Zippy Kid
Last Example of My Street Poetry
I am taking a careful sight
To show my manifesto
It's the last example of my street poetry
It's the last example of my speech power
The time is running slow
Where will you go after the end of my show
Don't forget me
You need to recover yourself
After this party with a cup of green tea
The past is left out
Give your fancy full scope
When I'm imporovising
I want to see ya smiling
Even there's no hope
I made this track for ya
Where this track for ya
Where the rhythm is grooving slow
And you're melting so easy
Stop the war!
I need the simple harmony
I need the peaceful stability
You can change yourself
Start zipping
I declare the last example of my street poetry

I walked along the downtown
I walked around and around
The shops and the cars with their exhaust
Gas for the rushing human mass
The people are in the hurry
What they think about?
I see your faces in the crowd
When you keeping the first pace
It's like a race, but who will take the first prize?
I don' t know where will you go
But take my advice
The life is the motion
You ain't a horse, so save your force for next
Sacrifice,-Fill a void in your eyes with the sense
The life isn't the chase & the maze of your
Creation
Where you locked yourself
You must raze and built on this place
The meaning that you need...
Pull baker! You've got your requisite
At any rate the harvest of life will grow from the little seed
Of your self-determination
When you go over the top
That's all
It's the time to dot tha full stop!