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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY halfblacksheep1
Hello BelovedHello beloved...by many you are hated Historically abhorringly robbed of history being properly dated Intellectual property is such crockery Ill say it Unfairly taxed an undue evil with nothing prorated We waited and waited until we realized we were being baited Unflattered by your imitation attempts not up to be debated Elated by the bond we shared as stock Fear of flying and afraid to even leave from the flock Trust we knew are actions were unjust but still just a must Every chance we would get to enhance some s**t We be with it b/c its gritty and we tired of dancing with The devil on another level claiming to be all mighty God Struck by the rod on our bare bods only acknowledged by a nod A mere facade to ever face freedom, feeling rather foolish Making an a$$ of ourselves, all gassed up and acting mulish Our sanity in t... |
Peace & BlessingsEvery lesson learned comes with what I earned Knowledge builds wisdom but sometimes bridges still get burned Water under that same bridge wishing you nothing but the best Time is just a test letting it go laying it all to rest Choosing my battles includes understanding I may lose Putting self first walking away without a scar nor bruise But even if the heart breaks its still beautiful in my eyes Hurting precedes healing in this drama trauma filled life Even when the pain runs deep please finish the race It takes practice to become the person winning first place Last is not least as long as you leave with a trophy or token Some of the loudest words are left unwritten and unspoken Actions speak louder than words so no saying I love u its showing Each lesson learned brings peace by way of changing and growing
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Section 8Section 8 Our sections great Seems like poverty is this sections fate And even though its filled with hate I love it here
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Flight of the Butterfly
How can I begin my flight if I am afraid to fly How can i expect to spread my wings If I don't become one with the open sky I close my eyes and I visualize it I convince myself that Im going to try Then fear and phobia begin to set in A fear deeper than words can describe I could pop a few anxiety pills I could get a doctor to prescribe I could drown out reality of my personality I could call up my dealer and go get high However that does not cure me It just further detours me Impairs my vision and insecurity Farther from even having the desire to try... I Can Never Forget That ,Even if my image depicts that ,Im not a pilot, Im not a bird, I am a butterfly I cannot change the weather But I can get myself together go and look my fears in the eyes See the pilot was once only a student, as the bird was just an egg yet a caterpillar is stuck strugglin... |
I'm feeling himOnce upon a time... There was this Sun that shined He was so defiant and well defined Like a Deity of his own design His Chakras were all aligned And Sun rose above a life of crime He harbored an air of authenticity That is rare and simply hard to find Sun remains one of the real ones, That didnt drop not one dime Instead he took it like a man and served the court ordered allotted time Sun rises and Sun shines to any occcasion He is manifestation of Love A complex,conscious, creative creation Sun is the brightest one in the sky Here to shed his light on his Nation... Sun's Dedication |
These WingsI only spread them for the deserving The mere thought of it is seductively unnerving For the one that gets to see these wings He or she will be my everything Its not that I am afraid to fly Doesnt have a thing to do with being shy Its because I love the way that they lie That I need to know the truth The difference between midnight and noon Explains the utter complexity of my cacoon If I were to spread my wings any moment to soon It might not be as beautiful....
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True ColorsThem colors you’re wearing sure are true They’re ugly and they do not look good on you That’s my word that is one absurd outfit It’s colored a distinct hue of bull Every time I see you rocking that designer I think of smacking the out the supplier That should really be ashamed of himself Wearing them genes that show hishe needs a new belt Let me tell you about one of my fashion pet peeves A man with too much pride to wear his heart on his sleeve So enlighten me what does this man bring to the table? Head to toe he’s covered in white male designer labels But claims that he’s the truth I need to see more proof He promotes their product when he’s rapping in the booth The most expensive pair of J’s on his feet match the 24k gold in his teeth His clothes hot as fire but his heart is cold ... |