they say real ones don’t die
but if i go
would i be feeling that somebody lied
is the sentiment coming from pride
how could i possibly be any less
than every moment i was alive
they say real ones don’t die
well it must be true
when you real you must be bulletproof
i got nun to lose
i got nun to prove
when i meet my dues,
i’m no less
they say real ones don’t die
so i don’t fear death
i don’t feel stress
no use in me losing my breath
if you don’t respect me alive
you not gon respect me in death
when i'm real through my life
then was i not real til the end?
they say real ones don't—
they don’t live until the end of time
do you lose credibility when you die?
we all must go so when we do
does it matter how hard we even try
in death we all reach the same conclusion
was “real life” just a poor illusion
am i fake some day when my life slip away
or do we fall victim to delusion
there’s poets we still quote
no matter how long ago the pen wrote
artists with paintings we still admire
what we appreciate won’t expire
art alleviates pain and inspires
even when we move on or choose to retire
songs always outlast their singers
bees never outlast their stingers
doesn't mean we disregard their honey
just cus a doctor’s gone doesn’t mean his medicine can’t heal
long story short;
just cus the physical body’s not present
doesn’t mean we’re no longer real
10/21/2023
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