning wanting more than a fling
Yurning for the other perspective
All the guts but not the full glory of affection
My bed room you laying in
No
Must be like night.....silent
Holding close from a distance
Being cautious of signs n
Sunrise again
Gotta let go
Even tho
Shed no tears but my insides are welded up and drowning
Days to long til arms embrace and hair gets velcrowed to my face
The moon shines on my back as I make tracks from days lacked of poise
Coming in must make little noise
Fiddle with my lifesize toy that holds the key to this heart that's bolted shut and nailed up with boards
But can open all the doors
Sunrise again
Must place u in my head til the moonlight allows my heart to be opened
Always left wanting more
The bad breath
The nights not slept
The sheets unkept
The hair a mess
The pain and suffering
The stress
The whole Damn package
Just
Not so lucky enough yet
Until next time where the moonlight will hold the spell of a taboo love kept......Peace
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This is a thought or an epiphany / but from how I see : confidence is lacking in thee / so I'll shift into gear /
she put the bug in my ear : denounce fear / pronounce a new style to pounce : opened mouthed claws out :
middle finger raised screaming hell yeah : here / eat this plate / when finished : wipe shame from face / walk
with swagga speed up pace / moving to quick to leave a trace / of anything haunting , n starting , or sparking
of the old tablet : to be erased / point in case / chess not checkers : fix my face / n change habits / kill
babbage : with flame-lit carriages filled with kerosene soaked mattresses / n stomach filled with c4 crack
addicts / with the driver chained downed named past tense / hold close the new reference / a decorative
veteran whose suplexing / souped up on goals and aggression : only stressing where the next victim to mess
with / never relaps on past acts just future facts / pemped up ready to attack any acrobat that'll get trapped ,
get slapped , get jacked 4 every piece of their scratch / every piece of dignity , humanity , organs , flesh nose
bones n back / so scratch that
Peace
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I can take it
Even If I must fake it
I can take it
Even if I am socially naked
I can take it
Even if I don't get to be famous
I can take it
Even if I hear I love u like u don't mean it
I can take it
Even if the system rules on the plaintiff
I can take it
Even if I'm losing my emotional status
I can take it
Even if I must brave it
I can take it
Even if food ain't given n my stomach remains vacant
I can take it
Even if I don't rob or steal for a roach infested couch or building stripped to the brick naked
I can take it
Even if I hide it from the Mrs that that happens
N I lie so as to not make her cry n she gets pissed becuz of it
I can take it
Even if everyday I'm alone looking for msgs to come but won't
I can take it
Even if these same clothes I wear I marinate in them til my skin is imprinted
I can take it
Even if old haunts taunt n run rapid over my brain getting comfortable making hammocks
I can take it
Even if I must constantly prove my worth to myself to over turn this feeling of being cursed at birth n show
exactly how the lord work his works by making an example outa this unworthy piece of dirt
I can take it
Even if I must rip my flesh off with every breath n talk to parents about being adults N vault their feelings of
good times lost
I can take it
Even if I was hit with a brick of slander every minute n pricked with 1000needles of venomous blood from
hypocrites
I can take it
Even if I don't make it
I can take it
Even if it takes my last breath to proclaim it
I can take it
Even if I don't become famous
I can take it
Even if ......I can take it ......keep moving on ppl.......Peace
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Why would she make me crawl
back to you
Always hear how life is bytch
But thats cruel
Because more people will
bruise
Batter and choke you
Hold you
From your breath
Kick they foot out while you
taking a step
Play with your intelect
Spread flies around you like
death
Were a mask of a friend and
plunge that banger into your
chest
Grinning wildly
Teeth turned mesh
Life aint easy
This is true but dickhead
people are a mess
The mess
Thatll have you fall back in
that abyss If you let it
Of cousre
Im lost in the sauce
Praying so hard my soul is
hoarse
And my chest cavity is porus
Ears filled with herasy from a
fake chorus
Wakings a burden
Sleeping a chore
Chiefing settles nerves down to
the core
So my presence isnt what you
wanted it for
Could it be
This whole thing is a burden on
you and yours
Nigga Plz....
My presence is evidence of
blessings that arent evident to
your optical preference
Bredren
Im a testiment of
perserverance embodied in a
flesh of hardships
Night terrors in daylight of
dark shyt thatll make one
nauseaus
Forfit your profits
Make you wanna grab a
almanac
Gain knowledge
Instead people wanna crush
your dreams to appease they
wallets
Let you pick outa garbage
Throw you scraps so humanity
can relax off they back while
you snack on the scraps they
dusted off they laps
Thats cool tho stuff your face
til you collaps
Im patient
Walking towards the day of
celebration waiting for the
moment of declaration of your
participation that help fuel this
patron on his road of ambition
and dedication
Never ceasing to quit
Even when exasperated
Soul suffercating
Body exaggerated over the
plantation of the good life....
Peace
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Gripped by the throat with tension
Mad aggression pumping thru my veins
Changing my complexion
Pressing thru the world of small selections
Fencing off the other feelings of oppression
And while I'm resting
I don't wanna wake
But once my eyes open no time to hesitate
To much bullshyt to escape
It's not like I was born with a cape
And even when matters are crazy but I refuse
Not to be great
I refuse not to turn the hands of fate
And make the universe concave my way
Been a struggle since birth
Trying to live with these lies
Told even since I put the me in time
And now I got a family that's mine
And I must throw away all pride
And keep the dream that I breathe life to alive
Hungry for what's never told was mine
And told all the things that are above my level
That's fine
Sit and watch as I not climb but claw to the top
Kick scream and holla at the stars
That like to play against the odds
Of the campaign of my cause
Causing me to fall
Causing me to look forward and back to remember where I came from
Causing me to wayward this and carry on
For that's all I know
That's all that anyone been telling me
How I'm wrong
How I'm slow
How I'm the one that love doing it the hard way yo
How I'm the one that will fall flat on my face
Lose my place
Lose the initiative in which I started this whole thing
Have me missing my template
But they don't see I'm God sent
Regardless
Of all the bullshyt curse words and bombardment
I will be in undeniable
Came far from where it was that I begin
Even with snow storms and hail pours I'm destined to win
Even if I'm straight drowning in gin
And gasoline was part of the triathlon that I had to swim
The king is crazy
So for my babies I will swim
I will seek opportunity
Watch it put away it's jewelry
Sit back maniacally
Schematic the whole the place
Plottingly
Run up n the place also smiling
With no gun on the waist demolishing
Any and everything
That's my plan
To overstand
And not undermine what my mind will conceive
For it's what I can grasp in my hand
The whole damn planet
Water sky clouds and granite
And if too much for me to hold
Just u watch me manage......peace
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I'm so uffing frustrated
It's late night n my pupils dilated
Blood pressure sky rocket like I'm ovulating
N life ain't wasting no time
Like its obligated
Catching me slipping on the sideline
Right beside being patient
On a ledge trying to hold on
Just trying to say this
But daily it seems like I'm not supposed to say nothing
It's Vegas
I understand the situation so I'm quietly changing
Nah
Let me take that back I'm just tryin to change this
One perspective way of looking
The only way I know that's how I made it
This far n now I'm posted in the land of endless vacation
I've traveled a lot
But this plot that I got I'm just trying to stay in
Too hardheaded to quit that's my problem
No need in others sayin
Of course it's not gonna be easy
This ain't a game it's life ain't it
Yeah I'm prideful I know
Another thing in the process of work
It's changing
But everything ain't the same so
Now I gotta flow with the game
Love every headache
Just want shyt to settle in
Because I'm tired of me having my breath wasted
N being patient
Seems to be the only remedy
So I guess at night I gotta pray harder
That's what I see
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The moon glistened with pride
Burning thru a blackened sky
The world oblivious to his stride
Upright, all fours, n back
Panting n snorting like distorted dogs in a hunt ahead the pack
The light flickering thru the trees
Closing in like an enviable attack til claws greet a trunk with a razor like clasp
The window show no mercy
Showing the night the extent in inches from head to everything
Eyes forward like a predator planning
Claws tightly grasping the trunk, scratching
Her body was flawless
Something like a goddess
Eyes slashing thru the dead night, watching ominously certain
Fur rising to a ward off stance while hiding
Thinking about today in the square when they both were hands clasped together feelings arising
Heart then then fluttering with joy but now
Pounding
Pounding from grief
The beast n man mixture cease to look upon his beauty
His shaggy mittens with embedded talons
Snatched away what hands could do for he
Snarling
Drooling
Fangs protruding
Anger polluted his head
Grief thru his veins like the wolf gene that now shows that the beast is outta seclusion
Giant rhythms of a beating, breaking heart still moving
His vision taunts him with sights
While senses r heightened n smelling that scent of her he likes
Sorrow fills the wells of his eyes
Hidden in the black of night
He turns to shun her outta his life
For she'll never Love the beast, just the man inside
N he can't Love her becuz of the fright of a sight
Waking up, bloody mess, her body dismembered
From left to right
He stares vengefully at the moon howling his protest
For the unnatural has trumped over one of lifes greatest conquest........to travel damned n alone.....a merciless fate untold.......Peace
Eddie Merritt " wolfman in love contest " 10/6/11
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