THE TRAVELING POET (Ode to Philly) / by LAZY GENiUS

I love to travel and take in different things and see what my mind will come up with while being in a new places. Here are two of my favorites... We would love to hear from you abut some of your favorite travel places you've been, and some places you think we should check out. These poems were written in 2014 while in the beautiful city of  Philadelphia.

I love to travel and take in different things and see what my mind will come up with while being in a new places. Here are two of my favorites... We would love to hear from you abut some of your favorite travel places you've been, and some places you think we should check out. These poems were written in 2014 while in the beautiful city of  Philadelphia.

Waiting

As I sit on the porch of sanity looking  for words to paint this canvas I see three men in the sky with eyes looking similar to mines but not mine because I can't fly. I'm only a child of the moon and a descended of the sky, an angel on PCP tryna find my way home because the things I've seen can't compare to the things I've dreamed, so let me drown me in a pool until I find Atlantis, and wake up in Texas looking at my body that's been drug over a miles length of concrete. No longer a child without a father because my father has been waiting for me, and I've been waiting for something to explain my obsession with threes. Death, denial, and the days it took for Jesus to be resurrected, all things that come in threes so I should have three daughters with Venus and give her Saturn's rings only to break her heart in three light years because of an affair with three stars to birth one sun
 

Shine Through

I realized tonight as I cried tears of poisonous nectar off the rings of Saturn that I am not of this world

Fornicated with a star and prayed for a sun, only to be reminded of all the shit I've done 

I'll never make to the light I've been sitting for way too long

I'll get up....

 

And 

 

Dig holes in Egyptian sands in hopes to find the heart of Osiris, I need leverage to show the people why they should feel me entirely 

My environment was meant to harm; made me into a monster and taught me how to disguise my murders with charm 

A Martian spitting sunflower seeds on mars concrete where mermaids swim in the ocean of red tar and birds chirp like car alarms  

I'm alarmed because you've been warned by what's been going on 

This world has been chewed and spit, I guess you're going be the one to swallow it all... 

 

Well

 

That piece of pie isn't gon sooth my hunger 

Because Poe, Twain, and Shakur were the death dealers feeding me 

Maybe I can still make a difference without you seeing my face on a tv

I doubt it 

But fuck it, I've finally got a hold of the key of knowledge

Used it to unlock that caged bird

Didn't quite know any words to the song so decided to stay silent 

If you listen, it's a million words tucked in silence, but it seems this whole world is only moved by money, drugs, and violence...

 

So 

 

Let me flee to my home, where I can watch galaxies mingle and show it's newest dance moves to a full moon

In hopes that you'll see me shine, somewhere in between BET and the news...