Make magic off the call of car alarms.
Like every pig done gone and littered the farm with enough bacon to legitimize lighting fire to stove.
Stuck at home with a case of Rose;
Enough wine to make the Sunset blush.
Back-stabbers follow along, like every big kid had enough of the bullies at noon.
We a creative force.
We create destruction to barns and wreak havoc along with every one of a failing artist’s bad songs.
So stay informed, like school-daze is now a firing range for Guns.
Still just a Gremlin at home, a less than upright plow through the storm of bullets that chew up your home.
Matthew Thompson is an American-born writer & author, raised in California. He grew up walking the streets & garnered a deep respect for graffiti art. All he did was read in his early life, up to eighteen when he became embroiled in the world of Sex, drugs & rock & roll. His style comes from a mix of various rap artists & ancient philosophy.