Filling in the gap

Filling in the gaps
perhaps actually grappling with the facts
dutifully with tact and a knack for using all the scraps
It’s hard to keep track of the many changing maps
rearrange the framing of plenty and the few
who knew what we could do?
Time in view and patience to take it though

Filling in the gaps
Snacks in burlap sacks for the synapse
before collapsing into a relapse, relax and set safety traps
Lacking at laziness, cracking at hilarious yacks
packing miscellaneous weapons of wisecrack
one drawback is the blowback to the cardiac
knowing when you need to be asap

Filling in the gaps

Weekend wRaps

Not a full time j.o.b. but still writing hip hop po-e-try
Salaries aren’t actually the reason to shine skills carefully
more like satisfaction at the core propensity, a daily fillin fully
fealings where actions can be packed with density for full impact
Stack raps in online habitats and where the physical reacts and chats
It’s typical that cats catch the visuals of being all that, in one individual
but it takes a team to execute a light beam, from memories of a vision or dream
Collapsible perhaps, but starting a batch from scratch takes a knack
Jacked up a bunch of snacks by stuffing them in knapsacks for lunch
A hunch, that after punching the clock, hands must get sore
Keeping stock of what we got and not what we don’t have anymore
asked dad how to add who then cuts an orange in half and in pieces
the best moments in life might make you laugh or leave you speechless
The graph of your spectrum is routine outcomes
Practice makes permanent and not perfection

A lyrical injection of dopamine affect the blood stream
Even a higher level tolerance doesn’t affect the absense
Staying clean of unintelligence and obscenity sold in ignorance
Playing dirty with sturdy common sense and empirical experiments
Its pretty obvious, there is a lot of evidence, ever since inspecting the elements
Hence, from whence one came to the zero sum game
Name dropping and finger waving for blame are the same cop out options

The reason we need this medicine
is because media has been so mediocre on our intuition
unchallenged and undrivin makes ambiguous ambitions
Big ups to maintenance men and women who make us listen
Taking mental words to physical action
Build barriers against distraction
break barriers against inaction’s bigger brother
unsympathetic sentiments of carefree relaxed leisure
wRap textures

Back of the mind

Journeys of a thousand steps first took a few
Knocking for a hundred years only to find its right here
You don’t know know what you have till it’s gone and disappeared

Learning from mentors and peers
students, teachers and leaders who path our vessel into piers
turn the gears, months turn into years
I used to always need a joint and beer after working the cashier
She’s gone but I still see many others
Learning how to be a better brother, lover, and discoverer
The treasures are not all already found
put my pressure on making more beautiful sounds
in daily convo, internet forums and blog playgrounds
Bound to stick to something strong enough to tough a rebound
We are on a rise, quick grab on to the tide
In the back of the mind
Memories of a connection to a person that was sublime
intimate
Specifically intricate
measured closeness & tightly knit
Until then staying wrapped in a tool kit
Timely rhymes designed with whit and grit
Fulfilling disciplines so goals commit to stick

Tongues

Tongues can be as powerful as weapons
mouths to let it out
the young see the future and want to shout
determined to plan the outcome even at fallout
some never learn, some learn too well
life on earth is certainly heaven and hell
never seen in between
since peepin whats happening on the scene
Catch me on the corner with other rhymers in my team
Lawyers, engineers and writers of magazines
Freedom fighters with day jobs and dishes to clean
at home, meditate problems as their lifted we solve them
Constant concentration to gift this present shift in momentum
Come get some
One taught another about why we breathe with our stomach
One man, One vote is not what we got in this Republic
Election campaigns painfully protrude into public like puppets

It’s pretty difficult to talk politics and not insult
open wounds of my nation only get more salt
the leaders are pointing fingers and fault

Thank god for tongues
and that which we will do to have done
some fun, but mostly work by the ton

Shine brighter than the sun
Louder than a gun
soaking up life like a sponge
-from Mr. John Tabrizi,
your son in this family

Summer Projects

Projects are already lined up for the summer
Difficult work orders that require one to lumber
myself, I plan to take a stand to wake out of a slumber
to reach full potential takes characters and numbers
analysis in how it all fits, not a newcomer
just getting stronger
eating what makes one suffer for supper
nothing too late at night
Sleeping through dreams bares no insight
I rather not be scared and fight
and write like the strange delight of subconscious
range from having aim to complete nonsense
In a sense, everything goes down to a tense
time is more valuable than cents
yet this is what we have used to measure ever since

End of the 1st Quarter

End of the 1st quarter
and a report is in order
of course there is a source to the history we encountered
document poetry in the work after hours
compliment style with wild bluebonnet flowers
also getting outside away from computers

I feel there was much learned this last semester
Relations change and so do the seasons
Released sustain through different mechanisms
there are many forms of automation to a system
like changing daily routines and regimens
to be more clean and genuine, it’s like medicine
Render my favorite drug as the natural rush, adrenaline

Looking to the future to see what’s cooking
took out the journal, book and calendar
planning makes things look much easier
Stand to correct over standard operating procedure

Grand aspirations to become a master
Take a mentor and students to teach the features

More practice and preciseness to actually make some new devices
textually stocked a good lot of that written thought
Leaders are not bought and sold, bold as priceless
Readers of forgotten told stories, molded out of crisis
glory is never found around survivors feeling lifeless
constant state of awareness is an arrest of the conscious

The quarters ends and another starts
A team is a series of moving parts
First year as an engineer with a degree in liberal arts
-john tabrizi