To the Stink Eye from the balcony,

meet the world I see: it’s trifling and frost bitten

our generation’s youth wander around like lost kittens

dodging stray mind hemorrhages and lies living

in the social venn-diagram of Bullet-Ins

fatal attractions, placed to pull you in.

You ever feel blind to Mother Obligation while nurturing

so many sapling baby distractions?

There’s only one truth but we’re chasing after fractions

and fiction,at warp speed with no cause or mission

that’s why, most live a life of contradiction

and words like love have lost their definition.

Looking back down my life’s treasury,

I didn’t know, I stumbled upon this road

now that I’m on it, if I’m honest

there are times I’m not sure that I want it.

But while you blame God for pussyfooting his cloudy bedroom,

pulling all-nighters waiting for the sun to rise

casting rays of liberation,

for all you know, it’s still the only life you’ve chosen.