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Struggles of Life -
Wondering if I wasn't
from ghetto breed, nor poor, would I be free.
We are of a dying breed,
in need. Life of old, Jews, as our African Ancestor.
The spirit is still the
same, but they can't recognize or identify our faces.
But, label our looks
as a menace to society.
As one mistake, or one
of the mistaken one.
Our youth has been brought
back, they point out and say, "See he is on outside breed, never
to live out life, never
should have breath."
So we will help society
by taking away this seed.
Oh, who will save the
fatherless, or that widow with only one seed?
Her life, her need.
She's in labor once more,
while this earth yearns over a life of the simplest, smallest one.
You can't hurt one, beyond
reality.
Bleeding Souls :
Bleeding souls of pain
drip, drip, dropping. Dying slowly, soaring, not
knowing, breathing lightly,
not facing, the stare. Hoping, giving up to
nothing. Wanting
to see, eyes covered, peeping to that day. What day,
if a day, what to say,
how to say it. memories to last eternity, but who
will see, not me.
Who knows beyond, you
know. God said, but what? Naked whole,
before all, shame, not
game. Made it or not?
Darkness :
To the four corners of
the earth, in the mist that I am. Spiritual war-
fare with-in the mind
of a struggling soul, as I sit here on death row.
In the darkness of my
cell thinking about how my peers labeled me a
menace to society, a
cast out. The hatred continues to build up with-
in, but I fear if I let
the madness go, I will become what they label me
as. No one knows
me, no one can feel me but me. I feel there is no
one but me. I live
silently in the madness, darkness of this cell.
Looking up at the stars
wishing upon them all hoping I can see clearly,
that someday I can flee
this madness, relieve myself of this mistreatment
and just live free.
Free to breath my heart with peace. This injustice...
Emotion / Hold :
With-in this atmosphere
that is so still, air passes through my pores.
The steel is cold by
the touch of your hands. The steel is cold by
the look of each peer.
Human lives on hold,
everyone tries not to grow cold. Many wonds,
infections upon every
man's soul. Some cry, some yell, some sit still
while others grow cold.
Embracing God, some will
hold, yet I look from my own soul....
Free:
In the mist that I am,
soaring upon a light with-in, unfolding a
beauty unknown, untouched.
Freely embracing glory that shines
brightly, strong at will.
A sound so open, still
exquisitely rare. Beautifulness, endure,
consuming all, flowing
gentle. I feel in the spirit holy, south of
me, north of me, west
of me and to the east. I still...
Sleeping:
I close my eyes,
and my dreams become real.
I close my eyes
and I can feel.
I close my eyes and all
things appear.
There, I live in my dreams,
my heart beats, my soul yearns-
Is this living?
A perfect world?
to stop hoping, to stop
dreaming, I may lose purpose.
So in my dreams, I'm
living, sleeping...
A Love To Wish For
To really love someone, you must hold on to them tightly. You must
embrace them with all your strength. Not only embracing their love,
but your own love that you feely strongly and have for them freely-
A love freely on my own, hoping that the love I have on my own
may meet their love. Love that is issued from you.
Time passes and sometimes consuming you must endure. Sometime
you may feel the love you have all around you as an Angel watching
over you, feeling all goodness, tenderness. Feeling love soulful
deep
with-in that carries you into another day. A love to wish for.
Who Wants To Live Forever ?
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live?
Who wants to see their dreams?
Who wants to carry on,
living out years?
Who wants to see Heaven,
believing that it's near?
Some don't want to go
on because of al life's fears.
Seeing that there is
no hope, or afraid to live.
Watching the world, falling
of the peers.
People in the Nation,
dying by the milions.
Who will feed the hungry,
valley's are full of them?
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live out
their years?
Who wants to be a dreamer,
certainly not me.
Look at all the people
living like there is.
Wonder what will happen
if there were no more tears? No more aids, human virus
that appears.
Nothing but living, then
what will man do...
I Shall Endure :
Cold steel iron bars,
cage doors that suppresses. Out cast, lost at will,
conform, king of heart.
Heart of steel, not conforming to the irksome
atmosphere that awakens
our presence daily. The label that stands out to all
Nations, hanging over
our heads. Like that Roman cross label or the tree
Christ hung upon.
Yet, it was for victory, the same is here. My spiritual
strength, I feel of old.
Loud sounds, banging doors
awaken my soul. I do not grow cool, yet aware
of every nerve existence.
I shall endure...
Father to Jesus
It was Christmas
Day when I first saw you.
You were there, I was
there too.
That star was my heart
that guided them there.
You were my first Child,
the apple of my eyes.
A tender dove, but more
I see.
Never will I leave your
side.
When you think that I'm
not there,
just blink your eyes
and wipe away the mist.
Because I am by your
side.
Now you know I'm here,
I'm in you and you are in me.
You have always been
with me, can you see.
The ocean shores are yours,
also the sea.
The gentle breeze, you
said is like me.
On that day, we layed
everything.
You are me, I am you.
We touch the stars, we
rode the cherubs,
our hearts could feel
everything.
I will be forever yours,
you are a king, my son, my heart for eternity.
The Secret Omen
Something you may find
enlighten...
Do you believe that there
is some secret manual or scroll that gives man a
knowledge, power, some
form of understanding to us of God?
Do you feel there is
a hidden power that can be used by man?
What do you believe and
why? Find the answers, seek the truth.
Reading this will only
be the beginning...
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