Frustrations
Frustrations
Vibrations

I stroke with my pen as a whip
Hit hard, no lard
Substance using
No abuse
Just choosing.
Spending attention on facts
Not dollars
Rolling thoughts
Caught up
In no limitation.

Seemingly random facts , they breeze by
Want the fruit, but no trunk
The tree’s die,
So tinted red
I take the right one,
Use your head
not lead
and make it right son.

-Ben

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