tell me vision poem from my poetry book Dope Dialogue (c) 2004
(T.V.) tell me vision
Got my rhymes from fiends and fixes
Caught hard times from a life in the fast lane, mixes with
my intellect from seeing lives wrecked.
Saw my dreams behind a vague, torn page of a photographed
wrath of a psychopath telegraphed photographed telecast.
(MORE
NEWS AT 11.)
(THIS
IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT.)…
Books
for crooks, money for the hungry, funny to fund the hopeless statistic. Yea, and the
president might be a mystic.
(Stay
tuned for further details.)
So sad too bad, here comes the stalker, the million dollar
talker.
(“THE
END IS SOON WE ARE ALL DOOMED,”)
sounds
like propaganda……
link to buy poetry book $1.00
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