Poetry of past experiences gone Right!
They used and abused me like a worn out tool
Brains outrun by locomotive engine like competitors
virtual crap hitting the screen to deny me of true reality
What a prison state of being
Alert the masses
Dieing inside to everything that happens today
As all the happy rainbows appear to be long gone
Now only a forgotten miracle of the lost mind-state
Bombarded by them Lonely broken sidewalk attitudes
Cramping my Shaolin style of non-verbal telekinetic Kung-Fu
Crappy etiquette and poor grammar lead me here
An address without jealousy involved
A neighborhood of Gangs villains and ex crooks
Fear type individuals afraid to speak up for themselves
I grew up there
I lived that not so happy life made of pure lifelessness
Today my heart has decided to completely divorce any ideas
of looking back
of thinking about it anymore
I am so free of that dumb shit
designed to do what it does
which is steal from who you truly was made to be
A creature of the wilderness
of this natural kingdom of earth's awesomeness
Poetry by Your Boy,
Mike Pugh aka CloudExplorer On Hubpages
Much love to you all
"True change only comes to those who are willing to change their own artificial, superficial, plastic coated self, and to let go of the past for good. To reemerge into ones true inner, and outer nature, via the road of true love for life, for humanity, and for all living & non-living things."
© 2013 Mike Pugh
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