FIDAYEEN

drft...wud

anhilation my destiny
fidayeen my name
war thy game

i dont fight the streets
nor in hidden creeks
i dont fight for a badge
nor wish any ravage

don't get me wrong
i do fight my fight
nor for a cause or
so called dream.
nor for that mundane mass
or stupid serene

I fight the shadows
drafts in the the wind
careless rustles
leaves on swing
i fight the rays
in the shaft of a beam
i fight the gasps
in a kettels steam.

i fight
shadows
winds
&
steam
i fight a battle
that rages
with in
a fidayeen
a fida yeen
of
groans & bruises
the daily grind.


WAR SLUR



WAR SLUR
drft...wud


i wnt 2 war
whn supposd to luv

tht mks u call me names
sen 2 correxion dens

u tel me 2 mind my foul mouth
keeep quite
hol my shout...

suits u fine in ur
pacific castle..
which i can't evn behol ..
wi my broken lens.
shit in head

hav no poems in my vein
cos i am at war
whn supposed 2 luv..
no smooth word ...only slur..
cos am at war



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