THE TOUT DELIGHT

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Written by Chaka PX

My Street and I

                 We bonded in knowledge of good and evil,

Dressing in formality of our speeches.

       I crave a happy ending with default foundations,

All there is my joy in sorrow of hard work.

            We reap where it was never sown,

I create nuisance even when necessary

   We own the street and drives its judgement.

No contention with my ability,

i look right and left and do the worst.

         I am born with readiness to all there is to take life,

The Tout Delight justice to the unjust,

Vineyard with no grapes.

I work hard and live on little,

        so help us the street.

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BEGGARS ALMS

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Written By Chaka PX

Child of Fire, Destitute choice

at the corner, for crumps to fall,

Who to judge, my arm at length.

Mercy i pray thee

Day by day my heart is circumcised

with vulnerability, who to help?

Please sir, please Ma, help the needy

I wish it will fall

                  Who owns it really…….

Pity all the time,

Alms don’t drop on fallen fingers

you give, i give,

                no contamination.

the beggars alms with superstition

    How many would i get?

The gold coin are expensive

 to taste.

Help the needy, help the poor.

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MY MAD MIND

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Written by Chaka PX

Delusional and unprotected,

i run with thoughts and ideas,

craving the idea of once imaginations

My mad mind kills without weapons.

my world my problem,

build without structures.

Am the king, am the subject

Reign on Me.

my mad mind

crazy and milanchuly for the tear down

madly my mind teach

driving on a stony road,

to make imperfections reliable.

My mad mind unpredicted

slowly depicting

motions into waiting,

Don’t trace my mad mind.

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DESTINY OF THE PIRATE

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Written by Chaka PX

The Ocean my wife

Beauty she must be called

Sailor’s Bold.

Understanding treasure are my choices,

my death was to sink in the belly of the ocean.

Corny and unpredictable

Forge my sword in the blood of the innocent.

Cannon and balls are my treasures,

the sound of battles are food for our soul.

Jolly Sailor’s Bold

don’t pierce my heart

Dagger of evil.

The wound of injustice,

i do not trust not even my first mate,

Let my ship sink with my bones,

and rot with power of leadership

Dead tell no tales

Pirate life for me.

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THE PLIGHT OF THE LIVING

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Written by Chaka PX

Day by Day….

Worries defines our livilhood,

craving the pain injected through life.

Oh! What is man that we know

so little of the plenty given,

the drives to fight for one breath

inhail and exhail

when is the point of living when there is no joy?

the plight are pleagues

and the pleagues are pleasures of addiction

chasing after the wind unidentified.

curses are dragon’s fire embrace in fittings

for pleasures are satisfactions.

Dead is ineveitable to life

Run, run, run, stop, stop stop, wait, wait, wait

life’s controversies,

move than your shadows.

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THOUGHTS OF THE DEAD

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Written by Chaka PX

No tears, No cries, ideas on the dark,

most imaginations were wishes,

and wishes don’t come to reality on closed eyes.

You are dead, no doubt about it,

who would have thought it’s this soon?

I can’t connect, what they are doing

if only they knew.

We but can’t touch nor speak,

Oh! gosh my wealth, such wicked gluttony

what a waste of life,

Why didn’t you listen………

I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW

Dead people only regret, so do it now.

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PATRICK AND ROSARY

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Written by Chaka PX

From his mouth are words of adoration

and lock within his palm the crucifix of redemption,

who would bring the deeper connection.

Words by words, beads by beads

counted in exhortation.

For priest the chest of light in eyes

of vision for a brighter day.

Rosary gives the purpose his hands

a direct grasp of faith.

“Oh Mother Maria” He prays

My Rosary and I

My neck and hands

so it holds.

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