Rocking the hard hat with the lantern on top, a lime green safety vest and steel toed shows like a Kentucky or West Virginia coal miner; we've got a lot of work to do!
Blue collar with it, salt of the earth with Book of Matthew salt and light type of work; naysayers told me nobody will work with you…
…or me to say it correctly per scrutiny from the thought, fashion and even the morality police rolling foul like the Memphis Scorpion Unit per Tyre Nichols; I tell you what, ingenuity is used to follow the script of life.
This good word is dropped and the bass will rumble as digital crate digging continues!! we’ve got a lot of work to do but its easy to stumble or even crumble and fall due to the toil and strife.
But will these falling words lead to a perjury of my soul? scattered thoughts need to be collected!
Said its all good or imperfections are accented; will this poetry tell the story of how I roll? it’s all connected!
On this so called Terrible / Terrific Tuesday where things can go either way we’re trying to perfect it!
What? the terrific outcome and then we’ll pull out the drum to celebrate life, O-Dog Day Partying as we let the music play! can you dig it?
But we’ve still have a lot of work to do based on how these earthlings play; so much for that Sunday love the preacher talked about a couple of days ago, I see it didn’t last long.
Oh! we were trying to work with you, trying to work it all out, we tried to carry on! oh yes we tried to be strong!
Oh! that’s how we do we proceed and continue we have a knack for it, we didn’t let go!
But soon the harshness of reality made positivity retreat! we were irate, we shouted don’t go!! don’t Go!