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"In God

We Trust"

By El PoetPublished about a year ago 3 min read
"In God
Photo by Gabriel Meinert on Unsplash

Amen to making amend...

If I'm going to keep it a 100 with ya...

Frankly, I been tanking

my own stock, purposefully...

Scamming my own pockets...

not giving it all I got,

living life worthlessly...

This hurts to just say,

and at least

I purge this way!

A prophet on conquest...

dealing with his distractions,

and not what Allah has

or God's good blessings!

For the other side,

may not have

greener grasses...

So don't make me

shake the fruit

off a

money tree...

Voilà!

The art

I work, Banksy...

Forming a brand new

montague...

Who wants to thank me?

No one...

and still

I manage to

do something

you ain't capable of...

To tell you the truth,

my eyes wide shut!

Usually, I do it for self,

Unusually, I'm not unruly!

Yet y'all don't quite measure out!

Despite the lesser stuff,

I treasure mines

with a better mind...

If you can't quite tell!?

Clever, I am,

giving it up!

improving my style!

So, press ya' luck

and skill!

Bette, like Midler!

Why I am I telling you this,

right now!?

I rhyme, lord willing,

and

plus I put a spell on it!

Jealous they gettin'!

Why, because of

WHAT

our relationship isn't!

It's not just religious,

but in spirit!

'In God we trust!'

Why are we living?!

To live it up!?

Know who you

kidding with bruh...

No trust fund living

but as a youngster

I was nice with my digits,

as if autistic in his jumper...

Now I get it,

and it all makes cents...

Dollar signs I see

along my drive

for green,

Worldstar to Wall Street...

curving Mrs. Officer

all the time...

I needed to

pay the price

for these things...

I've saved

and sacrificed...

Isolated self

during glorious days

just to cop

something

off a shelve

and get some praise...

as if I went into

a cave,

and came out

a human being,

'homme'

made a sound,

my homie!

Allow me to say,

Two up, two down,

I'm from VA...

And y'all know me!

No F's from the black nerd,

I made all A's

in this white man's world!

Like An African American

All-star

feeling awesome,

That's how I flex

and curl

a ton

off bars

unbearable ya'll!

Been there done that

the space cadet

doing double èntres

on Andromeda

with a triple

drips of coffee!

That's how I buzz lightyear...

So sip,

not to be so bossy

but...

Even the illuminati

can't beat that,

at his best

he's fresh against

the threat

of all the time...right here!

GREED, I guess!

And checkbooks,

I can't read!

As I digress...

Reader's digest

wrongs,

and call it righteous!

So I'm gone BE

extra with my 'oohwees!'

I mitus touch well...

Grasping Rational Ethics

of Economics Directionally...

(an acronym)

I promise

to step that way...

it's non negotiable...

I put that on Thomas...

I'll never

not pif,

that's Paid In Full!

Just keep it a honey

with me,

packs and pollen!

The fact is

they want it!

I put in practice

and now I am

on to something...

This is how it

happens!

Diamonds in the roughage...

The trash is

not for passing

through,

but fuck it up!

To

the homeless...

That wait for dishes,

and take all the disses...

Please give them

broccoli covered

with cheese...

and some green,

for them carrying

sacks barebacked...

and their novelties

perhaps...

Float on,

so fortunate

as if buoyant...

and see cash money

in the air,

as if an explosion

from a bank robbery

and all you say is,

'can they share!'

I can't hold you, one bit!

It's gon' need some slicing!

Caked up, no icing!

I told you!

The carrots and cream cheese!

I'm embarrassed

for the things

that they are cherishing...

Should I open up

my own bakery

or parish!?

Cha ching, ching...

The sound of an idea

that goes bling bling!

Solid as a rock!

A commodity sold

on an auction block!

The harder it may seem,

Paying attention...

Why?

Because it cost a lot,

and time is ... money!

... and currently

my current be

certainly flowing,

in and out!

My mental cache registers

my pen, no doubt,

like a machine!

If you know what I mean...

it comes with counterfeit detecting...

So I spot a fake

with ease

like a blot of ink,

across some old paper

made for a fee

from some

institution

claiming

that they teach...

Now how taxing

Can that be?

ChildhoodDatingEmbarrassmentSchoolSecretsStream of ConsciousnessTeenage yearsHumanity

About the Creator

El Poet

Subscribe, so I can provide something magical while striving to be autobiographical. For the life of me I shall not take a sabbatical. I'll keep writing these apical poems, as longs as it's fashionable to my passionate flow. Let's go!

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