Best Less

Writing alot but sharing less, I've never set out to be best, or even putting out the most, don't really brag or boast, mooching and coaching aren't my thing, look at all the joy poetry and music bring, feed ur talent while finding passion, love isn't a noun its an action, learn already, care takes structure staying sustainably steady, persistent consistency, stop networking my constituency, get ur own, not planting roots  nor buying a home, at this time, riding solo suits me just fine!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/20/26

Looking Hookering

Don't always write ending on a positive/good note, perhaps that matters as much as the popular vote, it just doesn't, do I owe anything to my uncles or cousins, especially at the expense of me and my autonomy, entitlement and/or dictatorships really bother me, gotta shed both guilt and shame, don't look at life as playing a game, this isn't monopoly nor Fortnight, why don't the gays court right, there's more to love than just sex, nobody can be perfect but we should try our best, even when no one's looking, u won't find me on the apps hookering!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/20/26

The After Chapter

Trying to close this chapter, without focusing on what happens after, I'm stressed tf out, I'm tired of life's bout, please make days easier, perhaps the government could be a lil less sleazier, isn't there enough to share, why have the courts lost their ability to be just and fair, like they almost don't even care, who knew USA would become the evil lair, with Trump at the helm, are we trapped in this alternate reality timeline/twilight zone realm, where there's no accountability at all, but the laws of physics and reality theorize everything that rises will fall, but that to me means the reverse is also true, yet so far there seems to be an exemption for a chosen few!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/20/26

A Broke Joke

It's hard not to give in to the rage, perhaps earth is a gigantic global cage, they say age is a privilege, when my survivor's guilt asks I lived for this, to watch all my loved ones die, the baby left solo behind, last man standing, mislabeled bad branding, portrayed as special needs, have no access to any of my money, unless I spend thousands on a lawyer, it's like I'm my life's voyeur, no autonomy whatsoever ever, I thought 18 months later things would be getting better, instead I'm homeless and broke, this whole Trust bs is a cruel harmful joke!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/19/26

Up Fiduciary Care/Love

Just cuz boundary lines are invisible doesn't mean they don't exist, tho I'm submissive no one else will control my money or how I live, "that's just the way it is" Pac says, if I can't find structure there's too much guess, numbers are easy but not mathing up, u haven't showed fiduciary care/love, the whole purpose of the trust I thought, what ur selling I've never bought, for the sole benefit of Joe, so get ur hands outta my pockets yo!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/18/26

Living On & On & On

HOOK
After every night I swear the daylight comes along,
Rainbow light still shining bright when the pain feels strong.
After every night the sun will rise up again,
I been through the fire but I run wild with friends.
’Cause love lives on even when it feels wrong,
Tryna build that nostalgic home of my own thru my songs...

Living on and on and on

VERSE 1
Six turned nine when I shifted my view,
W to M, whole world's brand spanking new,
Same letters build love or division in you,
It’s perception — the job you do your calling to choose.
I was lost in the fog tryna find where I fit,
Heart full of fire mind in explicit pits 

They was judging my truth from the side where they sit,
fighting to find my tribe/home I could finally coexist with.
Ain’t no sitcom role, I’m just Joe with a soul,
Tryna heal old wounds they ain’t sew or console,
On my own two feet with a dream to control,
Turn pain to a path, turn a scar to a goal.
If I fall I evolve, that’s the code that I’m on,
Every dark night passes then morning is born,
Been building my strength every time I was worn and torn,
Now I’m writing my way to a place I belong.

HOOK
After every night I swear the daylight comes along,
Rainbow light still shining bright when the pain feels strong.
After every night the sun will rise up again,
I been through the fire but I run wild with friends.
’Cause love lives on even when it feels wrong,
Tryna build that nostalgic home of my own thru my songs...

Living on and on and on

VERSE 2
Presently lost writing random poems all day and night,
Searching for purpose while I’m fighting for my love life,
Too many people numbing pain through the screen glow,
Getting off alone when they could chase a real dream though.
Go get a job or find a passion that ignites,
Chosen family make the heavy moments feel light,
Through the grief pain tragedy and the strife,
Bob Marley echoes — everything gon’ be alright.
Trust after darkness there’s a permanent dawn,
Even broken hearts keep the universe strong,
Gift in my chest turn the feeling to song,
Music gives sight when the vision feels gone.

Cuz of Mariah, Pac, and Lauryn I'm revolutionary spawned,

Pain and beauty mixed where resilience gets scorned,

Here comes JC performing, phoenix transcendently reborning,

Help hip-hop live intergenerationally on and on and on.

HOOK

After every night I swear the daylight comes along,

Rainbow light still shining bright when the pain feels strong.

After every night the sun will rise up again,

I been through the fire but I run wild with friends.

’Cause love lives on even when it feels wrong,

Tryna build that nostalgic home of my own thru my songs...

Living on and on and on

Call:

“Truth love and music never die— 

they eternally live…”

Crowd:

On and on and on

You say:

“Through all the pain grief and fire... 

aim and aspire to inspire elevating consciousness higher…”

Crowd:

Living on and on and on

Poem's Home

6 9 w m wow or mom, who knew words numbers or even just letters provoke harm, interactive perception, which wood would u assume a stick or election, 2 things can hold true dude, hate and violence are plain rude, ain't that wicked profound I know, but not Will and Grace's Jack in fact it's pretty simply Just Joe, I ain't no homo bro hoe, jumping any random guy that roams in the stoned zone horny and alone or on a pedestal/thrown they own, trying to find my own Pac style "Happy Home", getting lost in writing another poem, we don't know what we got til it's almost gone, stop getting off to too much porn, when u can toot ur damn horn, go get a job or find ur passion in life, it helps having good trustworthy real people around thru the tragic grief pain plight and strife, making it a lil bit easier to believe deep like Bob Marley's mic speaks "yes everything is gonna be alright", trust and remember after every night there's perpetual daylight, like a rainbow of love shining bright, with a gift to give feeling and meaning thru music not seeing yet enlightens masses with transcendant insight!

Peace and 1,

Joe Conscious 

2/15/26