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Evolution

Push yourself

By savage writerPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
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Any progress is sufficient progress, no matter how small or large.

what am i now

what am i now

what am i now

not Khali

not savage writer

not Mr. Raymond

what am i now

what am i now

what am i now

not Mister K

not R. Khali

not Sensei Kha

what am i now

what am i now

what am i now

not Shamir Sherman

not The Chameleon

not Trpy Shvt

what am i now

what am i now

what am i now

i still haven’t decided yet

please be patient, i’m having an identity crisis

i’m not comfortable with who i

am as a person and artist

so is this why i come up with multiple aliases

just to make excuses for acting like a fool

when are they going to stop,

when will i stop lying to myself

i’m so embarrassed,

don’t tell the girl i wrote my tenth book to

that i do this to myself

when will i stop running from the truth

it doesn’t take a mathematician to

find the slope of this intercept

i knew a coupla’ souls in a past life

i knew a coupla’ souls in a past life

i wish i could return there

i wish i could return there

the astral realm, i wish i could return there

i was once there in a past life

the graveyard is the only place

on earth that’ll accept me for who i am

death doesn’t discriminate

everyone gotta go at some point

the hood won’t accept me

the suburbs won’t accept me

the downtown won’t accept me

Ivy League colleges won’t accept me

i was once a boy with an untapped imagination

i wish i could be that boy again

i wish i could be that boy again

my classmates were innocent,

nobody got sent up the boat or

discarded into one amid autopsies, lobotomies

watch how the world disintegrates

the cortex of a man’s brain

once you put him into the

low-income wild,

without any tools to survive

i wish i could see them then

i wish i could see them then

girls who were sweet like nectar from queen bees

now got three baby daddies

what’s nine plus ten, 21

am i correct

oof

damn, she got that many

girls who were queen bees are

now babies’ daddies

no man is there to raise em

girls are now babies’ daddies

no man is there to raise em

babies’ fathers are girls

men ain’t there to raise em

nobody is there to raise em

to raise you

to raise you

to raise you

nobody is there

inspirational
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