Strung Love - Starts At The Bass.
Why I Picked You Back Up:
Strung Love
For all the time combined, that sits at the back of my mind
I never ONCE put you down when I was smacking a line..
Still while I was acting a joke, & carried on racking the smokes
Dr. Frost warned me of a marriage to a packet of snow..
But I'm different..
..as I've always had the glow of ignorance.
I'm a typical brother & a lover of music, my Mother confused it
With a work dodging son who just wouldn't do shit.
Telling me, direction was useless.. she's a clueless enemy
& she only ever passed on her ruthless energy.
Her man was her center piece, & while he preached "I better be"
A teen on the streets, could see the future ahead of me.
To start busking a legacy, while small change made me, & my bass
Get to taste food, & make do - as the city's familiar face.
Became a linear race, which made hot bins & steam holes homely
Cuz for people who know me..
..know four strings kept me from being lonely.
If only..
E: I could be the person my Father always wanted me to be.
A: My Mother was only here to see..
So a year passed with severe aches in my back from the concrete
Cracks in the floor, that I asked for when I came on the streets?
I'm famed for deceit now, cuz I took the leace of a vow & failed
Wishing my letters of pitty would stop getting lost in the mail.
For each stamp that fails, puts another bar to the door in my jail.
& another nail impales, an already crucified complexion thats pale.
ALL HAIL!
The white ghost who's trail is whiter than the coke in his nose.
Would it have helped those confused, if I'd spoken in prose?
Or as poetry goes? To define those who actually asked right.
Religious boffs working at night:
"So the Demon come in the darkness, to hand you a black life?"
For I, was constantly shaded by the black light, & what was said
Was simply seeking reformation with them.. or wind up dead.
D: They could see in my eyes, and see through the lies..
G: That I might hate the world, but its me I despise.
With renewed positivity, a feul in me picked my bass back up
Back to busking the streets hoping I could rake back luck.
With my hate smacked shut, money in pocket to reform old tricks
Surely a brother has the time for one last fix?
I'm different..
..as I've always had the glow of ignorance. I'm never alone..
Say a prayer for the bums who never made it home.
BECAUSE YOU WALK PAST & IGNORE THEM EVERY FUCKING DAY.
Re: Strung Love - Starts At The Bass.
I like how u gave each string a symbol. It makes the emotion in the piece stand out more and expressive as well.
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Re: Strung Love - Starts At The Bass.
That shit was mad deep and beautiful at the same time. Personally made me think too and that's what writing is about as well... how we relate. When someone understands how you feel or defends your side. Even if it's a disagreement - it's open and could be resolved. I always thought the most disrespectful shit ever is when someone get mad and don't even tell you why, Especially for me cause most times I know I didn't even do shit and it's all probably based on a rumor or lie.