Black Poetry : TaskMaster Trunk

HODEE

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The system is broken.
Book deal juries.
Try to trick the taskmaster trunk.
Opened up his heavy trunk.
Took out all this mindblowing junk.

Those who jumped that fatal day.
May have saved themselves
from what comes may.

Troubled times here to tremble some.
Taking all my time and fun.

Dealing with tempered tough locks were sunk.
Taskmaster taskmaster get off my back.
Take the trouble take it back.
You hooded skunk.

Don’t steal my funk.
Running nature like you are drunk.

With power, with corrupt ties.
Controlling congress magazine lies.
Political practice keep us all alarmed.
Save us from your terror harm. :injured:

Declare war, create more trama.
Drop those bombs on kids and momma’s.
Making up all this stuff we fear.

Is keeping us down.
Now do you hear?
The changes blowing in the wind.
End of the world he cries my friend.

A crazy man standing on a corner street.
Call him crazy now what do you think?
 
HODEE said:
Is keeping us down.
Now do you hear?
The changes blowing in the wind.
End of the world he cries my friend.

A crazy man standing on a corner street.
Call him crazy now what do you think?


Mmmm...Hodee
This one...went straight for the soul of the mind
and I found my eyebrows squinted and my mind churning
with questions...

Deeply reflective prose you've scribed
with so much food for thought and a side
order of lessons placed between each line...

This piece was layered with meaning...

Feeling this completely...
Write on Hodee...Right on!
 

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