That's two poems for me, and one rhyme for you
if the sonnet doesn't fit then wear the other shoe
One verse minus two doesn't make an odd equal
but a poesy in your hat, sent the lyric into sequel
That's two poems for me, and one rhyme for you
if the sonnet doesn't fit then wear the other shoe
One verse minus two doesn't make an odd equal
but a poesy in your hat, sent the lyric into sequel
The lyrics don well,
these odes are good
our back and forths
shape nice as wood
We'll two by uppers
ones before another
like word machines
the ballads brothers
One fleeting now
In this glad place
I feel the sun
Upon my face
One rowdy ride
In time and space
I feel the force
Of earthly grace
Right here and now
No better place
Before I'm gone
Without a trace
When I think about what's happened to me
I'm grateful 'twas not a named chimpanzee
that mauling, mutilated my handsome face!
Pondering each shouda woulda coulda been
I remember my exact same thinking's again
mad monkey, please keep far away from me
One mouth and one nose
Two ears and two eyes
A head and a skull
One big bean inside
Basil ganglia
In primitive form
Feeding and fucking
The lounge lizard norm
An R-complex brain
From germinal stage
Fighting and fleeing
Primordial rage
Gray matter geckos
Reptilian and cold
Scaly and savage
As primal pure gold
I'm loving 'Let It All Go'
'tis so letting me know!
I'm the star of my show
'Let Go, and You'll Grow'
Oh, I can write a happy poem
here powering up on positive
I shall now pen a merrier ode
all lyrics my gladness's given
Each human being has a heart,
but it's only one of our muscles
what place can a miracle start?
a frontal lobe's hustling bustles
All Homo-sapiens have a brain,
'tis the best 'pon Earth advance
yet we still cause physical pain,
via continuous crocodilian rant
Take a deep breath
Blow it back out
Let the heart heal
Every last doubt
Take a load off
Freely unwind
Let it all go
Body and mind
Take a big break
Kick back and smile
Make it all count
Every last mile
Our time
Our space
No blinks
To waste
Our space
Our time
One flash
Sublime
Our time
Our space
Bum-rushed
No trace
Our space
Our time
Tell-all
In rhyme
Who is to blame for the world as it is?
Faults of race or the gods of persuasion?
Which side do we to take?
Whose hold must we break?
To endure the extinction equation?
Are we not equal, cat's paw to the next?
Flawed by tribes and the lords of destruction?
Which mew do we trust?
Whose truth must we bust?
To survive the cold facts of deduction?