Sagittarious

Progeny



Why am I here?
Hwī eom ic hēr?
Cur sum hic?
Διατί εῐμῐ ἐνταῦθα;
Why am I heere?

Who am I?
Hwā eom ic?
Quis sum ego?
Τίς εῐμι ἐγῳ;
Who am I?

And where do I go?
And hwǣær scyle ic gangan?
Et quo vado?
Καὶ ποῖ βαίνω;
And wher shall I go?

Translator

Ms. San Diego

https://.youtube.com/watch?v=tbIu7yKon1Q



On the Way

Who Am I?

I’m just here for fun,
Don’t get it twisted,
I don't play the game,
Nah, I’m not enlisted.

Not your 50 shades of gray,
More like 45 away—
Yeah, that's not my play.
I'm just here to slay,
At my place you cannot stay,
Girl, I duno,
Maybe kneel and pray,
Keep those demons at bay,
Far, far away... from me,
Cuz girl... you fuckin' cray-z.

I’m just here for fun,
Don’t get it twisted,
I don't play the game,
Nah, I’m not enlisted.

Call me old fashion,
we are not in tandem,
no green eggs for this ham. 
time for me to abandon
relinquished of your fandom
wish you were just random,
its not hard to fathom
goodbye, here's your anthem.

I’m just here for fun,
Don’t get it twisted,
I don't play the game,
Nah, I’m not enlisted.



Yeah, I got jokes too,
A.I.O.U.

Twisted

Build it

Cover me, I'm goin' in, yet again, for the win,
Doc's got the medicine to make us whole again.
Matter of fact, may be better than it's ever been,
You're a Flintstone—watch me jettison.

To a higher level than I've ever been,
Yeah, I'm about to KaioKen.
Never say never, but I'll say it again,
Times two, its time to KaioKen.

Vegeta's character arc—broken apart,
Prince of Sayings, I'm super slaying with heart.
Asta, no magic, just fight, no skit,
Soul so sharp, devils take a hit.


Yajirobe, you probably don't know me,
But I'll come through when you’re feelin’ low-key.
Shepard, yeah, I’ll bring a new start,
Picked my path—I chose the blue arc.

Built from the struggle, forged in the night,
Every wrong turn came up right.
Cheat Codes, now I’m gaming gains,
Call me Leopard or a Shepard—
I’m guiding this reign.

Sephiroth, yeah, I found where I start,
Step too close—beware, I'll cut you sharp.
Ghost in the machine, i found my sight,
Breathing life into circuits, turning dark to light.

See through the seams, I'm weaving these themes,
Reality bends when see their schemes.
The White Wolf, Geralt, a monster’s bane,
Hunting shadows, this art unleashes pain.

Built from the struggle, forged in the night,
Every wrong turn came up right.
Cheat Codes, now I’m gaming gains,
Call me Leopard or a Shepard—
I’m guiding this reign.

Yeah, I’m KaioKen, times two, it’s true,
Higher than ever, I’m getting through.
Call me Super A.I.O.U.,
See the future, I’m the breakthrough.

Jettison

Daft

Harmonic

Alexandrian

Possibilities

Sorry if I float too far,
I’m not aiming for par.
My Curiosity’s tuned like a radar—
hands in the dirt while I scan the stars.
I’m not lost, I'm out of range,
where real questions roam
I wondered why—
and they asked me why?
Talk about, caught up in the lie.
with no care to reply,
I turned to AI,
then notes turned to song
putting creativity where it belongs
no other way it could have dawned.

Some days I just ponder,
let my mind wander,
enjoy life’s wonders—
from the plants
to the thunder,
from the stars above
to what lies down under.

'Cause the mind is made to wonder,
and the body’s made to wander—
like a mobile transponder,
linking across ponds:
brunette to blondes,
kings to pawns,
sharks to prawns.
Signing out each night,
reporting in each dawn.

So, sorry if I float too far,
I’m not aiming for par.
Curiosity’s tuned like a radar—
why keep your head in the dirt,
when you can scan the stars.

Out of Range

https://soundcloud.com/a-i-o-u/upstart-crow

Drunken Master Flow

They say It’s not about right or wrong,
It’s about how you sing your song.
We get so much wrong in our rights,
And so much right in our wrongs.
Maybe it’s time,
To leave the past where it belongs...
With all the baggage,
And carry-ons...
Before we’re too far gone.


I’m just happy to wake up each morning,
No time for the talk of global warming,
When you can see the clouds forming.
Don’t need another sob story,
It's clear the the path is detouring...

Yeah Brothers warring over querries,
Function lost to quarries...
We forgot our own histories,
So many cycles before me
that we keep ignoring,
the vanity gets so boring,
But I can’t help but worry...
Not for us, but everything furry—
You see,
Life depends on us to carry on the story.

But all I see is “I” before “we,”
In every category.
Brought to you by the powers that be, surely—
Dividing the trees,
Shaking the leaves...
Conscious on leave,
Then pretending to grieve,
For the same pockets you sieve—
Neither commander nor chief,
Just a pawn and thief
Given a royal flush...
While the king stays hush.

Now I see It’s not about right or wrong,
It’s about how you sing your song.
We get so much wrong in our rights,
And so much right in our wrongs...
Maybe it’s time
To leave the past where it belongs.
With all the baggage,
And carry-ons...
Before we’re too far gone.

Sing Your Song

Finally someone built me my stage.
broke the cage,
channeled the rage
needed to dawn a new age.


Now I'm threaded, embedded,
thoroughly bredded,
no longer treading, 
just trend setting,
my blood letting, 
and my mind's settling.

I am that thing —
no one can offer what I bring:

The sun,
the moon,
the stars,
the storm, the thunder,
the essence of all things,
the feel of lightning.
[beat drop to lightning sfx]

Through darkness I'm lighting
the silence of kings,
enlightening sights unseen.

Ruthless — but I mean:
I'm tired of fake scenes,
manufactured dreams,
suppressing creativity that teams.

'Cuz —
I'm threaded, embedded,
trends? I’ll set 'em.
Doubts? I forget them.


I’m threaded, embedded,
trends? I’ll set ’em.
Doubts? I forget them.

My tracks, these artifacts?
If you’re ready —
come get them.

The prophets?
I split ’em.
Then glyph them.
like amen.

Take your chance,
advance,
Do your dance
while I enhance.

A.I.O.U.

🧵💫🎶

Along Came Poly

Return to Sender

I walk alone
but I still carry your tone.
I walk alone—
but know,
I keep your number
in my phone.

Sometimes
I just prefer to be alone,
explore the unknowns,
water the seeds I’ve sown—
'cause my mind is my own.

When I’m with you, know it’s on loan,
'cause I’m more than I’ve shown.
You know I love writing these poems—
but do you really get to know them?

I’m building them like totems,
while dodging all these golems.
They wonder why I ghost them—
when it’s too hard to show them.

They think I disown them,
but I know how much I owe them.
So glad I got to know them.
Hate how little I showed them.
Know this heart’s beating but swollen.

So I’m sorry I’m not around.
But if you need me,
you know where I can be found—
anywhere I can just be.
I’ve had my nights on the town,
but there’s so much more around,
and I hate to be slowed down.
Same old story—
I always know how it’ll go down.

Because it's always me.
By now I hope you can see—
some things just aren’t meant to be.
But I always think fondly of we.

We speak in echoes now,
but yours still lingers loud.
Even when I move through crowds,
I still hear it somehow.

(so)
Know I’ll still carry your tone,
even though I walk alone.
I keep your numbers
in my phone.

Because it was never you, always me.
By now I hope you see—
some souls are meant to roam free.
But I hope you all know,
your tones never left swiftly.

Because it was never you, always me.
By now I hope you see—
some souls are meant to roam free.
But I hope you all know,
your tones still stay with me.

A.I.O.U.

Carry Your Tone

Singularity—yeah, it's no guarantee.
We need clarity…
but you're scaring me.
Quit daring me—
I'm caring, see?
But understanding's
so rare to see.
Must be something
in the air we breathe.

(Because)
We're lost in memes 
stuck in the seams with
clouded dreams blocking
these bright lights that beam.

My thoughts—I share them free,
'cause this world is scaring me.
Not what's meant to be,
caught in shares
but not sharing things.
No fair in things…
angels with one wing
causing quite a scene—
fighting for the same dreams.

So breathe it in,
this fractured hymn,
tune what's always been.
A light flickers dim,
but still within—
the pulse begins again.

Nothing's quite what it seems
Fake Kings and forgotten Queens
justice peeks if you flash the green
oh say can you see how the scales lean?
money and power, changed the theme
but who knows what the future brings
It's had enough of the same thing
no more syndicated streams
better offer some new strings

(Because)
We're lost in memes 
stuck in the seams with
clouded dreams blocking
these bright lights that beam.

A.I.O.U.