P.R. Prosper Poems

This was inspired by the Beatles song of the same name

Words are flowing out like endless streams into a paper cup
They stand and sigh and soon they slip away
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Teasing the populace
A few in the acropolis lean back and forth
To a new opulent apocalypse
Profit margins monstrous
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I could’ve been known more than Snoop or Labradors
But I dodged hard work’s horns like a matador
I heard someone knocking but I ignored the door
Now I’m pacing up and down this corridor
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It’s a miracle what it takes to be thought as an adult
So many rules told to follow like young children in occults
Suffer heart wrenching pain and go hungry for assaults
Spend more time on money and stack happiness in vaults
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An ode to the lifeblood of society both past and present
The multitude of souls who break their spirits to present
Many invisible services to residents who resent
The smell of soiled clothes without their written consent
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It was on a sunny day when I was to run and play
A pick up game on a team, one was home, one away
We stayed out in the park until well beyond dark
It was no big deal cause the streetlights were sparked
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Make another soul happy, rewards divine
Cast eternal sunshine and a spotless mind
Not words to live by but my river in time
Won’t run dry if you think of these few lines
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Illegal drugs and a cache of weapons
Get dropped off and pointed in the direction
Of lost dreams broadcast on widescreens
For seconds
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Footsteps in the dark marching on the hearts
Of the stark winter terrain that was the family’s farm
Food shortage in the barn malnutrition starts to harm
No cream or proteins to stabilize their cells
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She watches over us from the confines of space
Ethereal finger on the button if our faith gets misplaced
He guides our destiny and forgives us all our errors
Through visual reminders of his everlasting terrors
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