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steping into the rain. water drip on my shoulder,
I see heavens gates but my life ainte over,
I see the angels coincide in my life,
I see the demons in peole who ainte doing right,
walking on this dusty path, dusty road,
the rivers of babylon at my feet, flow,
enemies wrath encountered with no defeat,
My troubles gone are only a deceit,
The system broken among a shameful name,
"A dreamer" they said we shall proclaim,
The dark shadows moving through the light,
The pain in their eyes sparked and ignite,
Sins are driping among the sons of man,
From a wishful thinker to those who ran,
Where is the temple that consoles our souls,
so that we breathe easily and extol,
smoke in the air, dreams dripped on the weak,
The wind hides the sounds of their shreaks,
winters cold is the ice in our hearts,
The warmth is the conscious that imparts,
How do you define a path that you cant pursue,
one you can only understand and construe,
Evil is awake in us all but that we cant accept,
Truth will not fade but the lies will spread,
We all look to the skies at some time,
But what are we looking for, something divine?,
God is reaching out to us through the clouds,
you may not believe but you can avow,
Quiet now so we can hear the whispers creep,
The silence is waiting for us to sleep,
Unknown is the chances that life gives,
An oppurtunity exsists for it to be lived,
We can deny every moment or we can believe,
We can deny the meaning or we can conceive,
This world is one where the lost hide,
A haven for those who have been denied,
Judgement day will come but where will you go,
Will you let it appear or go down below,
We are always sitting back, constantly waiting,
for what I ask, this world is here for the taking,
The kings of the past need no explanation,
but man itself is willing to the devils temptation,
The delights can only be won with effortless work,
The prize is their but the competition still lurks,
We breathe for ever moment but what shall appear,
A feeling of excitement? What shall we hear?,
Life is defined but the definitions are misunderstod,
The troubled are still moving and up to no good,
A poet stands for the things he has seen,
The soceity calls for its followers to convene,
Walk they do to the hill, looking for the light,
they cant see anymore because the darkness is night,
I see heavens gates but my life ainte over,
I see the angels coincide in my life,
I see the demons in peole who ainte doing right,
walking on this dusty path, dusty road,
the rivers of babylon at my feet, flow,
enemies wrath encountered with no defeat,
My troubles gone are only a deceit,
The system broken among a shameful name,
"A dreamer" they said we shall proclaim,
The dark shadows moving through the light,
The pain in their eyes sparked and ignite,
Sins are driping among the sons of man,
From a wishful thinker to those who ran,
Where is the temple that consoles our souls,
so that we breathe easily and extol,
smoke in the air, dreams dripped on the weak,
The wind hides the sounds of their shreaks,
winters cold is the ice in our hearts,
The warmth is the conscious that imparts,
How do you define a path that you cant pursue,
one you can only understand and construe,
Evil is awake in us all but that we cant accept,
Truth will not fade but the lies will spread,
We all look to the skies at some time,
But what are we looking for, something divine?,
God is reaching out to us through the clouds,
you may not believe but you can avow,
Quiet now so we can hear the whispers creep,
The silence is waiting for us to sleep,
Unknown is the chances that life gives,
An oppurtunity exsists for it to be lived,
We can deny every moment or we can believe,
We can deny the meaning or we can conceive,
This world is one where the lost hide,
A haven for those who have been denied,
Judgement day will come but where will you go,
Will you let it appear or go down below,
We are always sitting back, constantly waiting,
for what I ask, this world is here for the taking,
The kings of the past need no explanation,
but man itself is willing to the devils temptation,
The delights can only be won with effortless work,
The prize is their but the competition still lurks,
We breathe for ever moment but what shall appear,
A feeling of excitement? What shall we hear?,
Life is defined but the definitions are misunderstod,
The troubled are still moving and up to no good,
A poet stands for the things he has seen,
The soceity calls for its followers to convene,
Walk they do to the hill, looking for the light,
they cant see anymore because the darkness is night,
so tired ....
Laying on my bed, I sleep and I dream,
Trying to stay awake but my pain takes me away from the scene,
In my visions I'm standing alone at the top of the hill,
All my people are disapearing and they dont know how I feel,
Im misunderstood in a world I dont fully understand,
just looking for the right path, to develop myself as a man,
Im standing in the storm, let the wind take me away from here,
I'm tired of hiding so I have to face my worst fears,
but Im scared of the consequences of my every action,
Im moving forward trying to ignore lifes distractions,
Tired of caring for my friends more than they do for me,
Im tired of
That Day
i was walkin down that street, 2005,
tripped, bulet shot, did i lose my live,
saw a bright light when i was laying there,
u onli live once, 2maro i mite not be here,
made me cherish ever friend nd memory,
cuz u take it for granted bt life is not free,
on the ground for 10 mins, didnt wanna move,
made me realize this world, i got sumthin 2 prove,
looked at my shirt bt onli bleeding mentally,
bt it helped me change physically nd mentally,
ive felt the wound ova nd ova again,
feel like instead of inc blood coming out of my pen,
thinkin but those i lost, i nearly became one,
maybe if i lose myself, ill win anotha one,
the gravestone
words that cant be denied
see there was a time when I was done with rap,
I was talking to a wall and the words were bouncing back,
look into my eyes and see my pain,
light the fire and throw in all my silver chains,
my dreams are just black space behind my eyes,
i cant sleep at night, look into the mirror and ask why,
why cant they except me and just give me a chance,
but because of my skin color, they dont even give me a glance,
people ask me to rap, then when I start they ignore me,
so I just stop because I'm tired of being judged for free,
like at least listen to my words before you close your ears,
but the judgment takes over so my words they
One mans pain ... Another mans pleasure (poem)
one mans pain is another mans treasure,
and one mans treasure is another mans pain,
ones mans pain helped his agony remain,
anothers man pain helped look for a better change,
one mans dream is another mans nightmare,
and one mans nightmare is another mans dream,
one mans dream was to raise his self esteem,
another mans dream was to shout to the world & scream,
one mans truth was another mans lies,
and one mans lies are another mans truths,
one mans truths were to remain true to his roots,
another mans truths were to follow the evil foot,
one mans tears are another mans joy,
and one mans joy are another mans tears,
one
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