Rappin It Up

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'My attempt at rapping. I almost hesitate to post this because it's only an emulation and not the real thing. Especially since the angst isn't resident within me. (Well, for the most part anyway.)

Rappin It Up

RAPPIN IT UP

Common ground
Dividing up time into meaningful sections;
Each ones eyes in the other reflected
Looking for good - while the wind of the ego
Sits still and disconnected
Let the dawn have the day. And open hearts do the talking
Gotta be the heart cause the mind would be rockin
Thoughts have wings and the devil has things
And the river has the cure that the treetops whisper
But the clock's tick-toc-n
And the world's infected
Wisdom's in the dust and it's totally disrespected

The mind of a thief is a cruel defender
Matched only by the killer with a smooth agenda
He would make it Hollywood?
Would he know to top spin it?
Would a day be a day if he didn't share the pain in it?

Street's a living scream, forget about agenda
American dream for the victum and the lender
Life's for in betweens we can fly the flag forever
So do we quit now? Some do but some never.
Some just look for common ground.

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MrGee commented on Rappin It Up

03-19-2010

Obviously your talent and ability to write knows no bounds. or should I say has no bounds? lol anyway, I cannot help but comment on the excellent rhythmn of the poem and the use of the metaphor. a 10 from me

NevillePark

03/20/2010

Thank you from the bottom of my Continental Shelf, my seafaring friend.

Teardrops commented on Rappin It Up

03-16-2010

You see things in life and nature that songs writters sing of great poem truly the talent shows Marie

NevillePark

03/20/2010

Thanx Marie - - well, truth be told, it was songs I've been writing almost exclusively on and off over the last 28 years. I used to write poems when I was 12. I remember someone tutoring me somewhere and giving me all those old English words to use. Betwixed, shant, and several others I can't hope to remember. All I knew at the time was that this was the only way to write REAL poetry.

Bettysrainbow48 commented on Rappin It Up

03-14-2010

You sure did put a lot of work into this poem. You have talent.

NevillePark

03/16/2010

Thank Bett. I like to really stretch myself when I write.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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