April 13, 2006

Need is relative

What the world needs
Is bling-bling poetry
A celebration of the material
The trivial
The pursuit of 'mine is bigger, better than yours'

The quest for perfection in word
Truth in language
Beauty in feeling
Is a devotion to wasted time

What we need
Is gangsta poetry
Words that keep it real
And wallow in the quagmire of ghetto living, of guns, and drugs, and self-pity
Repetition upon repetition to ensure that you get it

Truth is for the weak
Progress is for fools

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