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Saved?
The thumps of my footprint as it hits on the pave is my favorite sound in the slums,
as I lead the parade with its drum,
and they follow ‘cause they think we'll be saved when I'm done, heh...
of all the lies that's the greatest to come,
while I explain that the thing I hold greatest is none,
so I should probably be ashamed but it's fun,
I'd probably be insane but I'm dumb,
my only aspiration is to be the highest paid of the bums,
during my strive to slip away but that day never comes,
So I take a sip of pain but I'm numb,
till they try to take my wine while they whine
that I'm flying, but I'm fine, I really don't mind dying,
maybe I can retrograde to the sun,
and there I'd find that my lights a bit more faded than some,
and my light hits the pavement with a thump,
cause that's my favorite sound where I'm from,
as I lead the parade with its drum,
and they follow ‘cause they think that we'll be saved when I'm done...
as I lead the parade with its drum,
and they follow ‘cause they think we'll be saved when I'm done, heh...
of all the lies that's the greatest to come,
while I explain that the thing I hold greatest is none,
so I should probably be ashamed but it's fun,
I'd probably be insane but I'm dumb,
my only aspiration is to be the highest paid of the bums,
during my strive to slip away but that day never comes,
So I take a sip of pain but I'm numb,
till they try to take my wine while they whine
that I'm flying, but I'm fine, I really don't mind dying,
maybe I can retrograde to the sun,
and there I'd find that my lights a bit more faded than some,
and my light hits the pavement with a thump,
cause that's my favorite sound where I'm from,
as I lead the parade with its drum,
and they follow ‘cause they think that we'll be saved when I'm done...
Published 27th Jun 2016
| Edited 12th Sep 2021
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29th Jun 2016 2:10am
I did notice what appears to be a duplicate word? :)
Other than that... I felt the beat that carried this whole thing. This poem had presence -- immediacy. It told me to pay attention to what is happening right now and feel through you, even more than hear.
Well done.
Other than that... I felt the beat that carried this whole thing. This poem had presence -- immediacy. It told me to pay attention to what is happening right now and feel through you, even more than hear.
Well done.
29th Jun 2016 6:07am
My my, i think I have found it! Thank you for pointing that out! Thank you for reading, this poem found me on the verge of almost ruining my chances of graduating college, with many people who depended on me but simultaneously made me feel over pressured. Thank you again! Love and peace.
