![]() The World I KnowA Poem by The Cunning Linguist![]() Declining times....![]()
People do each other dirty ev'rywhere you look,
with rape and robb'ry; murder, ev'rywhere you look there're crooks, no one wants to earn it anymore; these curls I throw, will hit you til you're recognizing this; the world I know. The leaders of tomorrow twerkin asses on The Net, and quick to ride up with a gun to blast up on a set, of n****s that they're beefin with; f**k if those n****s got, a mouth or two or three to feed it's just "hoe n****s dropped". The world I know is cruel and folks'll stab you in the back, you thought them as your peeps until you catch 'em in the act, of one betrayal that cuts so deep the white meat starts to show, this planet's full of folks like that yo, sheisty's all I know. The Government don't give a f**k if people die or live, we're bonus bucks so vote for what?! These b******s lie and steal, from charities that help the poor and still need help for more, there's homeless ev'rywhere these days; to me that tells the score. Chris Christie won another term with ol Shaq as his pal, but Krispy Kreme rolls blanco meaning aint no Blacks for miles, if Sandy came and ravaged Newark would he come take a stroll, down Broad and Market helping negros? Ha ha, Hades no! I used to look from out my project window as a child, and hear the grownups speak of "how them kids sho actin wild", I understand their feelings now as I survey the youth, who have no clue of those who came before and laid the roots. I pray that I'll be dead and gone when young'ns take the reigns, f**k tryna save my life these young'ns need to save their brain, from all this Drake and Wayne; you'll see the whole thing twirl like snow, descending from the winter skies; it's just the world I know. ©2013 The Cunning Linguist © 2014 The Cunning LinguistAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 18, 2014 Last Updated on July 18, 2014 Tags: Poetry, Socialism, Society, Gun Violence, Politics, Dark, Philosophy Author![]() The Cunning LinguistWanaque, NJAboutBorn & raised in Newark, NJ, T.C.L. started writing poetry at age 14 and continues to let a wide variety of topics influence his writing and is not afraid to tell it how he feels it, no matter who get.. more..Writing
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