too many updates.
Because im in a mood right now, I did this awhile back after watching Spike Lee's Def-Jam Poetry of HBO.
‘Love is WAR’ (not)
What is love, I say to you.
Love,
Lost,
Misused and confused.
Oh why the ‘fuck’ didn’t I choose
Time and Time…
Looking, searching,
Hitting the floor.
Fuck it, suck it,
They’re looking to ‘score’.
Mashed up my brain
Oh hell I’m insane
Fighting, spiting,
Listen to me
And you will see
Love, Peace, War, whores
Look, see, tally the score
Have you won?
OR did you waste time
Formulating, tabulating
Calculating, aw (fuck it…)
What have you done?
Finish the war?
Win the game?
OR did you lose and follow
Reminded of the life,
Away from the death,
Destruction
The whose who…
Tabulate the score,
Formulate the number
Two, twice, nothing more
Is that what you got?
End the War, and find the end.
Love isn’t WAR, so change it all.
OR see nothing and take a fall.
Choice.