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Real Life Fiction
Real Life Fiction
Real Life Fiction
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Real Life Fiction

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Real Life Fiction is a book comprised of forty-nine poems which reflect on the world life and fiction. Some of the poems were inspired by real-life events. The writings in this book are from the points of view of the author. I would like to thank Holly Ickes, Sal Furlock, and everyone on the page publishing staff for making this book possible. I would also like to thank the readers who took time out to read this book.

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Release dateApr 21, 2020
ISBN9781646287246
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    Real Life Fiction - Edwin Torres

    Afterlife

    Do I have a spot reserved in heaven

    If I don’t it means I do not deserve to get in.

    Tell the gods I’m coming

    After all their jobs are done with.

    Should I ask a price

    To be visible in the afterlife

    Or come back tonight

    Even if everything is black and white.

    What I would give to be in the earth

    Relive my life even if the reasons will hurt

    Bring me back in the form of an animal free like a bird

    I’ll sleep in the dirt

    Get my nutrition from plants

    Because I’m eating the herbs.

    Let it be known to some of my makers

    That I want to be at one with the nature.

    The world would be reborn at my feet

    Rejoin the world in the form of a tree

    Give life provide food and oxygen

    For those who got to win

    No longer looking for green

    Because I’ve got lots of it

    Make the world

    The way it would not have been.

    The rain makes my roots flourish

    So I can help humanity nourish.

    I’ll be the protector

    Of all of God’s creatures

    Even the ones with odd features.

    Only hunt to survive

    Protect all living things

    In front of my eyes

    In the afterlife

    I want to have four legs and a tail

    And watch the world move ahead and prevail

    The jungle is my home

    The tail keeps me balanced

    So to be stumbling I won’t.

    I want to have every animal’s race endured up

    To communicate with them like Ace Ventura.

    I love all living things

    Even love hearing children sing

    In the next life

    I hope the gods give me wings.

    If I was the king of the animal kingdom

    I’ll tell my fellow creatures

    That we’re facing extinction.

    The human race is to fear

    Because they’re making us disappear.

    All wildlife is enjoying the planet

    But we’re the ones destroying the planet.

    So I’ll see you in the afterlife.

    Allegory

    Pay attention to this allegory

    They only told half the story

    I’m going past the glory

    Writing this like it’s mandatory.

    What they didn’t mention to you

    Is that we’re in a temple of doom

    It’s why every move is detrimental to move.

    When I’m playing the game

    I’m not saying no names

    Just stay in the lane

    Every day is insane,

    And every thought is cynical

    It’s about to get critical

    I’ve got to pass the physical

    About to get political.

    And I know it’s complicated

    Work like you’re obligated

    Until your rights are confiscated

    Now you’re feeling dominated

    They want to envy on this hate it

    Every single promise made it.

    But never fulfilled

    Just combats and wrongful kills.

    This is what we’re hating

    We keep debating

    Not creating or relating

    Send the poor to prison

    In these states united

    It’s a lot more division

    If you hate to fight it

    Then do it with a vision

    Tell me what you’ve sighted

    Let’s start the mission.

    Writing my chronicles

    Overcome any obstacles

    In a world cold like Popsicles

    People dying in hospitals

    Everyone feeling hostile

    Even the ones singing gospels

    With a crew of apostles.

    Tell them the truth

    And blow off the roof

    The word will go off my tooth

    This is the proof

    No future for the youth.

    I’m not writing a melody

    Because then I’ll be fighting a felony.

    If I drop an album

    Then I’ll get shot like Malcolm

    That is not my outcome.

    Collecting dust for years

    No more trust is here

    Put what they must in ears

    Money lust and fear

    The end for us is near.

    Days are short and nights are long

    Can’t tell the difference from right and wrong

    Or right from left

    Just fight to death

    Take the lightest breath

    Can’t see or hear they lost sight they’re deaf.

    Have a drink in my name

    While I sink in my pain

    They all think I’m insane

    Even the shrinks know my name

    Always in ink it remains

    Doing it fast in a blink it just came

    With no links to the chain.

    Back in the Day

    I remember when we bought two bazookas with a dime

    Basketball was at its prime

    Rappers were real with the rhymes

    Yes I know those were the times.

    We would

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