Roaches don’t fly
• Written by Kalligraphy
Destination arrived, mind deprived, post-suicide
Who resides under the depths of the tides?
Poseidon lied…said I was just another polypeptide
Moving across the RNA cuz I was useless, but I’m more than a little protein…or am I?
On the ride to see where my old self resides
Where tapestries of warranted memories collide
The lake I used to dive in has been…destroyed
Man filled up the lake with dirt, mind is deployed
Little man like me was puffing words, just a little boy
All around me was trees and concrete for what I saw next made me bleed
I piece of paper on the ground, littered all around
Tim I raised my head and seen what they’ve replaced my lake with
A casino, for money, the Gambinos
Roaches don’t fly, they live to die
Buildings stand high, over shadowed the life
Roaches don’t fly, they live to die
Buildings stand high, over shadowed the life
Figured id die in that moment, all surprised
I’m tied in my mind, saying “I will never get by”
But why would they do this, tear up the waters
And impart my thoughts, from many sons and daughters
Now I can never ride to the side of freedom again
Now I’m trapped figuring out how the world's feeble mind works within
Roaches don’t fly, they live to die
Buildings stand high, over shadowed the life
Roaches don’t fly, they live to die
Buildings stand high, over shadowed the life
