Concrete Beef

 

Gold laced skylines tossed with White cotton tapestries swarming Across a concrete island. translucent carpet walkways Stretched across hill cracked Landscapes, this is my utopia.   stand still, quiet myself an feel her heart at night when the temperature lowers i can feel her breathe   welcome to the city where even Windy likes to push ya Deprived of fluid nature, Cold and unyielding Mans utopic island auctioned to many falsely sold to some for one of the highest tax sums   who can take the weight   bite into your peach, taste your plum   offer crumbs do they to cover foreclosed conclusions of forclosure to build buildings that profit a-milly steady pushin you out of the city protected by suitors of suited men who long lost the gentleness of them due to the parlor tricks; polotics of them stacked on the greed of them   hold they the key to the city wielding sworded pens.   you may know them as... "BUSINESSMEN"   as tourist talk Ghostly innocence walks where young Legends are drawn, While families are torn from Clouded minds with leaf powdered lips.   Todays paper soldier’s, warring Over the days street exchange. Villages of young philosophical infantries, Living in infamy. Coming back to the concrete Like a Phoenix scorned. Madd Cow diseased.   Summertime were the streets heat reaches kelvin cold hearts go-go- gadget into hot heads   kittens turn tiger now..tiger wants to maul feasting solely on souls who soles meet the gritty cold concrete developing a taste for blood animalistic cannibalistic just another under emphasized statistic   candles hold vigils to visualize cards an flowers say goodbyes   now... Watch the swarm of bees pimp there Pollen in those virgin flower walls And make them bloom before noon. Evolution carried high on the wings of Irresponsibility. Can the seeds of new escape Their own predestine fate? Concrete Beef and that s**t is hard to swallow.               4 fingers an a pen poetree...