♦ the ruler rap ♦

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October 3 by The Running Son

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 ♦ the ruler rap ♦

You cannot see me… behind my Rolex and green stacks, between the yes-men and roadies–gets hard to breathe and I mean that. Gets hard to trust and you’ve seen that. Gets hard to screen out the weasels or lean back, relax and feel gratitude among these appeasing people.

Padlocks keep honest men honest, but money makes them cagey, like vultures salivating while the money remains stable. Under-the-table backhand deals incubating? That’s the golden egg and the chicken that hatched it swapping GMO’s, DNA, and fornicating.

I’ve become unrelatable, but top rated, labeled Grade A Pasteurized among the Real Housewives: a horror story behind an American fable. A million channels of cable cannot satiate. Take this plate away, my palate can’t concentrate the way these garnishes are suspiciously straight, and prearranged.

Painted my rec-room 50 Shades of Grey, with a stripper pole. Bought a Papal Bull off eBay. I keep it under glass and pray twice daily in case I break some cardinal rule. Am I the ruler of the world or just a fool? It’s ok, it’s cool. I’ll run for president. Won’t pay one red cent when I buy off the electoral pool.

 

 

 

by Jim Aldrich (:

Written in the comment section for The Poetry Question

Daily Prompt: You wake up one morning to find that you have been given the thing you want most in the world. Describe how this ruins your life.

http://thepoetryquestion.com/2013/10/03/the-daily-prompt-october-3rd-the-monkeys-paw/

Also for the Daily Post daily prompt:LEADER

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/14/daily-prompt-bookworm/

©2013 JimAldrich

All Poetry by RunningSon, aka Jim Aldrich

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10 thoughts on “♦ the ruler rap ♦

  1. good stuff, Jim, hope you are well, sir. best wishes from Baldy 🙂

  2. ρöετις says:

    Those who really rule
    never show their faces,
    instead they just have
    front men puppets
    to take their places
    to take the blame
    and the masses hatred
    scapegoats placed
    a strategic distraction
    so actions go unnoticed
    a deception well practiced

    • The most tactical acts
      belie the actual facts.
      Society naturally passes
      the baton of action

      on to the masses
      electing land-sliders,
      sock-puppets and liars,
      just in time for taxes.

      • ρöετις says:

        Just relax and sit back
        keep calm and carry on
        lullabies of lies sung like
        repetitive reassurances
        insuring our compliance
        and silencing the masses
        those who dare question
        rendered enemies of the
        system sequestering them
        slavery was just perfected
        it’s freedom they abolished
        polishing up the lies as the
        truth gets hung from nooses

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