Written (4/2/2016) while observing a particular man on Hollywood Boulevard.
Everybody just wants to be heard.
Standing on the street corner speaking completely absurd.
Screaming out into the world,
Please let me just give you my word.
I can contribute, I have knowledge.
Something you've never heard before.
From the inside out, I lived through war.
Though my speech is filled with cursing,
Please listen to me sing,
A song of truth
Built through my blood, sweat, & tears.
Do you know the things that I've seen?
The things done to me? I can barely cope.
It takes everything in me not to lose hope.
So get off your high horse Pope
And listen to my words,
I'll share my dope.
Everybody just wants to be heard.
Standing on the street corner speaking completely absurd.
Screaming out into the world,
Please let me just give you my word.
I can contribute, I have knowledge.
Something you've never heard before.
From the inside out, I lived through war.
Though my speech is filled with cursing,
Please listen to me sing,
A song of truth
Built through my blood, sweat, & tears.
Do you know the things that I've seen?
The things done to me? I can barely cope.
It takes everything in me not to lose hope.
So get off your high horse Pope
And listen to my words,
I'll share my dope.
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