Soul Sow

(Lastrellpoet LRP)

This is about facing some truth within oneself and really talk about what goes on in people's lives and not this fasade that keeps people thinking things are rosier than what they are. Maybe it about pain, and just a place the Author went to just get things off the chest. Perhaps is an example piece to not allow the chain of events to happen to you. Then it could be a rally cry to someone who is going to pick themselves up and write their way out.

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I gotta know what am I doing wrong.  
How is it the cream keeps missing my palm,  
I done extended out both arms, raised people from newborn,  
kids who are smart, need them to be a little more strong.  
Working hard to the bone, just enough to keep shit on, they deserve better,  
How is it, I don't have better.  
Followed their American dream blueprint to the letter,  
But poverty with a good job is what these fuckers don't remember,  
on their way to screwing people over,  
Getting dumb funds.  
People dressed like dum dums  
I just don't get it,  
What is it  
That I'm missing,  
I got this strange superstition  
That maybe it's the black skin,  
Or possibly the state I'm in,  
Cause the state I'm in,  
Got me beat down like a stake for a tent,  
Pounding the ground,  
All I hear is Dad your a failure 
Awful sound  
But how could this be,  
I got a degree  
In Therapy,  
Joined the Navy,  
At 18,  
Dropped 8 and left pristine,  
Not a mark on me,  
A brother developed asthma and rose a family  
so the T.I.M.E needed to be severed...true indeed.  
But this shouldn't be the reason my eyes bleed  
Maybe I'm lazy,  
Cause when you supposed to have a partner  
And they flee, from their feet Latch on to your leg,  
Effect your ability To sit comfortably in your bed,  
until you get fed...  
Up,  
Explode  
Your heart,  
Times run out,  
You shit outta luck,  
End up  
Looking at the pick up  
You want while driving past on the metro bus,  
I hope this causes a fuss,  
Maybe viral is a plus,  
Maybe that'll help my accounts robust.  
In God we trust  
Right,  
Maybe that's why my banks cut ties,  
But I been baptized,  
I just chose to follow the path of the righteous,  
But folks be in churches  
Gettin riches,  
I heard it's big business.  
Maybe I should start doing some preacher shit,  
So I can get the grip,  
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