The deepest thoughts of the unknown, are the ones we choose to cherish the least.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Friday, May 10, 2013
The Entra....
Taking shots with thespians & middle age lesbians
Fakers no real than horned riding equestrians
But I’m trying to stay grounded like a pedestrian
I watch my mind force words in my notebook
I recite them as the middle as my soul cooks
Its hell, I tried to conceal the smell
But that golden rose so stink
So I’m trying to hide….my weakness…
So it’s either be blessed, or cursed
Cause either way you’re gonna meet your hearse
& be hurt, but we won’t feel pain
All we have is this game & this game keeps me same
So we when my plane flies
I hope my pain flies
But we steady sticking to hooping so check my hangtime
& hang low, words jumping & bumping
Just eating at my soul
We glow & we hang, we don’t bang, we might sing
But that’s only to maintain
So be hear or be here & be clear
I’ll scribe our story one day & we’ll release our…..
My Dear
Friday, April 26, 2013
Self
You'd much rather hear about what you want to be...than what it really is....being only meanwhile, your replacement, will never give you permanent fulfillment....you can chase an empty paper bag in the wind, but when you catch it, what will you fill it with?....the lonely nights grew old, your heart grew cold....so you began to look for a person to make you, you...but all you need....is self.....
R.I.P
By the end of days grace
We'll meet again
The sun has not set
Not completely atleast
I see the moon in the distance
But that doesn't mean it is ready to rise
So take your care of your plane
I'll watch your material possessions for you
Just promise me....
That you'll come for what you own
It is all that we have to tie us to you
But those ties shall never break
Fly High....
We'll meet again
The sun has not set
Not completely atleast
I see the moon in the distance
But that doesn't mean it is ready to rise
So take your care of your plane
I'll watch your material possessions for you
Just promise me....
That you'll come for what you own
It is all that we have to tie us to you
But those ties shall never break
Fly High....
Pain
I ain't tryna seem cold
But my world ain’t been whole
That’s why I’m pulling out this bowl
& never wifing these hoes
She say I’m with a different broad every night
This wouldn’t be the case if she acted right
‘Cause she hurt, but I’m hurt too, so we ask each other, “Who hurt you?”
But we receive no answer
‘Cause it hurts even worst to say you hurt you
Pain from within
Meaning pain comes from self
Pain comes from wealth
Pain comes from knowing you can have everything but health
Pain is not eating
Pain is my weekend
Pain is seeing you in the club knowing we not speaking
Pain became love
Pain became us
Pain came from “we” breaking our trust
Pain is now me
Pain is now you
Pain is living this life knowing that we’re through
Pain is what we don’t have
& what we can’t grab
I’m still stuck tryna turn pain in happ(y)ness
But then I realize pain is only a thought
So pain led to my madness…
But my world ain’t been whole
That’s why I’m pulling out this bowl
& never wifing these hoes
She say I’m with a different broad every night
This wouldn’t be the case if she acted right
‘Cause she hurt, but I’m hurt too, so we ask each other, “Who hurt you?”
But we receive no answer
‘Cause it hurts even worst to say you hurt you
Pain from within
Meaning pain comes from self
Pain comes from wealth
Pain comes from knowing you can have everything but health
Pain is not eating
Pain is my weekend
Pain is seeing you in the club knowing we not speaking
Pain became love
Pain became us
Pain came from “we” breaking our trust
Pain is now me
Pain is now you
Pain is living this life knowing that we’re through
Pain is what we don’t have
& what we can’t grab
I’m still stuck tryna turn pain in happ(y)ness
But then I realize pain is only a thought
So pain led to my madness…
Thursday, April 5, 2012
A Reintroduction
Become a believer.....maiden thoughts came from the ones who believed in hope, but don't believe because you are asked, believe because you know nothing other than the truth......I believed once, but my beliefs held to be false prophecies......I was played by my hope.....& Faith.......literally.....but it led me to wonder if it was all vanity.....because if it was real, it wouldn't have faded.....right?.....wrong.....we tend to lose touch with the things we want the most because we fail to grasp them, hoping that it will stay by its own free will......all is naturally "off-leash".....life is unbounded.....we dig for depth.....Depth Of Prosperity.....
Monday, January 16, 2012
Depth Revealed...
Martin had a Dream
But to grasp it we had to be more militant that Malcolm
Although some sat back like Rosa and awaited an outcome
Huey P. made a new group
Maybe things wouldn't have been reached without one
Murder to Excellence
We were murdered so they could live in decadence
But we gave more to america than they ever did
Yet the working mom had to get off to see her bullied kid
Bullied by a white for what his parents saw right
That's not what we fought for
But we gave up to easliy
Maybe we shoulda fought for our rights more
And communists got a free pass
& I catch funny looks with my "Nappy Headed Nigga Ass"
& yes I know that wasn't right
but it'll be cool the day the Earth's Black & White
But my words are hard hitting so Say Hey to Mays
We worked hard but the peace was not there to stay
We can have faith for better consensus
But faith without work is dead so let's all pray.....
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