Revolutionary War

Revolutionary War by Khari D. Hawke He's been stabbed in the back.  Kicked in the sack.  And still is trying to recover.  But there's only limited time to discover.  Ones that envy are obnoxiously hungry.  Have so much empty space in their head like Humpty Dumpty.  Can I get a little peace?  Why are the most cherished moments so hard to reach?  With all the bullshit I been through.  No more being damaged, no more repitively being broken through.  It's like a 9 month pregnant mom got beaten and had a break-in entry.  I know it's hard to believe but abuse exists even in the 21st century.  Being in disbelief can only last so long.  It's hard to accept the pain, ignorance, and so on.  So what if I have feminine traits.  It doesn't automatically differ me from those who are straight.  Yea, yea I heard it all before.  It seems so common now and I'm wanting to hear it more.  Your this, your that.  I've been fed it so much that it's making me fat.  I fish like a mothafucka'.  I get any lady I want knowin' I ain't no sucka.  Let's just say it only gets better from here.  So much better that I don't even have to look back rear.  Bobby. V said,"I'm runnin' from my past, there's nothin I can re-do I'm just lookin in my rearview."  I feel lyk I crossed that bridge and I have my own point of view.  I'm an intellectual artist.  Whether it's music, dancing, or a stylist.  I love who I am and I ain't never gonna change for nobody.  Pretendin' is a way of discomfort, to mask my whole body.  To act like someone I'm not to satisfy people.  We're all human, god created us in diverse ways to pupil.