His eyes shifted to stone
Blind to love
Ignorant of how to
Now years later he is merely a statue
Sculpted by life
Chisled at by pain
Solid, hard and smooth talking
But no evidence of life remains
Just existing to be admired
Does this make him a man?
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His eyes shifted to stone
Blind to love
Ignorant of how to
Now years later he is merely a statue
Sculpted by life
Chisled at by pain
Solid, hard and smooth talking
But no evidence of life remains
Just existing to be admired
Does this make him a man?
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2b2b2 says: Kinda Deep |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Lace
Model of a Man (Cont.)His eyes shifted to stone Blind to love Ignorant of how to Now years later he is merely a statue Sculpted by life Chisled at by pain Solid, hard and smooth talking But no evidence of life remains Just existing to be admired Does this make him a man? |
Model of a ManWhen my heart beats broken He accommpanies it with compassion And when my soul sings love He strikes the chords of my hope Built up, broken down, bruised and battered By running those sweet somethings Over the ivories of my past When he said he never imagined that this would last When he told me that he was a lost boy In a grown man's frame Made of stained glass And his eyes are more than just windows They are portals of life and time Never could they be explored in one Lifetime, one time he told me That his daddy was a glassmaker That's why his heart doesn't break It shatters A million pieces of a reflection Looking back at him in disappoinment Does it make him less of a man If tears sometimes escape from his eyes? If he wants to do more for his ... |
DeceptionThere are too many brown boys Being blinded by fool's gold And they don't realize that Their skin shines just as bright And that the Jesus that their moher's have prayed inside of them Shines even brighter But they would rather decapitate Him Put His head on a chain Dip it the same Fool's gold That drowns their souls Have the audacity to shrink a savior To the size of just another piece they can hang around their necks A gold link noose that history just won't let our boys forget Wipe it down and make it shine To blind themselves of His face So they don't have to know Him Ignorance is a choice. |
Everyone's Favorite Rapper (Slave Song)Put a chain around his neck Something heavy around his wrist Fear in his soul So he stutters when he speaks Sell his body and his beliefs On two different blocks Pulvarize his mnd and make him watch Let him know that there is no part left of him that he owns Stand him up tall Make him look strong Give him a mic He's got a show tonight
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