I’VE GOT TROUBLE IN THIS LIFE

Life’s rife with strife,

got my share of strife

impossible to ignore life’s blights

nightlife trying to hide jive,

strife despite gripes to deny

life on test drive, clamoring to survive

outlive the overdrive,

contrive to connive to stay alive

don’t attempt to outlive the clouds into which we dive

only to insist our offspring live the lives we try to give them

nine to five aint all life’s meant

work all day & strive to survive

day after day, fill our lives with what we must do to survive

Our lives are not always such  

a pleasure drive

I’d much rather do what I love

Instead of what I have to do
I’ve got double trouble in this life

No Looking Back

No sorrow or regrets

Get with the flow

Get where u got to go

Get where you want to be

Sounds pretty hip-hop to me

Battery operated society

Words fade into the past

Meanings and connections lost

Let the world know, it’s time to grow

Leap forward into a world we don’t know

Time to plough through the garbage

Quid pro quo, it’s our planet here

My words like music, fill your ears

My lips, soft like rose petals touch your lips

Words fill you with sounds I don’t hear

Rhymes I spout fill your heart

Be political, keep making art!