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General, I aspire to have your level of self-discipline
Salutations, dear anon.
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"Hoo-Yah" By: Bacio DiVita
“Hoo-Yah”
Written by: Bacio DiVita, Jacob Matthew Miller
May 25, 2011
You’ve been such a naughty boy
take off those army clothes and lets deploy
Give me those guns with trigger-happy joy
A myth? A lie? A secret society?
The Illuminati?
Underground? Mainstream?
How about all free to dream?
Live in peace love and happiness
that brings bliss to every waking and sleeping moment.
Living honestly.
Every person I’ve known since I was able to penny pinch hasn’t kept all promises promised.
So slutty and dolly. A troll.
A vicious malicious mole that only comes out of his hole when I’m not in town.
He’s just sleeping around.
Collecting more ammunition and bullets for his belt.
You’ve been such a naughty boy
take off those army clothes and lets deploy
Give me those guns with trigger happy joy
Have we all felt an inch of pure truthfulness?
Given or received pure as in holiness?
NO
and if you have…
Give me a stab with a backhand then point your finger just like Uncle Sam and say
“I want you”
What’s inside these lines is a bit hard to define.
Alone, individually we are all divine in our own mind.
And others seemingly not so.
What about instead of shaping
we do more landscaping for a better-balanced place of living.
But you still twist your words like a pirouette.
Spinning tens, No Sweat.
And I’m willing to bet my life, you haven’t exposed to me your insides.
But I see what resides,
Inside and out and between all the lines.
I am diving in my own mind.
I am a landscaper
Making more land for you to live grand
As long as in return, you choose to churn us in this melting pot.
This is my mind>
What I find divine can be of your kind or wrong
But I’m sure if you strip yourself of camouflaged attire that wires and ties every part of your body except your heart and the spirit, to the guns and ammunition that feeds violent ambitions and missions to the heart of individualism.
Cut the bullshit.
Keep it real
pure. holy
for yourself and 2 others.
Discover we are all really one.
"Get it? Got it? Good!"
I’m glad you understood.
But please,
take off your army clothes and lets deploy
Your such a naughty boy.
However be sure to save some ammunition for more trigger-happy joy.
Hoo-Yah