Off-Kilter Poetry 01

Picking my hair

Picking for follicles

Ears beard and nostril

Picking for coping

Itching for change praying and hoping

Picking for gold ,

Picking when to do what is told,

Clock keeps tocking, watch keep ticking

Suburban black boy picked on for not being a stereotype, green day had me hyped.

So Did Jay Z

So did when i finally evolved that bayleef into a meganium

Picked the best verse subversions from the cranium

Go titanium all of my tasks at hand, hella hard.

Got mad vigor, life's too short, driven like a car

Pick blue moons with the orange peel, issa celebration never drink when feeling teal

Move and groove with zeal, but never chase mass appeal,

Pick good company, they'll keep ya on an even-keel

And pull you out of that hyper reality, back to the real