Lost Treasures #4
Copyright 2011 by Coyotes Publishing
Smashwords Edition
# Winning
Today I got a call for a job interview but
the call quickly vanished when I couldn't make it.
The lady on the
other end claims she'll call me back when she's got more dates open,
what a load of shit.
I'm glad that I didn't get the interview, I'm tired of getting interviewed by trolls.
All trolls do is do me wrong, for they're own personal enjoyment.
They take
notes while the interviews go on, so they can laugh at me later.
It's
usually the same things either my speech impediment or how I look.
I
don't meet the quality of standards that they set in there minds.
Or the quality of looks that they're looking to find.
So instead they higher some floozy whose panties drop quick.
Just as soon as when you hint at the word dick.
They'd
be willing to take a purple dildo up the ass.
If you hire them and promise them some easy cash.
When they're hired they start salivating from the south mouth.
Lookin for the pole to insert into there hole.
If it's a
female who does the hiring and is the boss.
That's where the
purple dildo comes in handy.
As soon as they get shown it they start to get randy.
Knowing what a good performance can bring forth.
I'm so
tired of these fucking trolls..
#WINNING
Is what I'm too busy
doing, as more and more of you that say no to me the easier you get
weeded out.
- Kennie -
Ambush
I'm back again, running at full throttle.
Took a break for a minute and now, I'm pissed.
I'm ready to pop a squat on all you poets.
Don't need toilet paper, just need all your poetry.
I'm through playing, I'll wipe my ass with it.
Am I here
for money.. NO!.... Now that's a easy answer.
I'm raising the
fucking standards.
Back in the days poetry would be presented to the kings of ones said country.
I'm always presenting mine to all those who choose to read it, without paying a dime.
When you go and sell poetry you should be arrested for committing the biggest crime.
I enjoy presenting mine to today's biggest audience.
The world, anyone who can read English.
No
more paying for things to be created into books as that's how people
feel you need to be found.
The world wide web is here and I'm the
one whose going to school y'all.
I've
reached your peak and just barely got started.
Your a whore, go
back to the streets cause we all know that's your target.
When I see
poetry books I have to throw them down.
You are only in it because
y'all are backed by money now.
The
more y'all suck, the easier it is for me to rise.
But if you read
the poetry on the net that shouldn't be a surprise.
Yes I know I'm ugly, you need not apply.
As just cause I look this way it's just another reason for you to cry.
- Kennie -
A-S-S-H-O-L-E
Definition: a stupid, mean, or
contemptible person
Yea I'm an
asshole.
You email me and tell me to read your shit, two days
later I'm using your rhymes in my writing.
But my
stuff will sound better than yours.
I don't care to read what
other people are writing.
I don't care what other people are
fighting.
They have
issues, I have mine.. I care more bout mine.
If I don't know you,
your issues mean nothing to me.
Yea you
can label me an asshole
I'm fast with my words and my poetry comes
all natural.
Not that it means anythin to me as it's somethin that
people call me all the time.
You don't want to see any shit from this asshole.
Cause I don't give a shit bout your poetry
I tell your wifey nighty night cause she looked sleepy.
When I got done with her I be out the front door like nothin happened.
Yea I'm an ASSHOLE
Yea you
can label me an asshole
I'm fast with my words and my poetry comes
all natural.
Not that it means anythin to me as it's somethin that
people call me all the time.
You don't want to see any shit from this asshole.
Cause I don't give a shit bout your poetry
- Kennie -
Bring Me Down...
They say I'm a killer.
But in fact
I can't be no realer.
When you bring me down.
When you bring me
down.
When you bring me down.
You'll always bring me down.
Anytime
you see me roaming the streets, my face always showcasing a frown.
At
six foot four people tend to run and hide.
Too afraid to talk, too
afraid to be by my side.
I say very little, I write alot
more.
Some people hate it, they always feel like I'm sore.
Giving
the world a cold shoulder.
Feeling like every day is an even
bigger boulder.
They say I'm a killer.
But in fact
I can't be no realer.
When you bring me down.
When you bring me
down.
When you bring me down.
I always feel as if my back is up
against the wall.
Being forced to come out swinging just to watch
the masses fall.
No matter what you say I can see what your trying
to in your undertone.
After the interview I won't be waiting by
the phone.
You constantly keep rejecting me.
While the demons
are always selecting me.
My demons are constantly outweighing my
angels.
2 to 1, 5 to 2, whichever the numbers always out of this
world.
The numbers are never in my favor.
When it's my time, I
doubt I'd meet the Savior.
They say I'm a killer.
But in fact
I can't be no realer.
When you bring me down.
When you bring me
down.
When you bring me down.
Kennie Kayoz
Bring Me Down...Part 2
They say I'm a
killer.
But in fact I can't be no realer.
When you bring me
down.
When you bring me down.
When you bring me down.
When I Kennie grab some
ink I cause Kayoz.
I've been banned from numerous poetry sites
cause the subjects I speak.
I have even been known to crash poetry
sites in matters of a week.
Many web hosts label me as an evil in
the world.
When I get into my groove, I'm a wiz at this.
They
say my poetry is hotter than hell.
When they look into my eyes
they can see that I'm not well.
But my emotion is colder than
freezing.
Time for you to open your heart and start believing.
As
long as God allows me to express my thoughts I'll always be
around.
If you choose to hate, your head will be the first thing
that hits the ground.
Got told I have ADD they called it a
disease.
I told'em that they're just jealous, cause I can think
separately with each piece.
I'd have four simultaneous thoughts
going through my mind at once.
They say I'm a
killer.
But in fact I can't be no realer.
When you bring me
down.
When you bring me down.
When you bring me down.
With some of the things
I've done in my past.
I'm surprised that my body and mind would be
able to last.
I feel that if you want to put stalk into
poetry.
Then place all your money on Kennie.
Everything I write
people always want to read.
Seems like I should be destined to
succeed.
But if you look at the life I live.
I have nothing
left to give.
I feel as if the world is beating me down.
Which
is why I walk the streets with a frown.
They say I'm a
killer.
But in fact I can't be no realer.
When you bring me
down.
When you bring me down.
When you bring me down.
Kennie Kayoz
Dreamer
I've always lived inside
my head.
Even watching my own death in my head.
Nothing ever
goes the way I want it.
I forced to constantly put up with
shit.
In my mind things are alot better, most of the time.
I
don't struggle at times to write any sort of rhyme.
I'm just a dreamer.
I
dream my life away.
I'm just a dreamer.
Who dreams of better
days
I wish I could just live
inside my mind.
I think then everything would be fine.
I can't
stand being apart of this life.
I want things to get better.
But
I know they won't.
I spend most of my time drowning myself in a
dream world.
More fictional than one could imagine.
I'm just a dreamer.
I
dream my life away.
I'm just a dreamer.
Who dreams of better
days
Kennie Kayoz
Nag Nag Nag
Today I woke up to being nagged at, being told I
do nothing.
When little does the person know who is the one whose
doing the nagging.
I'm the one who does everything.
But yet I'm
the first one who gets nagged at cause it seems that I do nothing.
I
can't stand this, it's getting to me more and more.
I would like to leave this place but I feel as if there is no where for me to go.
Nobody wants me, which I
can understand.
Why would anyone want a failure like myself.
I don't know why I was
put here on this planet.
I don't know what my purpose is in this
life.
Am I destined just to be someones stress relief.
Until my life ends one
way or another.
Or am I destined for more.
Nobody will give me a chance in life.
Is this all that I have to live for.
Why do I have to put up
with this.
It's getting to the point where I can't even sleep.
All
I hear in my head is your voice nagging and nagging.
Just want to bash my head with harder and harder objects till I black out and not wake up.
- Kennie -
Judgment Day
With all the talk for
May 21st.
When it gets here can you take me in a burst.
I'm
ready for my life to end.
Nobody will miss me, no friends.
Things
keep getting worse every day.
So I do hope it happens in may.
Businesses close, jobs
are few.
I feel like I'm boiling in hells stew.
Would you like
one spoon or two.
Perhaps I'd be better on the next level
Kennie Kayoz
May 21st 2011 – End Of The World / Mass Suicide
On May 21st
the world shall end.
So quickly leave your house's and go tell a
friend.
Profess your dying sins.
Start telling the world
all that is wrong with it.
When they tell you all that is wrong
with the book you hold, deny it.
Is the man you speak of
real or fake.
Is the book you hold fact or fiction.
What is
so special about May 21st.
Is that when the kool aid will be
quenching your thirst.
Claim the Gospel never
lies.
The gospel was written by man.
By a man you couldn't have
understand.
The most glorified
death in the whole world.
Thousands of years later and we're still
talking about it
Confess your sins, raise your glasses on the 21st
of May.
We can save you now...
You have been chosen to make
noise, you have been chosen to make the news.
The lives of
fictional writers depend on you to spread the word of...
The word
of whom ?
The word of an all powerful being, that apparently got nailed to a cross, and came back to life ?
Quickly run to the kool aid.
On May 21st we'll all
have a toast to you, to the ones who jumped when someone else said
jump.
~ Praise Jesus !! ~
Kennie Kayoz -
Wave & Celebrate
It's time for y'all to
wave and celebrate.
Don't you worry if it's even after eight.
This
will be my final post here.
My stuff will stay up, but I won't be
near.
I feel as if I'm done my
visit.
But don't think that I'm going to quit.
So feel free to
have a drink.
Or spend sometime to think.
This will be the final
thing I write.
As I'm going to fly off like a kite.
To see
where I land.
So good bye, y'all it's been grand...
Kennie Kayoz