CHANGE

With a cup of change at me feet, I rhyme for dimes in the streets with the cold concrete as my seat/

keep with it and maybe I can eat/ at micy-D's I order beef but who know's what their servin' me, it isn't meat/

gotta find some heat, so I can sleep/ because I'm beat from this feeling of defeat that gives me the creeps/

I feel outa place like skinny jeans on obese geeks/ can't comply to dress codes with only sweats and sneaks/


stressed from deceit: the life of discreet street sleeper/ digging my own grave, its getting deeper/


 the part time pay from the cemetery's meager/ can't afford most drugs so I'm smokin ether/


And with lack of health care, I could die from fever or the fact that I'm a non-daily eater/


either or, I'd rather be afflicted by neither/ rich or poor, I don't give a damn like beaver/


as long as I can read and write and live with the freedom to be a non-believer/


maybe I can spread my thoughts to those that are down and under, and become an over-achiever/ I wonder....

HIPO-CRITIC

I have to admit it/ I'm a hypocrite/looking back on all my writtens/

they don't mean shit unless the wit that I write with is legitimate/

in that it represents my views explicitly/

but I will choose to change and I hope your listening/

i'll document their ruse descriptively/

as I press mute on the untrue news that's given to me/

reboot and undo the pollution and soot, back to our roots/

thats a cliche/ but truth lies in what I say

COMBAT

There is constant controversy when were combating adversity/

we're prosecuting prostitution but it doesn't fix the murder rate/

absurd, irate, I contemplate the fate of the United States, it isnt great/

we all made a huge mistake when we put all our faith in fate/

religions fake, and thats the lie that takes the cake, its time to wake and bake/

break the fast with facts behind the last 100 years of past attacks /

when these unnatural disasters happen faster, were stepping on the cracks/

my fear is that were at a point in which there is no turning back, were broken/

don't act like Iraqi war will end, were joking - this is just pretend, its hopeless/

as we pollute the air and oceans, and murder all the whales for lotion/

we tip the scales, set things in motion, for the end of this commotion/

when will most of man take notice? Were being plagued by ghosts of locusts/

and most of us just sit on sofa's eating donuts/ smoking so  much we turn to robots/