Riches

I really don’t ask for much

not much at all

I don’t ask for the riches of the world

Or ear rings made of pearl

All I want is a brew

And some kush too

And a pretty bitch to talk about politics to

But if I could have her love

That would be nice

Past it in fact

I’d be ecstatic by that

All I want is some food to eat

And some books to read

I don’t need a TV to see

The revolution ain’t on BET

All I want is a piece cheesecake

An Advil for my headache

I don’t wanna live in holly wood not in L.A

Far too many earthquakes

I don’t mind residing in my birth place

I don’t want to be no doctor or no lawyer

I’m a poor poet and I can’t afford to

Spend life in school and shit

Fuck preparing for the future

I’d rather live for it

I don’t ask for much

not a damn thing

I don’t want no wedding

My fingers are too selfish for the damn ring

I just want a union of souls

A body to hold

In the city on the nights it gets cold

I don’t need any luxuries

Or the worldly earthly gifts

You my friend can have you extravagant horse shit

I just want the moment and to live in it

I just want some cheese, make it Gouda

I want to lay down with my god

Can her name be Buddha?

Who the

Fuck said

The American dream

Was dead?

Oh that was me

Cause I only fancy the dream

Of not wanting anything

But to be free

With just a brew

And a some mary-jane too

And a pretty girl to read this poem to