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The Immortal Wize

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Where I come from is the sum of who I am today
Sitting on the front porch of my past
 

Staring at railroad tracks, alleyways, stray dogs and cats
 

Who once had home now they’re out chasing rats
 

I see the man at the chicken stand scrapping cold grease into a garbage can
 

Grandma is coming my way holding a brown paper bag filled with collard greens
 

My minds on places my eyes have never seen
 

My father telling me that fantasy was nothing but a self-made lie
 

Nothing surprises my eyes I came into this world
 

Desensitized and traumatized educated with my parents lies
 

I packed a hobo sack headed down desolate tracks
 

Eyes straight ahead no turning or looking back
 

Too afraid of heights to be a star but still I want to go far
 

To the end of the world without falling off
If I do

I hope that something   breaks my fall and not my legs
 

So I want have to crawl back to the hell hole I came from
 

Where crying is forbidden and dreams, just forget it

 


 

 


 

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2b2b2 says:

Superb flow and conveyance....I soo relate...(winks) ONE

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