The Plight of the Wise (Original poem)
I come from the underground
pounding phrases
with traces of the places I've been
contending with the place I am now
Somehow reconciled
yet simultaneously exiled
from both the present and the past
everlasting, like a boxer
punch drunk from experience
but still dangerous
because truth let loose
will drop you like a liver shot
but not if you've got
the guts to face it
This is my knowledge
and I base it on metempirics
And the world doesn't want me
to let em hear it
because they fear it
but I've got two middle fingers in the air
because I dare to care
about the facts
So don't react with feelings
while I'm dealing dirt
because truth has a tendency
to get those feelings hurt
And I've learnt a lot of truth
in my time, so I'm not blind
to the pain
but I still proclaim
"Let the truth reign!"
and rain tears if we must
because trust
comes at a price
and advice is a way
to convey lessons learnt
through the sacrifice
So sit graciously
while I veraciously spit
soak it all in
take all you can get
but don't take my word
for any of it
Learn your own truth
And proclaim that shit
Image created by me using the tools provided by Wordart.com
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Proclaiming in progress!! Excellent work! :-) Cheers!
Hi, @moeknows - it's a stunning piece of writing. Is there a source for the image, my friend? It being such a cool design, maybe you want to express if and and how you allow it being shared in future.
I updated the post. It's a pretty cool site called wordart.com. I created it using words from the poem. I've been playing around with it.