Jay Alejo Writes

im slick with it im quick with it gotta keep it quick witted

i saw what they did to my boy and i almost shitted

what can i say i just happen to be lyrically gifted

nestling myself comfortably within the role that im fitted

the theistic buddha is recrucified

meanwhile the whole world is Jerusalamized

i see it in their eyes theyre terrified

maybe its in the mirror that i describe

i pause to examine another chalice

and stop to manage my own malice

i peer into the pages of the worlds atlas

he didnt write much he couldnt manage

but i cant just abandon the madness

slamming back into sadness examined

through sheer brute force magnanimity

and still i turned out just another casualty

an enslaved shame in the eyes of my own family

damaging rudimentary exuding elusive symmetry

still in the eyes theres a sort of vague shimmering

simmering boils pop and then recede in the soil

foiled plots bubble up and i resume to ignore them

employ them in a new scheme befuddled

oh fuck here comes some new trouble

abandon all hope all ye who enter here

spent the whole winter happily drinking beer

and when the sun finally arose the next year

i closed out the fortress and from then on steered clear

and if i had the chance to explain

its like twin black and white moths simultaneously

engulfed within the flame extemporaneously

after all we do have an uphill mound to climb

but after that im certain we all can really shine

refine and grind our minds until we shine in time

and then relax kick back and sip on fine wines