Billionaires Pay The Wall

…lightning

Frightening the size of the divide, the wall

Exciting, getting off, fighting

Beating the law, dying, drying

Autumn crumbles the humble

Kite flying, red eyed

Fiends for for green presidents

Bodies stack, relevant, payoff for the hell of it

Bar the tan, prison, uncle Sam

No hands given, bands and cuffs

Vans driven by the man, tough luck

Payless labor, the slaver filled with tricks

Slave work, catches the dipshits

Favors he says, slips up

Ignored

Fiddle with Riddles

Meddling with shit settled

Better vote, but don’t matter

No hope, the game got broke

Gettin’ sadder, rigged

The pigs…

By Mark Delaware

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Blunt Art, Bro!

Little Bobby Bill droppin’ pills
Standin’ still atop the art hill
Shameful, fu’real
Holdin’ back that I’ll skill
Scrappin’ scribbles
‘Cause someone ain’t feel well
Fuck that dribble
Tell all hell
Share that rattle tattle tale
Shoots to climb ladders
‘Till thugs turn pussy for bail
Shit the real frail fools feel they fail full of themselves and ain’t do.

By Mark Delaware

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