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Koto Propeller Poem
Inspired by "First light"
instrumental.
Green tape instrumentals
record by Evidence of Dilated
Peoples.
Plan my escape out the depths
of inferno
Time wasted as fast as
cigarettes burning
As a fan of this form of art,
back in the day
Listened, learnt, wrote a lot &
I've come to participate
Tailgate dreams, down the
highway of life.
Seems to be the only thing
right.
Roll the dice... Snake eyes...
Once again.
Times like these... Feel like
running low on oxygen.
Or maybe that's because my
lungs are charred.
Need to quit the old habits...
Get a fresh start.
Easier said, than done. Blaze it
up in the dark.
When this nicotine seems to be
sweet as a nectar.
Maybe that's because some
things don't change
Old habits ... are hard to
refrain. From.
Dope addicts know exactly
what I'm talking 'bout
Correct me if I'm wrong but I
ain't. That's a word of mouth
Sun climbing up the horizon
With a beautiful view ...
hypnotizing
1st light... First ray...
Sleepless night. Waiting on a
new day.
Stand all alone... Surrounded
by nothing
The quicksands of time shall
make me suffer
Even in a group of my closest
friends
Feels like I'm distant & all by
myself, Oh well
Guess it's just the way it's
meant to be
Lines cross & don't go parallel
eventually
Or maybe that's because I'm
just plain strange
But none of us on this planet
meant to be the same
We loose & gain... obtain &
conquer...
Then pray for forgiveness
becoming a monster
When it's too late... We start to
wonder...
How could've been the other
way around we ponder
4:30 in the morning... Wide
awake
For a breath moment street
lights darken & fade
With the ground being pulled
out from under my feet
Similar to waking up out 1st
stage of the sleep
Sun climbing up the horizon
With a beautiful view ...
hypnotizing
1st light... First ray...
Sleepless night. Waiting on a
new day.
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Koto Propeller Poem
Inspired by "Where you come
from" instrumental.
Cats & Dogs record by Evidence
of Dilated Peoples.
Some dream of nine digit
account in a bank,
I take the music & do what it
takes,
Some just rely blindly on their
fate,
He play the hand with the cards
right & raise the stakes.
Precision is the detail that's
making a difference,
A long term investment to
cover the distance,
With the right vision one
doesn't need the guidance,
We just keep moving with our
past left behind us.
Paths cross we collide with a
blast on the impact,
With whatever's left we ride to
the sunset,
Pursuing our dreams, pursuing
our goals,
Some got plenty. He got the
one that he chose.
It's the one & only thing to
make him happy,
That's why he does all it takes
to make it happen,
Letter by letter he just goes
note by note,
Interpreting the music with the
words worth to quote.
Some dream of being praised &
accolades,
I take the music, do what it
takes,
Some choose to blah blah & go
for debates,
He got the courage speaking
his thoughts face to face.
Integrity's the key core
component,
If you got it, you got respect
among the opponents,
If you rotten inside your head,
rotten inside your heart,
You plotting your little
schemes, watching em fall
apart,
Go sharpen your little teeth, try
to rip out a piece of me,
Blood is a deadly poison, rest in
a grave peacefully,
Thought of "Why so?" But it still
remains mystery,
Whiskey quiets voices in the
head "Quit whispering"
One and only goal worth your
time. Don't forget!
Every single voice agrees on
that, inside the head!
The maverick. Alcoholic
beverage in a teetotaler's
throat
Interpreting the music with the
words worth to quote.
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Koto Propeller Poem
Inspired by "Synth moments"
instrumental.
Green tape instrumentals
record by Evidence of Dilated
Peoples.
Without this! All is... completely
senseless,
Competing myself in search for
enhancement,
Without this! Light dims behind
the eclipse,
Without this! I don't even know
what else there is.
I am! Defined by my own set of
values
Still keep denying the option of
failure
Withstand! Against the odds I
progress
When plot plans don't choose to
settle for less
When a poet writes all around
is illuminated
Would've never traded that
away nothing is greater
Gift granted to develop one
masters in time
Swift to fall these stars ain't the
ones to shine
Word is the strongest as he
goes with it
Moments like that are greatest
achievement
Vocab's not depleted "au
contraire"
Never did stop! Never will!
solemnly swear!
Kickstart frozen heart, blood is
pumping
For the love of this music it's all
or nothing
If a spark dies down that's
something to miss
Without this I don't even know
what else there is
Without this! All is... completely
senseless,
Competing myself in search for
enhancement,
Without this! Light dims behind
the eclipse,
Without this! I don't even know
what else there is.
I stand! Through the hardship,
without complaining
Steadfast with my feet rooted
into the pavement
Barricaded, secure the
perimeter bravely
Hold ground till the very last
threat is eliminated
Chose to go against the force,
stay on course
Geared up & when it's time to
settle the score
Ready for war, if it comes down
to blood shed
One shot neutralizing the
enemy threat
Simple as that - it is, when it all
comes naturally
Sleepless nights to get this far
gradually
When in silence your heart is
the drum
And inside you shine bright like
the ray of the Sun
Thoughts collide, you try to
pick the right words
Feel alive! The muse giving you
the burst!
When it's gone... hands on the
clock freeze
Without this I don't even know
what else there is
Without this! All is... completely
senseless,
Competing myself in search for
enhancement,
Without this! Light dims behind
the eclipse,
Without this! I don't even know
what else there is.
Copyright © Koto Propeller | Year Posted 2014
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