fack betches acquire currency

fack betches acquire currency

A Poem by dcaceres
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fack betches acquire currency

by d


It’s always a good feeling

To know you still surprise yourself

For tonight I improvised rap

And managed to outsmart myself.

I lied to my friends today

That I was a rapper,

I fabricated a lie

Made straight from the crapper.

I challenged the two

That I could freestyle!

I managed their attention

… At least for a while.

And yeah, that’s what really happened

I had faked it for a minute

When I could go no longer

Said F**K IT and quit it.

 

I left my thoughts

Out about, in a stew

Of how I once rapped the rap

I never once knew.

 

I said

 

‘What is this object,

That we tend to call money?

It’s bullshit, all of it, really

It’s actually quite funny.

 

The idea of life

Put into a quantified wage

Leaves me thinking

We live in a dark age,

 

For we cannot think

That happiness lies

Without the idea

That f*****g time dies!

 

Get a job!

They once tumbled and said

And do it until

You afford to be dead!

 

For what is life?

But our moment that just passed?

What use is it then

If it was not meant to have last?

 

I object thee, you see

For I am quite happy at will.

I may be poor

But I am not ill.

 

I am sound and safe

And a man nonetheless!

Who’s just figured out

The lift he must test.

 

He’ll build himself greatly

And in doing so

Remove the patch in his head

You have once tried to sow.

 

I will become the very greatest

I ever could be

And in doing so

Fack betches acquire currency.

© 2015 dcaceres


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oh the good ol'days I remember when my boys and me used to cipher :)

Thank you for sharing!

Posted 9 Years Ago


correction; 'lift' = life

Posted 9 Years Ago



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dcaceres
dcaceres

Calgary, Canada



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i write a lot of poetry without even trying, None of it's any good Unless... I am lying. more..