A man struggling to find purpose, and to live a passionate, humble human experience.
Park your Mercedes next to my Prius,
Let me feel like a King so you don’t.
Woke? Try again. And try again.
Who are you fooling?
End of the day, I am me.
A Leo. Your Lion, your King.
Get out and stay out.
Kill the Caesar and Praise Christ.
Last thing I am is awake,
Been sleeping too long
To know if I’m still dreaming.
God calm me, keep me humble.
Keep me on the path,
Cause I’m a son, not a sword,
I build, not destroy, I create, not depreciate.
Stack up my gold, and stack it higher,
All for Mom, all for Dad, all for Family.
Kill my soul for loyalty, what a man.
A man is a man on his knees, not above it.
So listen to your brother and
Stop praying, and maybe start cleaning.
© 2022 Arthur Gulumian