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Life's a bit@@ that cry like doves,
hatred placed above love.
No hugs but slugs spitting
round after round.
Gun play found in hand, no plan
but destruction.
Tell em sumthin before
life slammed behind bars.
Mental scars doing life bids,
no kids seen for years.
Shed tears as months go by.
No lie.
Look to the sky for answers,
but it all starts within.
Begin to know self, felt deep
in chakra if you meditate.
Fate held in hands embrace light,
many fight demons lost in the dark.
The spark that feeds man evil heart.
Intricate web of deceit repeat
on mistrust cycles.
Reprisals not open for the wicked.
Conflicted thought pattern shifted, to
lower frequencies transmitted.
Head fitted for crown I am that
lion king.
I bring art with touch of pen, that send
flows on brain waves created.
Never hesitated to express the realness.
On stage crowd feel this.
Snap poppin fingers to highest degree,
for they see originality in me that's key
for purest expression.
Life lessons woven within all my pieces.
Releases restraints from heart that's part
of me.
Feel free
Constantly
Energy
Brilliantly
For the God in me...
Screams perfection.
RonnieL
