As a hip hop kid I feel
Comfort and familiarity
Hearing street reports and vulgarity
With or without a beat
I want to hear
The ugly
In proportion with the beautiful
Paint a perfect world
And I will ignore you
For I detest conversing with liars
For life is not that way
Life hurts confuses changes
Challenges impresses and disappoints
And you let it
Inviting it closer with your pen
For that we are forever friends
*As is probably obvious reader, the Bukowski anthology I bought Friday has changed my life forever
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