Week 12: YDK vs. Spoken (Spoken wins)

[Vulgar]

LGPA Season 1: Week 12

YDK Spoken

Check ins: Thursday (Midnight Eastern time)
Poems Due: Friday (Midnight Eastern time)
Votes due: Sunday (Midnight Eastern time)


Topic:

See topic thread.


Good luck.

[YDK]

Sup broseph? Check

Wanna do a short piece week? I'm cool either way

[Spoken]

Sup... dont matter ur still gonna lose LOL!

[Spoken]

16th birthday and im all jittery..
.. I keep fumbling with words
Because what I was told is something
-Special

It read....



Dearest Son,

I love you..
...and I....

Kept a tune that wasnt working,
Passed a gimmick as a another person,
Stuck inside a riddled mind so I let the gun hit picture perfect.
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So as I stepped, I barricaded my own thoughts inside a cube,
Left it open...
.. for what is spoken can find its way back to you.
Did u see it? Was it nice? Did u find what others liked?
Scribbling a thesis on how to meet this... so called heathen at night.
See- you and me are alike, we stay aligned as the planets,
Circular regiments have emptied this heart of gold onto granite.
-but this is my world...
... if u want it come grab it.
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"The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding go out to meet it. [Thucydides]"
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So I send you my best...
In hopes of such meaning revived,
I let you go but did you know that every star I had scribed.
Gave u time to develop and see the world as a vessel,
Let the theatrics play its role as I sit here wishing I met you.
My wrongs have left me...
.. in such dissarray with disparities.
The touch of your skin I can only say
Is as warm as the suns first peak.
Voice so beautiful it harkens..
... what blackens behind.
For clarity- this is an ode!
The son I had left so he could grow just to weep.
As I fade to the darkness...
... I challenge the mind.

My son- the bravest soul alive..

Forever,
Love Mom!

The emotional ride I had just took
Let me wanting some answers.
He said son let me explain to you all about cancer.
So we stayed up for hours. We shared tears in the room,
Proceeded beyond the doors outside on the stoop.
Then I wiped his chin... and without him having a clue,
Told him that between us two.... Dad. The bravest one was you.

Vulgar YDK