Flogenic

Poet / Writer / Spoken Word Artist

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Someone, Is You
Race
I Have Walked
Truth Is
Mobius
<3
Numb
Death
Prisoner
Board Games
Rainbox
Tearstains
Hi
Thorns
Breathe
Hi

Hi,

This is big like a major motion picture
Kept in proportion like
Being able to see the big picture

I'm a fixture now
Can't get rid of me
Like an amphetamine
Pumping the blood
Addicted you'll be
Trapped in endless flood
Asphyxiation
Like we're chokin' off innocent nations

Stay low key
Pressing like phone keys
Private caller; restricted

Know me
Not rejected
Sleeper hold like eternal slumber
Keeping slaves lumbering

Odds stay wack
Outnumbering
Sk3, here are my numbers

Rest your shoulders
Shrug it off soldier
At ease

Living right
Like keeping respect for the father
Like titanic won 11 Oscars
Like Nora got them Grammies

I'm just bringing real back to the foreground
Money
Get g'd get plenty of days
Get known, get signed
Get this piece of mind,

Just a piece of the pie
Ain't no man gonna take a piece of mine

No lies
Mo' tries

Forget privilege
This is my gettin' to live
Like get up stand up
And help the community out

That's my
Affirmative action
To affirmative factions
To release me
not from this world
Only this gene
Out of the world
Skies; sun and the moon

World's crazy
Like looney toons
Drop me an acme anvil
On GWB

C'mon America
What happened to kids WB

And some of these clowns that stay
Bluffin’a lot
Sayin' take it or not
Or we'll drop bombs
Break you and rot

How does a community let a rapper get away with saying suck it or not
And yet
It's time we keep what we've got

Liberty, freedom, and speech

He who's got none
Is none
Next it'll be me; then you
Just a fool

Without dignity
Giving up privacy for a little security
I ain't got nothing for you
You're gum stuck on the bottom of my shoe

Stick me
And you stuck
He who takes shit, eats shit
He who flees shit, ain't shit

Exercising freedom of speech
Just a little bit
And that's just it
Tag, I'm not it

To rag on me, naw
That ain't it

Pipe dreams
My time, my life
Stay's not as it seems
I'm free

Watchin’ my dreams
Step back
Redeem
My regime
Just as it seems

Oh, and by the way
Hi,
My name's

Eugene



© 2006 Eugene Aarons-Cooke