LOOK AT ME

I debate within my scape
Within this gait
See my face

No but really see my face

Our race and our place makes me angry
I'm fucking angry
Lost stars

Who are we???
.
Trial and error
My trial and error leads me to believe its been trials and tribulations
Leading to the hating

I don't give two fucks
Why don't you give a fuck
Why doesn't the world give too much
Why doesn't  the world give enough

I give enough
I give these fucks
I embody a life that gives too much

Silence

Cause i gave enough

Im done.....

Standing by idly

When will society
Not stand by idly
While youngish is getting violated
When fights can go to jumping collaborations

No one seizes the day
No one shows them a way
No one has the balls to step up and say
We must surely change

This is the change
We need this change
It stops the ways of the days of our future
Im bleeding and  need sutures

Turning down my eyes from the form of medias
But the form can remove you
Make you question you too

How did we get here
Living this hard
He had a dream and though it was seen it was never seen and we still living this hard

God developed a being that can be this hard
Bred in community is opportunities
That need opportunities
That grieve the opportunity
Not giving in our god....

This toast of a repenting life
This blood of jesus in the form of bringing thru christ


Confusion of life
What can we make it
Where can we take it
I'm feeling naked
Who bit the apple
Who's riding for battle

Wait no need my shoes of peace are on
 the armor needs to be on fleek...i hate that word but its needed in My speak

To fight the urge to re-disburse
The life of my father is worth the worth
Lets be worth the work
Lets be cause the work

Lets give all for worth.......

Building blocks while fishing

I try to refine the design of what my building blocks exist of...trying to imbibe the moments to transist of...exist in transcendence of....I beat my brow and know this is what I will always consist of.

Trying to change my ways
but my ways still stay and claim the guilty truth of my repenting
Sinning at a speed lost in a tale the tail of hoping I could just be off
Everyone's minds

Paranoid much?

I find I am still completely lost but travel on the path few have chosen.
I hear the loathing and unfolding of a thought not thought out to observationally spot...
to render this/it/her/my plot like a novella
I tell ya
I will tell ya
I truly tried to tell you
I am rude and crude so i can tell you

I need backing and tracking...my mind is forever in traction
forever reacting
I'm forever in acting...
out...

Casting out
Still feeling doubt
Still feeling without
Still feeling doubt

Fish of abundance none are worthy,
baited....here me out
My line has not moved
Who's the safety net?

Time is dwindling and I'm trying to get by
So in order to forget about this current circumstance I'm on my way to Dubai
Or Singapore
I need it more because running is easier than facing a truth
Facing a brute
Facing the thoughts that currently have me unscrewed
Making me think that I'm the fool

No one else to blame...
I was a fool
I have been used
But I am never and will never be a fool
I'm crazy not stupid

The tools of my work may be berserk
But my show hasn't yet been canceled or dismantled
Trying to be an example....
No one is any longer an example

I fear no one hears me
Fighting dearly
Fuck the weary
The battle is only beginning

Trust the weary
Entrust the weary
Lemme tell you a secret
The quiet ones are the ones to watch out for...

Better run Better run...this ain't boggle.
Shaking it up is no longer of value
There are no words to display my light
You only see me through night shade goggles

I've had my doubts too
I can't live without you
I can disband and live without you
But don't want to live without you
Still single so my love is about you

Abba

Too many false starts
And lost hearts
Lost stars within these lost bars and I have come too far
You better be lost far....

I want to come home....
The disown may make you think my feelings are ingrown...
I see the end zone....
I long for that big home
Picket fence and 2.5 own

God is good all the time cause when I'm alone
I'm never alone
He never leaves me alone...
Ever be alone
Forever his own
In Christian homes.....
I fight the fact it's not in flesh...my temple is his home...he coddles me on his own

He never disowns
He makes me withhold nothing about his own spirit of truth
I know the truth but am scared and don't want to acknowledge the truth
A woman with an intense stare, real hair and not a real care...because I do what I want
lets get real here... cuz.i tend here..tell on and showing that I live and love here
Absolutely.love here
But my bait still on the line ..
No more casting on this line...my pole is cracked.....ill just buy the fish

Therapy for whom???

Therapy
My legacy
Xhanging minds
Is therapy

Didn't think it be this way
Not the undeveloped me
I could never see this day
See this way

Therapy
It has eveloped me
Taken over my life til my friends are hurt with jealousy

Constantly working in secrecy
I hold all the secrets indefinitely
Infinitely
Clients pose all these questions to insist in me.....
I question sometime
Cuz i'm only starting to see the best in me

It used to worry me
Till it encouraged me
Wrapped me.in a warm blanket thoroughly

I go through life thoroughly
I need me to further encourage me...

I used to be abused, still have an attitude
my writing is my gratitude
I can never be mad at you because god allows my heart to be light
That's why it's pouring tonight

My coming to realizations made the angels cry, the Thunder cry
And the lightning singe my mind

The rain still fell....
Danced, swinging from a chandelier

I threw up this blurb

I take the dress off
negros repressed of
simply neglect of
what is real to regret on.....
it's the scheme of things
the reem of things but no matter how fast the light travels darkness is always there first

No need to be

I'm on fire

I'm on fire
Its not what you desire but its worth my empire..
The shadowed domes we call home
Penitentiary is what we call home
Why can't the boundaries of our environment remain zoned

Its situblown....
Population who has no homes
Shit in the back
Let me rewind back on the new jim crow laws that are now intact

Nobody has your back and 1964 voting rights estinguished and phazed off the map
But you tell me this trap is this trap
And this gak might move back and my trigger finger is on the trigger and I can't pull it

Use your knowledge for real shit.
Its real kid...we did a bid kid...trying to inform you of the art of playing war but you saw only a fraction of the piece I'm a fraction of the beast he made me able to hide...come and seek

My lord.

He has taken the wheel he knows the deal and the ideals i spill

I'm a make you know it dont seem real but it is indeed real

Let's stop being statistics

Let's test our transitions....lead others to real shit
..shit they can build with...
Lets build it....

If you build it they will come

Who's in??!!

I write because....

I write because its not right
This is not life
Institutions lacking insight
Incapacitated finite
Systems needing a rewrite

Cutting off the oxygen

I can't breathe.........

Right......

Exhaling the fumes of the classes
Capitalistic socioeconomical travesties
Right in front of our faces

Bounded by the bondage of repression..of the oppression instilled in our brains and running deep within our veins
only to be shaded by the materialistic...unrealistic mirages of a false truth of what success looks like

Im confused
Walk around selfishly involved
social media revolved
While problems remained unsolved
Our communities dying but no one wants to be involved or freaking evolve
So we can evolve and stop being slaves
To a nature imprinted on us through the lens of a camera

The mark of the beast is here

No one......

This life waits for no one
I encountered and am done

With the false pretenses of being whole
I need........my soul
Indeed to
Hold

Id rather come up short than be bamboozled

I can't be true to
A person that questions as much as you do

Or have use to
Something that's on the move too

Harboring off this boat
I could but I wont...be good but I wont
Its okay i'm up now

The A train from brooklyn

This train sheds hope to...but its running local...I try to be vocal....but that shit usually hurt you.
Desert you...it don't deserve you...it can never deserve you

Rocking off the base of the slow down...this train won't slow down this train is so now....this game is so now...the drain of the words I am saying are so.... how....so go on how?

You know how
Bro brow....singing no
how did this lead me to know how.....

Listening....

The drum of the bum and the song of that one mixing this is mixing
this is loves
on a train and im bout to be remiscing....

reflections of a tattoo

I used to have the blues
life is letting me be aright
see alright
tear off this cardigan to ride in the wind and be alright

i see my life...its a fickle life in a fickle strife
to be there twice when you indeed one life
proactive none reactive
individually
resist in action

I'm wired
transpired
hoping to glance higher
to plan higher

to reach the debt of my love and be equal cause...cuz....yes it does......cuz..its still because cuz.....
such a good kisser
but are we all lost stars...

i think we are