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GenesisCorrupted
Taoist, Writer, Student, Artist




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Genesis poetry slam 1
#28455461 - 09/01/23 09:23 PM (4 months, 24 days ago) |
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 This is a place to lay down some words. Ya dig? Anything can be poetry as long as it has feelings behind it. Keep it cool though, so cool. Because abuse will not be tolerated.
I will start us out with The first. This is something I wrote, while I walked down the remains of a road that I use. Construction decided to destroy both sides of the sidewalk. At the same time. I call it Slag
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (11/30/23 12:07 AM)
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GenesisCorrupted
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It’s slag it’s cracked It’s lumps and bumps and metal chunks Do you want to walk and talk? Oh, that’ll just make you slip & trip. You cannot look at the blue sky. You have watch as cars pass by. If you don’t. You could die.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (09/01/23 09:29 PM)
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GenesisCorrupted
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The desert
The fools stand idly by. Thinking nothing. As people die. Their money Worn as cloaks around them The planet earth can’t sustain us. Money won’t matter. When they come. To smash in your doors and tear you to pieces. You are now food. Your hands filled with paper. They will drag you outside. They will take you all the way. To the desert. Your home. The world you made for yourself. Where you doomed us all to be.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (09/02/23 07:31 PM)
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GenesisCorrupted
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I’m not you I am me You don’t like it but cant you see? An artist Not a worker bee?
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Buster_Brown
L'une


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God is a Retard
God is retarded I know for a fact cuz the last will be first.
Give him enough rope and he will hang himself.
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GenesisCorrupted
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The thunder storm
It can be scary. To hear someone having that much fun. Especially when they’re so quiet most the time. Their laughter can keep you up at night. But Let them thrash. Let them play. The next day will be clean. The air sweet and pure. The plants battered. Will grow more robust. So let the night be rauceous sometimes. It deserves to party too.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (09/18/23 07:42 PM)
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Buster_Brown
L'une


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Nice
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GenesisCorrupted
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Flowing, rippling, oceans, dinosaurs, ripping, eating, tearing.
Jellyfish in space It has been digesting a planet for millennia.
The bone fish like a snake crawled across the ocean floor. Until it fell out into the sea that was space itself.
That poor creature fell into a black hole of its own, imagining that never existed again.
Solid black. Like a crystal. Intangible without form.
Where am I.
I try and get on my bed. Then I hit my head.
Black
Everything swirling. Dancing whirling in the sky
Diamonds rain down like fireworks.
I visited 1000 verandas.
I saw the moons Crestover a planet that will never exist
I am the leviathan.
My light are the fireworks in the abyss. I exist. That is my artistic statement.
The light show that I produce doesn’t need to be viewed by anyone.
It also doesn’t make it any less incredible to see.
This is what I will be. I will swim in the sea. The leviathan will be me.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/08/23 08:21 PM)
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GenesisCorrupted
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I’ve seen your land. Your people are happy. But blood is on your hand. So tell me why someone as noble as you. Makes blood sport look so grand?
The king did sigh, His eyes closed as he began to stand. Not a single person should have to die. But before you cry. Let me tell you why.
If they did not die. A 1000 more in graves would lie. It is a great burden I have upon my head. But let them hate me. That is what I am for. Now , please put this to bed.
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GenesisCorrupted
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You asked for a bed You got a strap
You asked for more food. You got a smack
Only babies cry Grow up fast
If you need any help. Well, that’s too bad
A circle of salt Around a broken mirror
Your vision now could not be clearer
Snips and snails with puppy dog tails
Smoke can be bottled if you are quick
The last breath from a man thats sick
Buried under a Harvest Moon
The next morning wait for the loons croon
The nail from a coffin of an enemy
Anything to end this misery.
Once it is done.
The die has been cast.
Will you finally rest at last?
She can’t, She is empty.
Hate took everything at mass.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/08/23 03:15 AM)
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