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The Hunger (EB & Tim Ruiz Prod. by Tony Mahoney)

from Stone Soup For The Soul by AllOne

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about

EB and I have been collaborating on and off with one another since we went to school together in SUNY Oswego. This was one of his first collaborations with Tony Mahoney and he sent me the idea of the concept this story and I wanted to represent and create a character that tied in all of the concerns of his characters and the story. This is one of my favorite verses I've ever written.

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AllOne:
The Hunger verse
Conceived on a drunken eve amid aggression,
with an apoplectic deadbeat, whose specialty
is raising bottoms of bottles and clenched fists,
better than ever rising to the challenges of raising a well fed kid,
So no a husband isn't expected, is that your final question?
Just a Bonnie and Clyde, mommy and tyke,
so a lack of protection birthed us a lesson,
forever will the mother hen be overprotective,
regardless of how rotten the nest egg is getting.
Personal values redirected, self respect neglected
with sacrificing and sinning. Or is it permitted, if it's connected
with providing nutrition for your brethren?
Not a bit eligible for scholarship and momma didn't have tuition,
so she wants to give him the opportunities she'd been missing.
So, Maybe she turns to spending nights stripping,
or with red eyed women in skin tight fishnets,
in the red light district, with tense guys drifting.
Ya'll sympathizers, cringing trying to put yourselves in those positions.
The writing's on the wall where her back is and rather than
put her head between her legs to goodbye kiss her ass with,
she'll do the same contortionist act and bounce back making cash with
her back bouncin' on a mattress,
It's a role that no one takes with ease,
but when you hear your hungry babies' screech,
in every rusty clank and squeak of the motel bed frame springs,
enabling the bravery is attempting to stretch the distance
made between the cradle sleep and grave routine,
Don't you armchair arbiters dare judge her
from the comforts of the suburbs
moral dubiousness doubled when the subject's
an encumbered mother, stumbling through the blunders,
struggling to comfort the stomach grumbles
of another the one she's had the utmost love for
since the sunburst of her son's birth.
In desperation she trudged forth and
manipulated the structure for satiating The Hunger.
The tragedy and awful irony all too sickening,
is that as she tried to fondly feed her infant,
and set him up amply to escape these fallow conditions,
in utilizing the vile environment they foully lived in,
she died a midst it, the fault of the unforgiving cities' misfits,
and actually set an example for him to follow, cyclic.

credits

from Stone Soup For The Soul, released March 26, 2017
Written by EB Phillips, Tim Ruiz and Bruce "AllOne" Pandolfo
Produced by Tony Mahoney

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Left-field rapper, slam poet, singer/songwriter, and author Bruce Pandolfo from Long Island.
Creating to connect. Obsessively exploring and creating art as healing and growing.

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