Ran'dem Rhymes vol.#15

By Ruhudeen Ali

October 12th, 2012

Can I get a few scraps from the landfill of love

or is it overrated, just an ant-hill lookin' down from above?

Piles of discarded emotions start to reek

with no where to go so we go out to seek

more food of love til we become fools of love

and those who get none increase their love of food

chasing after moods writing poems about the moon

but it's all for naught, that's some food for thought

thought is my food I get fat on what was taught

I learned that what you dream of, some people toss away

everyday, somebody gets what you could only wish for

and you'd never imagine they'd be this bored

meanwhile you sit on top of things others wish they had

but you just shit on it, like a toilet

boil it, heat it up and eat it

with barely any words of gratitude to speak of it

the things you take for granted someone out there needs it

like the needs you have someone else done discard it

"Life is a plate man, gotta eat what you can

then trash the leftovers," nobody gives a crap

about the scraps you coulda had off their plate

"go out there man and satiate!"

is the message of my culture

but forget being a lion I can't even survive as a vulture

a scavenger of love who gets none

and forget physical, I'm talking emotional and spiritual

I'm hustling out here stuck in my rituals

sort of similar to biblical but its quranic

fixing people's love while being lonely, isn't it ironic?

And sorry Alanis, I never bought your cassette

cuz I was focused on singing about the opposite

in other words, serendipity

but instead of good luck I got the other end that of pity

malware corrupted up my system

saying prayers to try to fix 'em

fearing the blue screen of death

but the brother of the screen got me fallin' asleep in heedlessness

I wanted to make a change to impact it all

but my plan was apparently too impractical

I need guidance so I can gal-dance

with the woman I love

nowadays that's why I'm either lookin' down or up above

cuz I need some love from the Creator who is like none of the above

yea I got up from the shove the world had thrown me

now I'm just tryna do me and grow me

but mostly alone cuz I'm runnin' out of homies

I'm not tryna say they're phoney cuz I love 'em

but they barely have the time to telephone me

plus some of them are in different GMTs & zoneys

every now & then askin' if I'm talking to some sonis

but my response is usually the same baloney so I'm left alone G

thinkin something's fishy like he's not wearin cologne G

sorry I gotta say this but to all the haters you can blow me

erect a plan like Zhuge Liang's Longzhong, that's what she said

create something amazing and leave behind a legacy

something to be proud of after the death of me

I thought this day I'd never see, the future I can't foresee

I'm not one to prophesy but just wanna profit-see
materially and spiritually, so I can get with the program
and be the man with my ma'am on instagram
settle down and start an instafam
but i'm trying to slow it down 
reverse a frown & quit bein' a clown
cuz you gotta learn the patience of Ya'qub
if you wanna be that dude.