Loyalty
Am very sorry for talking against loyalty
I told you Gobierno wasnt your friend, but to be betrayed by someone who preached loyalty is soo shocking.
Those sneak disses tried suffocating me but with the gift of God to me in words, all I gat was to preach it to the world as the shiids my hommies told me became real and amazing.
The same beats my heart played when I saw you are the same beat I danced to in your gift of a dirty pool of unending tears escorted by a troupe of soldier-like emotions in an attention position.
Try the locomotive nature of those troupes of soldier-like emotions and you’ll realize how stiffened your heart was.
So many hearts being hurt and played with yet the numerical value of love songs is still in surplus to its pictorial nature.
What is the discomforting situation?
Tell Mama she lost me because she forgot to train her son to disvalue lingual Love.
Look at me now! I’m going through what a negative Dasalmado being should have been going through.
Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!
Where were you when I needed you to convince them mentally? After being your brand ambassador on this Earth, is this how you’ll pay me back?.
Didn’t I tell humanity that you’re the best form of relationship adhesive?
Didn’t I make your opposers my enemies?
Didn’t I refuse to listen to my Hommie
Wagasty Blake because of you?
Were your opposers not my enemies?
Of course loyalty youre a big disappointment to me.
Now look at me, my emotions have committed suicide making me feel very empty.
Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!
I’m not sure am done with you.
Shouldn’t I have been fake?
Shouldn’t I have teamed up with Hypocrisy?
Or shouldn’t I have tasted the fruit of lingually concentrated love?
Loyalty! See what you’ve caused me:
I can no longer see words under the Jacaranda Tree.
Shiid Is Amazing
I held a poetic write-up convention with my Hommie Eriq Morata and we preached about no tears being left to cry, but I’ll like you to help me apologize to my writing pad for making it work day and night as the dehydrator of my tears.
Tell my pillow I am sorry for not squeezing the tears it soaked last night.
Mama and Loyalty have really caused me a lot.
Mama told me Loyalty would always be with me in all that I do, but why then did loyalty abandon me when I needed him to mentally vouch for me in their minds?
Mama, you lied to me!
Take a stroll in my thoughts and you’ll understand why the actions of humanity made me think that Loyalty bribed Mama.
How does pain look like? Please tell me, so I remove it from my heart before mending it, for I’ve lost a lot of blood already and I wouldn’t survive a second if I lose another drop of it.
“Mentally, unmatured are their behaviors collaborated with their sweet lips of Godly lies.” Are the words that evaporated out of my sea-like emotions.
I’ll never end this without telling you what I saw under the jacaranda tree.
Humanity they say, see the usefulness of themselves individually. Just like the stream behind my room is used by humans for different purposes, so will humans use fellow humans for different purposes without knowing if it’s right or wrong. Don’t be too worried, for when the stream at my back dries then will they see its vintageness.
Until they lose us they’ll not know our usefulness.
Don’t feel bad when people hurt and maltreat you, the stream behind Omar D’Poet’s house will surely dry up and we’ll surely miss it.
Written By: Omar D’Poet
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