brotherhood (poetry)

Im down with this Russian. Hiding out in Pak after leaving Afghanistan. No hostility so no rushin. No need for hush money. But yes we need to keep running. Others below us are gunning so our detractors we're shunning. My sub-conscience is cunning, another brunette thats stunning. Driver in the parking lot keeping the hummer humming. My muse is strumming. Im amused by this game. Everyone is laughing but i dont find this funny. Haters will hate like bees to honey. I wish i could not give a fuck about money. Im ignoring my real mission here on earth to chAse this paper like a dummy. Before i get stuffed in a box like a mummy. I think theres something deeper in my tummy. So lets get out of this rut and make a difference in my lifetime. Everything in life is relative so in my mind im living in a plush kingdom. Vodka/rum/whiskey top shelf fuck it. Why order anything but the best when its all inclusive.