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Financial Dragon


How much can this cup of life hold before it pours over... Dealing with this entity that I withstand before I am faced with overwhelming dilemmas... I question myself almost constantly on a daily basis on how the hell do I make these ends meet... Is it a set up as I look around me and only see a world living within deficiency... How in Gods name have we allowed to fall into paper currency running our lives manipulating me... For we live in debt for the idealism of materialism that we shall never have on the day of death... When is the world ever going to realize we are no more than just pawns in life's game of governmental chess... We have been victimized as a society global banking keeping most of us in controlled poverty... It is funny how the rich become richer off the poor while we struggle just to feed our families... The planet does not give a damn about me and all my personal needs, it only feels for my hard earned currency unfortunately... Somewhere along my path I have stepped off and sad to say I am the first to acknowledge that fact... Feeling that it is time for me to share my pain and agony with this world given to me from the day I was conceived... Born to fight for it is natures way to survive and live by faith that someday this financial dragon I should soon slay...
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Iz Da Realist Poet

Raised in the midst of a housing complex was never an easy task for IzyC. For as long as Ismael Cruz, Jr. can remember, he has always used his artistic abilities to escape into a fantasy realm. His parents tried their best to give him some form of serenity within their household, even if his rebellious side kept telling him he did not fit in. Being around a violent drug-filled community was a survival within its own where most of the friends you once knew were buried in dirt at such an early age. Even as a child Ismael has always dreamt of a peaceful place where a hammock and watching the sun settle in the horizon was the vision, his story was far from what he would dream of, unfortunately. Ismael was raised into a man who has seen, felt, struggled and endured heart-breaking pain. He has fought without ever giving up an inch for his own beliefs setting himself free from shattered visions. He has written Diary of Poems to express feelings and experiences in the life he has seen. He continues to reach hoping to someday teach others of the positives life can have in the negatives thrown in our direction daily. Certainly hoping these realistic writings would make a difference to you as it has done for him.

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