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Siempre, vivimos
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A fast-flowing "classic" about drugs, alcohol, and activism.
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A gut poet and anarchist, Wesley Teal's poetry is intence, emotive, and profound.
Wesley Teal is a poet/revolutionary specializing in "gut poetry." His words come straight from the soul of the matter, hitting home on topics ranging from love to politics.
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Hip-Hop • Spoken Word
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#138,135 today Peak #2,943
#2,500 in subgenre Peak #50
Author
Wesley Teal
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May 19, 2005
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MP3 0.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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This is one of my earliest poems of merit and one of the most well received of my short career.
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Siempre, vivimos I’m not part of this Dionysean teen scene. I don’t want to be another string Of one night stands. The revolution rants drunkenly in basements And smokes itself to death. It kisses booze soaked babes on Paxil; It finds its smile in the pill Until it gets so sad it drinks away everything And doesn’t come up again. The youth of America is one girl’s breasts As she bares her chest for all the boys to see. The activists fade to actionless chain-smokers, And the corporate politics take care of the rest. I tried it once and woke up Feeling every synapse shut and faded. You cheered the Zapatistas And washed it down with tequila While your friend was pukin’ upstairs. And I thought, ‘Is this what’s to become of us?’ I’ve seen so much potential fade into The stained carpet of your living room, And heard stupid sober boys making noise About an absence of alcohol. I walked out without bidding you adieu, Because I’m not part of this Dionysean teen scene Of empty bottles and faded dreams.
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