It Be Yer Wurds by Robin Lipinski

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Pack a Lunch

By: Hunger For What Burns

Dedicated to Tammy, you have and will make a very bad decision but there still is time...

He smiled at me; white teeth, black skin, sneakers new and red.
Some say he's a, "Gangsta," to me, I call him Jim.
We played together back on the block, until
until (such a word, an expectation of change, of hope, of waiting for the eventual outcome)
until the money,
the power,
the girl,
until the darkness of evil came along.

I was sitting on the 109, looking out at my life
he was sitting in the convertible, tapping out the song with his gold,
until,
until he returned my bold stare with his smile.

I felt my heart quicken,
skin glowing and sticky with sweat,
feeling very strange and powerful emotions,
I turned and looked again.

It was only a blur
another dark form in black
threw down his hot-dog
pulled his hood over his head
drew a gun from his waist...

No longer the smile
Jim lay bleeding and dead,
an act some would call physics,
others would believe fate,
whatever it is,
Jim and I will be together now
for flying lead with the force of kinetic power
shattered too my window
a window of life
leaving the world my last smile.
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Secrets of the Alien who asks, "What's a day job?"

by: (Classified: Tou to 0..0.o0)

"Take this job and shove it! I aiiiin't workin here no more..."
to steal the line from a song like humanity stole from me.

A question now, what happens when everything is taken from you?
Your books, your friends, your computer?
Everything except your body,
your mind,
your mate.

A new land,
a new world,
a new day.
Just think of the superstitions, as the new world freezes, boils, and shakes.

A new religion,
a new science,
a new ideal,
and then, here you are today.

An evolution of progress,
a continuation of pain,
so simple yet so hard,
and yet, /\/\/\/\/\//\ and then, here you are today.

A day job?
Much as I hate to say,
"I'm on it, and for all the work, I ain't gettin paid!"
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