From the kid killed in front of the bodega to all the women being ***** along with police brutality
Someone’s playing Thanos because we’re dying off rapidly
There won’t ever be a food shortage because half the population is gone in an unknown fatality
When will we see the end to this
Millions billions and trillions of dollars dumped into our military but there’s still no sense to this
But this is the make America great country that I’m living in
How can hell be any worse than the one we’re living in
I’ll probably see more people dead than I’ll see graduated
There’s polar opposite feelings when death certificates and graduation certificates are allocated
Never catch me outside in my house is where I’ll be located
The blocks getting hot and only by the guns that inhabit them
And it’s all fun and games
Until police brutality or false identity gets you killed and your life lives on through people that have inked your name
And no matter how many memories you had with them it’ll never be the same
Because their watching over you at a height no mortal man can obtain
I’m not trying to be a pastor trying get people to follow the words I preach
I’m just praying the ones I love stay safe in these summer streets

My lines are so sick, that all of them are in the clinic with a cough later.
This force is so strong with me  that I was the father to Darth Vader.
Your lines are dead, and don’t blame it on the approaching storm.
And you couldn’t get reception because your tone was wrong.
So you trying to get a signal, but you couldn’t even get one from  Dark Knight’s violence
Trying to bring the drive in all that you do, but you parked right by hydrants.
I did not need to pick up a hammer because I was already worthy.
And Thanos snapped his fingers to avoid me, because he could not hurt me.
So in this life of written word, you can call it a modern Shakespeare sonnet.
They look down at my paper like they look at a casket, to see a wake here on it.

It's easy to break stuff
It may seem oxymoronic
It may be
But I think the most
Efficient
way to fix things
Is to break things
On A very large scale.

Working hard is an art
Working hard is a duty
The call of duty that's Updated every day
It's obvious
If we want to eat the fruits of the garden of God
We've to work hard cause
Good things don't come from comfort zones
It's just like Food wars
passion and hard work
But no
Not at all should we be in speed
The kind of Need for speed with hot pursuit
The importance is the destination
How far you go NOT how fast you go
Surely the evil is there
You will believe you are in
Resident Evil mission
But trust me ; look not for monsters
Look for human monsters not to ****
but avoid and warn against
In my long run of life
I had to travel deserts i said to myself
O my God !! Desert Storm and they are all here               Bradely - my spirit
                        Foley/ Sheerman - my soul
                        Conors - my body
                        Jones - my hard work
Even when i had crossed the desert ,
battles were not over , are we
in Battlefield till the end
And somebody told me better were in
Infinity war so far as we breathing
No End game
Life  without Hard work
                        Motivation and
                        God's Courage
Is far more frightening than:
Thanos with the 6 Infinite stones ,or
Galactus at the peak of his Strength and Might.

                        Life is real
                        Everyday is now and gone
                        So let's act now and not
                        tomorrow

Sean Hannity
American insanity

American Catholic hater
Like an ignorant Darth Vader

Trumpfuck found on Fox
Bootlicker of Trump's socks

Send him to the Abyss
Unmourned and unmissed

                 Adios Thanos!

Gods walk among the mortals this day
Ares, our lord, broke his chains
The spirit of war marches against us
But he trained his children well
His sons too walk the fields
My brothers and I hear their whispers
And their promises are true, but alas
We have spoken at length before

Thanos and Hermes are about
I expect to meet their master soon
Nix has taken early claim today
Have we angered the Twins?
Perhaps, and so I pray
The crippled god takes pity and hold us
At least ‘till now his works have held
Their clash sounds Eris’ laughter

Black clouds and savage tides break
Upon walls and stakes of bronze
Sick and stagnant the flesh lies
(The carrion birds do not like the shade)
Watered by barbarian’s red ichor
But we too bleed – I swear it flows gold!
Brother after brother kneels, cloaks re-dyed
And we step forth, walls remade again

Soon my shield will be used to patch
And then – How should Minos judge?
What warrior could take Elysium?
No, I have spilt too much blood
Asphodel? An eternity in the dark…
It could well be the Pit, behind bronze walls
An irony of fate, and perhaps appropriate
In truth, I yearn for the Lethe…

A break in the wall, a brother fallen
I offer forth my spear, then patch it
Around me, iron faces, beyond pain
Beyond fear, our backs to our families
Bearing the scars of our devotion
They did not break us, but forged us
So come, bring Hell’s fires
A good death is its own reward

Let me hold you

                        Till I can't breathe again

           Till your soul lets me in

                        One soul for another.

Cap is sad, Bucky's down
Nat is crying, Vision is gone
Bruce is nowhere to be found
Star-Lord is screaming, Wanda's weeping,
Okoye hates everything,
Strange is quaking,
Loki may not be dead, no one can tell what was in that trickster's head
Peter says, Mr. Stark, I don't wanna be dead
T'Challa reached for his general, but he was dusted too
Tony says, I'm coming for you
Gamora laughed, she thought he was heartless
But he was heartless in a different way
Red skull thought it was all for naught, saw the error of his ways
Until Thanos coughed and said,
Thor, you should've aimed for the head.

This is an instruction of a dying man. He signs a form that prohibits the doctor from going to extreme lengths to keep him alive. This is indirectly consented suicide. This is the act of a man who no longer wants to live. This, is the instruction of a dying man.

So, Death is knocking at the door and I have decided to not let Deaths’ knock go unanswered. I’ve lived all the life I was meant to and now my body has run its course because it wasn’t meant to get me passed this point - I am about to die.

Family and friends wrapped closely around me like the love they have for me and I’ve left them no control over my life. I’ve made a decision I don’t have to live with - but they do.

If it’s my time, and I’ve done all I can in this life, do not resuscitate me. Do not bring me back to a life where my purpose is fulfilled, and my destiny has been made manifest. Don’t bring me back to be a dormant body watching the fruits of my work! Do Not Resuscitate me

No one knows their time. The painful truth is, when the time comes, that’s hardly the wrong time. If we had a say on when to go, I have a feeling we’d still wipe ourselves out early. We’re already afraid to live, what more if we had the choice. If we had the choice, that would render the works of Marvel irrelevant! Thanos wouldn’t be so bitter about life, but the rest of us would.

We would end our conversations with “Good nights” and tell them to “sleep tight” and they’d take us literal. It would be a good night for them to sleep tight enough to fit inside a coffin. Death would be proud to not have to scour the earth preying on life.

Do Not Resuscitate me
If time allows, and the Heavens agree, I will embark on my last journey with the last few breathes I have. I will boldly walk into the light, and I’d be anxious to see what’s on the other side. I wouldn’t look back.

To be continued..

Big, ugly brute,
Largely misunderstood?
Destroyer of lives,
With a deathly snap!

Stan Lee,
You were truly the man, Lee
You were so extraordinary, so manly,
You thought out of the box, you proved that you can be different, you can be free

Marvel is something we all have marveled upon,
Comics manifested into movies, as our dear Avengers took on Loki, Thanos and Ultron,
You left behind a legacy, one that still needs to be fulfilled,
As more of your enchanting stories come to life, and leave us thrilled

Rest in Peace,
God is lucky, for he has you now, in his heavenly abode, in his tranquil crease,
You designed a plethora of Superheroes, yet you were the greatest of them all,
The Avengers must be so motivated to win now, for your sacrifice will not be in vain, and they certainly will not fail or fall.

I love HER
like my spine she supports my day
She is cool but hot tempered
She doesn’t care about life full of her spirit
The ego in her pushes her through all the pain
She’s never sad ,smiling to every soul
She has the world on her feet as she stands  ,
Her sight makes even the devil stop tormenting lost souls,
She’s stronger even than the devil quicker than lightening sleeker than an eel,
Soft like sleek sounds like an angel,
Cooler than icebergs shining like stars ,
Ooh she has this character that **** my manners ,
And also she has everything on her hands she raises dead hopes ,
I’ve never seen her cry but I guess she’s got eyes like marble maybe when she cries they sparkle ,
She has this sweet face but a heart of a lion,
I’m now a puppet for her I’d **** ,
Maybe she’s ahead of her time,she should prolly wait,
She’s Salem’s finest she has bewitched me,
In the midst of all this she got a cold heart,
Does she love?
Does she see me?
I know I said I only needed my mama and my mental health but she broke it all,
I crave for a cuddle,like a baby sleep in her arms,
Who’s her crush?
Who’s her crew?
What does she like?
Do I look good to her or Thanos phenomenon blinds her?
What has she been through?
Is it luck or just one of my tempters?
She has assassinated my heart ,
I can’t love a wrong person but if it’s her take me in ,
But I ain’t lucky so it’s just a dream and long it will pass but I long for a chance
May the world say yes and my heart win her soul
BUT DOES SHE LOVE???

my eyes are heavy.
like they cant stand to be open any longer.
the smoke in my lungs begin to burn my throat with every exhale.
guzzle down another fifth of warm liquor to awaken my cold veins.

my brain is just a ball of jelly bouncing from one side of my head to the other.
im tired, im always tired no matter how much I sleep.
I often find myself angry at little things.
my breakfast was cold, my bedroom light was on, my sister did her makeup in my floor at 9am.

I don't know whats going to happen to me maybe ill fade away nobly like the avengers when thanos decided to snap.
or maybe I wont die fighting to save the world, maybe ill shut the garage and rev my engine 87 times until I get a little sleepy.
or worst of all I wont die at all ill be forced to live in this cold, dark mind everyday with the slim hope of getting better after having a good 2 days, either way ill stay the same.

Dust, at the snap of the finger,
Put many lives in danger,
But there arose a band of heroes,
That sent to infinity, the deathly Thanos.

Ghostfaced overkiller/
I put the sin in sincerity/
Cast the last million stones/
Let's rock like ***** & GOMORRAH/
Birdman, on the windowsill/
Launch a nuclear war/
Head on fire - NEVER LOOK BACK/
Running with scissorhands, blunted/
Wet paperbag gloves/
Chasing serpent tail forever/
So caught up in yourself, that/
You didn't notice the climate change/
Sweating ice in a feverdream/
Friends & family are gone/
You're all alone... THIS IS MANIA/
Shattered nerve clusterbomb/
My primary emotion is sadness/
Disguised as anger; explosive synapses/
Living in an elephant graveyard/
I snap like Thanos, and don't marvel/
Verse as horcrux/
TATTERED SOUL JOURNALIST/
Stitching together a forked tongue/
Forcing my demons to talk "normal"/
It just sounds so unnatural/
And the voices are NOT HAPPY/
I didn't listen for one month/
But prepared an epic mudbath/
Purification is a holiday/
Get out of rehab/
Go straight to the crackhouse.../

I'M NOT GONNA FAKE IT/
JUST TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER/
I'M NOT GONNA FAKE IT/
JUST TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER/
I'M NOT GONNA FAKE IT/
JUST TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER/

I'm a failure; thanks for asking/
Keeping it real is mad expensive/
And I'm broke./

I was rewarded with you
A beautiful flower
Pedals that never meddled
Just grew and viewed
Despite my attitude being rude
You were there when I became president
Watch me sworn in
Only to leave you while I win
You shrink a little but didn’t die
If I said I knew your loyalty
That be a lie
because when I was mr Knight
You stood by my side
When I was trying to get rides
To late night water slides
Your glowed dimmed
But I just press sim
Time seemed to bolt past me
Despite what you saying
I never thought it turn crappie
My friends disappeared
Like a thanos snap
No gauntlet could fix that mishap
My flower begging for my love
I so happily declined
Because the world around me
Kept me quiet like a mime
So her pedals began to fall
Since outside my life was her wall
I had all the likes
Which turned into tikes
Then a social feed
That ended with me under a ****
I had no where to go
Except low
as I sunk
Into my life’s final form
Which was a beautiful tragedy
But I guess call it gravity
Because you stayed down with me
Even though I rarely gave you water
Or sunlight
Hell I even let your soil turn white
No matter what
You knew I was right for you
So when the wind blew away
My dream
Your reality of us being together
Made life once again serene

Twisted mind like a tainted vine; truth confined in a sea of lies. If only I realized these lies as I lay down betrayed.
They treat me like an intrusive loser, get to jobbing then fade away into obscurity like bastion ******.
I once tried to search for myself but got lost along the way. I once tried to look at my reflection but it turned away.
Shattered perception, scattered pieces of memories replaced by delusion.
Forgot myself in all the confusion, all for fame or acceptance so I became this hollow substitution.
Invisible to myself and others, and I can’t even sleep at night because I realized I’m really the monster under the covers.
Tried praying to the holy father, but I ain’t got no call back so why did I even bother?
I’m lost and afraid, so I write another verse hoping all these feelings will fade.
Just a snap of the fingers like I’m thanos, because I can’t handle of these ******* ignorant gringos.
Tried going to a logos program, but gosh **** they even more of a problem.
Eating lunches with my shadow, and it feels like I’m stuck in the middle of ocean with no rowing boat or paddle!

Hook: Seems like I’ve almost had enough, but you be stupid if you think I’m giving up! I’m almost up that hill now, I’m almost free now, I’m almost able to see that real me now. Yeah!

Trying to find a reason to continue to rhyme or find a rhyme that will bring out my reason.
The reason to keep going, the reason to keep reaching and dreaming. So I write verse after verse till it rehearsed.
Cant tell if this is a gift or a curse?
So I continue to going different directions like embers from a fire, and it is for that reason that I’ll never retire!
I will never know unless I try, and I will never be a good father if I don’t let my past hurt die.
I need to cross that edge and take a leap of faith, for staying stagnant is a waste of my breath.
I know it won’t be easy, but life’s not supposed to be easy!
Got to face my Goliath will only a few pebbles and a sling shot and give it all I got.
I only have my self to blame or praise for overcoming these burdens, For life is a long play and I’m not ready to let down the curtains.

Hook: Seems like I’ve almost had enough, but you be stupid if you think I’m giving up! I’m almost up that hill now, I’m almost free now, I’m almost able to see that real me now. Yeah!