Urban Poetry Poets: Max Townsend

I'm 21 and an iIllustration student at Westminster University. interested in old school hip hop, gang starr especially just starting with poetry as don't really have the voice for rap.

social media project for uni;

Poems:

 

This is not a rap it’s a public service broadcast, people talking shit the words just flowing out of their ass,
Wasn’t always like this just look back into the past, had to be a somebody to get your words heard fast,
Now its too easy, look at me, one boring afternoon and now its youtube tv.
To assess the situation need run dmc ‘cos its like that and that’s the way it is, goin online take a spade gota dig through the shit, its fermenting, social media gets in your brain and its dementing,
how can so much noise come from people, with nothing to say, a thousand new twitter bullshitters sign up everyday,
Hey, let me tell you bout breakfast, and I dream I had, let me tell you bout this film that made me really sad, now let me tell you bout my neighbours dog that makes me mad, and don’t forget the rest of my life and all of my plans,
Why don’t you get off you computer and just tell your friends,
No one else really cares, and when it comes to the end,
 when your twitters deactivated and facebook says rip,
 that’s all your leaving behind cos u aint done shit
I got nearly 300 friends on facebook, bout ten in my life,
my page says single, I practically got a wife,
 people like my status, I havent seen them in years, other peoples pages crash and I have seen them in tears,
People put there rubbish out there and it fills up the space, when I was looking to go to paris, I got a blonde slags face,
But this is a tangent let me get back on track, they gave the world a voice, now they cant take it back, but did we really improve it by making it so easy, taking all the filters off and letting people comment so freely,
Back in the day like I already said, to get in the papers you had to be smart or dead, if u were sitting on something you thought the world should know,
before you got it out there you had so far to go,
had to work at thing, like blood sweat and tears,
 be prepared to give this thing your all of effort for years,
if it was like that now, u think half of them would bother,
to tell you bout their non party, or their fight with their mother,
Cyber bullies would need to go back to the gym,
cos if they want to start with that kid they gota go and find him,
But I kno its really gone to far for that, so what am I trying to acieve with this rap,  I guess it’s a plea im beggin anyone who hears this,
 help create my new online bliss,
if all you got to say is your sad, or your life’s in a rut,
do me a favour and keep your virtual mouth shut,
 think of the great thinkers, think of anyone good,
 and only publish your opinion if you think that they would

poem about a girl;

stressed to death the other day, lying down in my bed,
my girl rolled over, ill quote what she said,
if you give into the bullshit, let it get in your head,
the only peace your gna get is when your lying down dead,
this wisdoms just pouring from those pretty young lips,
my eyes wondering down from her face to her hips,

i pull her closer now, fill my hands with her hair
I'm the only man for her i can tell by her stare,
she lets go for me now, turns herself to a freak,
by the time that we're done, feel like I've been lost for a week,
lost in the wetness, she looks me in the eye says I'm the fucking bestest,

i just smile then think back, the fucking best in general,
or fucking best in the sack
i let it go, nows not the time,
paranoia making questions i just need to clear my mind,
i know J Cole said that pussy is blindness,
but the world outsides so grey, when we here they can't find us,

so i just lie back, let it all fade to black,
ill doze for a while, then ill get back on track,
for now though at peace, keep it all at bay,
let me lose myself again for just one more day.

 

 

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