Poems drawn from an urn
Full of ashes birthing the burning
Wings of the phoenix
As my pen beams this
Tragic comedy on screens it
Shows the contradictions
In the waking moments
Of my awakening moment
On this play of life I stage
Like robberies of Pharaohs' grave
I brave the course of curses
Recursive like pyramid schemes
In my daydreams of cream
My imperative is a narrative
Of my explorative adventures
Through the sunken pits of
Los Angeles trying to layup
A shot in the paint
So I don't faint, fail, and kill myself
I need wealth
That's my lifeline
So I must make mine
That's why I keep on writing lines
In my diary of enlightening rhymes

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