What is ain’t.
What ain’t is.
And this my mortal reality
Is really spiritual myth.
Friends and family
were never really family and friend
and mountain of achievement
was really a failures ditch.
Clean is dirty
and dirty clean
what is visible to my eyes
is really unseen
and my mind lost
was actually never found
and moms and dad
never birthed me
but spilled seed into Onan’s ground
and this existence
is really a shadowed glimpse
eternity is a second
and the second eternal bliss
judgment isn’t in God’s hand
but lies with man corrupt
and the fallible infallible
temporal, eternal
celestial, terrestrial
good is evil and evil good
and absolute truth
is fable myth
and love be hate
and hate be love
and my birth an ejaculatory accident
instead over predestination by my God
if is ain’t
and ain’t’ is
then why do we even
……exist…..

this here u just out done ya self here .....wow !!!
i'm lovin every drop keep flowin

nice drop
makes ya think too
flow on
diggin this one
Peace
Angel

thanks rich and mzblack. the love is appreciated.
k

Very Nice K
Havent had a chance to visit your room. But this drop is off the hook. Congrats again, on your move to poet extraordinary.

:bowdown: Says the man when u come to his town. :D

right on!! to the real.....

I was always a fan of your work this just made me even more a fan.....great job brotha....great job!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yet another mystery of life, you have a way of digging to what seems like the bottom of your soul in your writing. Can't say any more...

Brutha Hodee - Thanks so much for the praise. To whom much is given - much is required.
k


Very Nice K
Havent had a chance to visit your room. But this drop is off the hook. Congrats again, on your move to poet extraordinary.

:bowdown: Says the man when u come to his town. :D

thanks sis!!!

right on!! to the real.....