"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Zombies.They're real as much as you don't want them to be.They're produced everyday,Grounded in their pain with a television screen,Glued to their palms… Soaking in the roots of their cause,Even as they walk,Worried more for the drip they've conceded to hoping to evolve!Into everything they won't be by stunting in front of all watching as... Continue Reading →
Age of the Zombies.In Abercrombie & Fitch and a blunt in one palm,Weak spirits in the other on a floor I'm mopping.With a faith unseen nowadays while I graze every scene with a beat!I make with a teething mouth while boxing…Against myself with a pen and pad I crease.By the swipes of my pain across... Continue Reading →
Pop. Pop. Pop! Goes the Neighborhood. Mothers praying for their sons while zombies savor blood. Guns loaded and ready to shoot in the name of survival, Whatever that means to us. Running til of one us trips! Left in the midst of War to be eaten alive, Dusted. By dirt kicked in front of you... Continue Reading →
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