What a lovely day, walking in the sunshine
The way the media go on about the weather
You'd think it was a crime
Catch the sun raise and vitamin c
Take that mask off in the fresh air
See the squirrels and bees
Catch me out walking
No matter the degrees
Usually in a vest and shorts
Don't start or feel the wrath of my retorts
Is air really fresh?
I just smell smoke
What a mess
Bombs getting dropped
Ripping off the flesh
Will it ever stop?
Ask the ones ontop
In my comfy Nike's
Feels like I'm walking on clouds
Readjusting my life
I'm through with chasing pounds
The higher you get
The more your soul will split
I write these rhymes but no new corny rapper
I don't spit
Would rather let my words speak for themselves
These motherfucker mumblers shooting blank shells
Who wrote your lyrics?
That shit giving off nothing but bad smells
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Comments2
'Is air really fresh?
I just smell smoke'..
indeed, they've
even put a premium
on clean, air
soon, aside our fruits
they'll be selling us
back, our fresh oxygen
and
some kid
'will be reading the ingredients
and expiry dates, asking
how they make that...?'
(insightful commentary
a great read, thanks for sharing
dear poet)
Thanks so much 😁
This is an awesome piece
Keep inking
Thanks very much 😁
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