I'm an aspiring web developer but also poet so I thought -- what if I post my art here? :P
Da’ man –
ol’ Barking boy growin’ up.
Hardened by da streets -
cold and em’ty e’ is -
Inside.
No far’va -
No guidance -
No role model.
But e’ moves to express ‘imself –
Wiv’va block boyz.
And e’s livin’ it up, innit.
e’s stealing from da shop
and e’s dealing hash
And e’s looking over
And e’s seeing dat woman.
As beautiful as ‘is muv’va –
caring n’ sweet.
And she’s bein’ treated like an object –
getting’ pass’t ‘round by da boys.
COS they think, SHE HAS NO EMOTIONAL CAPACITY.
SHE HAS NO FREEDOM.
SHE DON’T HAVE SOMEONE
SHOWING HER
DIGNITY’ N’ RESPECT.
But man, why does she need it anyways?
not even ‘er far’va would giv’vit ‘er –
so why would ‘e?
Why would ‘e?
WHY WOULD ‘E?
WHY WOULD ‘E OPEN THAT BUDDHA BOOK
WHY WOULD ‘E TRY TO END ‘IS SUFFERING??
WHAT MYSTERIES OF ETHICAL CONDUCT WOULD THAT BOOK REVEAL?
COULD THEY BOTH BE ENLIGHTENED? COULD THEY BOTH SIT ATOP THE FLATS ON THE ESTATE, OBSERVING THE TENDENCIES OF MAN?
WHAT DA HELL
COULD ‘E?
But all ‘e knew was –
‘e wanted to end it for ‘er.
n’ ‘e wanted to end it for ‘imself
the pain.
PRAJNA AND KARUNA –
DISSOLUTION OF‘VA EGO.
THE INTERBEIN’ over SUFFERING.
dat very next day -
‘e came back to va’ same place
on da same block
wid’- da same friends
but dat woman weren’t to be seen –
cos.
