Friday Night Poetry Slam

Week Twenty-Four.

Just a few of your favorite things? Have a cool weekend.

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Six strings, little wings, ambition's empty
Fisher kings and fishers of men, fission and entropy
Visions of a photograph, flashes in my memory
Lilywhite for lawfulness and Annisseed for anarchy
Cash rules everything in this city of brass
Sold the gold in the sunset, the silver under ash
Behold, my young lion, for all the light touches
Your coal come to diamonds, your breast hung with riches
Slung low, one guitar, jukebox hero
A dime vs the dukes of hell that's sum-zero
Dusk fell, shadows box with black magicians
As if curses could kill, it's transactions and acquisition
Dusk fell, shadows box for turf in the alleys
Halloween dressing as myself searching for candy
This is serpent brandy, nothing left but the fangs
Running circles in the underground like surfing the trains
Slung low, the evening star and a white crescent
Sun Tzu, deceiving myself, ruling you peasants
Seasons of health to your lieutenants and your family
But know I came to bury a man like Marc Antony
I spark anarchy and inherit the land,
The meek laid up reading covenant and Quran
But this is LO-FI, illegally chopped, leak it to worldstar
Hip-hop's my history, I travel t'ward the north star
In wonderment, for weal or for woe, birds singing augury
I feel the undertow, and then I'm gone with the conjuring
I MC, the ceremony summoning the crown
Now the entity running my hometown

Submitted June 15, 2019 at 03:35AM by PaladinBen http://bit.ly/2WQ4eAM