No Wealth For Your Highness

A devastating hit saw him drop then flipflop bringing the fight to a stop.

Docked his pay on a bad day so that night he ran away.

Food pantries with the meat missing called for eating at
the soup kitchen.

Bike stolen, walking miles made his feet sore.

Lawn mower barely cranks but he still knocked on the door.

Last night a girlfriend said:

THERE WAS A KING THAT MADE HIMSELF POOR

Chances of striking it big getting further from sight so he decided to fight.

Superstitious sightings were the cause of his writings which brought down thunder and lighting in manner too frighting.

Public opinion antagonized him provoking a rage too stressful for his age so he stepped in a cage.

Although he was only a novice it was the determination and confidence he felt that caused him to go head-to-head with a sub-black belt.

Questionably slammed on his head, listened for the Ref but nothing said, suffered a concussion yet still didn’t earn any bread.

I say it now as it was said before:

THERE WAS A KING THAT MADE HIMSELF POOR

An intriguing writer and sarcastic Poet with the potential for great success yet acts as if he doesn’t know it.

Until he is the subject of jokes and therefore humiliated but bounces back with poetic track, verbally attacked, called whack by a few people who love to hate it.

Death threats from different sets had him thinking of placing bets.

Usually broke, always poor had him on backpage as a male whore but he never made enough money to buy a piece of candy out the store.

Ford Explorer totaled out by his ex in a wreck sending him completely downhill now he asking for a government check.

Living room damp so he turns on the lamp to check his fridge and instantly prays that he can get food stamps.

As stated before:

THERE WAS A KING THAT MADE HIMSELF POOR

Jesus missed the fax about the tax so he came through heated to the max.

Knocked over the tables that held the tax money but when that money belong to the Romans it ain’t funny

Cared not to cover his tracks as Judas plotted to put him on wax, crazy shit goes on behind your back and that petty shit be wack.

If you cant SEE who that HE be then just remember the initials L.A.B.

Motivator not a denigrator, a statement that always seems to be lost on a hater.

For fun they poked fun at him and went hard not knowing he would go harder so when the hard got harder they formed a clique while labeling him a shit starter.

Stole data from his phone's storage just to see his dick, yeah it was sick but check for the bullshit because they sent the pics of his dick to his partner’s chick.

Sucker for love, or so he thought, hard to cheat without getting caught especially when the fight he fought was already bought and the lessons were rarely blessings contrary to what he was taught.

Hear that knock at the door:

THERE WAS A KING WHO MADE HIMSELF POOR

I am not done, I am no don, I just kick the slick shit while having fun.

So stop all the fuss never be in a rush and when you see your crush let the rhythm in your mouth flow not hush.

Feeling crushed he put a smile on his face as he flushed while he brushed, tooth broken, outspoken but still make the girls blush.

Anthony Brannen- July 18, 2017

 

 

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