I grew from a tree...
Into a beautiful beast
I grew to believe...
That my lean to the east
Was due to the sun
But every other tree was straight
I picked up a gun...
And cleaned the slate
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
My people, my people... that's all you hear,
But really, are we all equal?
You see it all the time, you see it in everyone's eyes, the laughs and the lies
As this happens, the river flows red
Crimes of hatred they say
On the news words are twisted
And once again my people, my people, the full story, we missed it
Turns out we're trouble thanks to the color of our skin, our age, the jobs we are given, the pride that we have and the knowledge we lack blamed for the world's problems, drug dealers and so on so on the crimes they stack
In reality, the real reality, not the imagination that extremists recall as reality but the cold reality seen through an immigrant's eyes, a minority's eye ,the youths eyes we are only here to help and create an everlasting peace between different cultures with slowly increased confusion, in confession we say to ourselves, we're all the same, consumers and buyers, but we all aren't, some of us are cons and liars, deceiving and thieving, but let's forget those for they're the outliers, progressively we're changing, but sadly as people are aging, the change is non-apparent and when I say us, I mean us, the people, the wealth and the hunger not us the separate who preaches unity and yet has such things as ghettos and slums of which no one cares, to whose street traveled, no one dares instead of having one united diverse nation. without fear, separation, depression an intense sensation of grieving expression.
Illiterate and mute, that's my people, and I'm proud we don't need to speak to show you our speech is free, but if we could perfectly talk the language of the higher society, the language of the credible and flexible , we'd say we'd hate to have your liberty and prosperity, for we have something better; a family union, a home-cooked meal in moral values of which you do not, and that is my greater power, we live under the ignorance of Philosophy to whom the end of life there's no insurance people live and people die
anti-hate and self-loving policies will never die...Anti-state, anarchy to all my apologies for the wise never lie...
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC
What is love?
Where do you find it?
How do you define it?
Is it spiritual?
Is it mystical?
Or something physical
Maybe it's fictional
What is love?
Is it a feeling?
Or a state of mind?
Something appealing
Or something blind
It all depends on the naked eye
Many are hurt
And call it a lie
“I Love You”
People use those words to much
And pretty soon their meaning will die
What is love?
Kids fall in love,
But honestly they don’t
And when it comes time to confront
The reality of things they don’t accept
Their lives will become a battlefront
And when they’re rid of the butterflies
Left in rags
And the lady cries
The boy will hold up the white flag
Lonely, cold and done
Soon their love will all be gone
What is love?
In reality love is non-existent
Idiotic, pointless and a killer
Just to end up a horror story and a thriller…
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
These furry creatures
Climb and climb making it hard
To see their features
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
The trees, they sway, sway
Making winds of power stray
Lifting as they may
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
Forgetful they call me,a man of few words
Let me be, and forever open doors
Open your soul, open your mind
Travel in your mold,and leave your troubles behind
Lossen up, and be free
Loose the red solo cup, and get a hold of this rolled-up tree
Loose the stress, Let me be your preacher
Take the express, and find your inner creature
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
A paradise
In your arms?
No, not really
Still not safe from all harms.
The moment's still a little hilly
But years from now, who knows...
When I heal,
And the pain doesn't come as it goes
Maybe then, you'll be real
And not fake
Like a fast food meal
Easy to take
Hard to let go
You're bad for me,
But I continue,
Leaving scars;stories to be
A present,;my past, my future anew
Destruction within
For being with you
Causes one to sin
But your intentions,
They're all seen through
Like deadly infections
You seek onto me,
Hoping to **** me
I slowly suffocate
As you start your passage
In which my soul, you navigate
As a dark and cold savage
You eat away at my soul
With words of a python, a snake
Slithering in the cold
Bitting, slowly killing
With what pieces you take
I regain my health in a matter of time
I see no longer with the eyes of a blind man,
But with those of a mime...
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 11:25 AM UTC
Wonderlands and questions within.
Many come, many go
No one can handle it, so their minds spin
And what they go through
Is a pain all of it's own
Thoughts to be seen
Fully engaged and fully grown
What does it all mean?
Simple, we're all free
Free of thought
Free to bee
Free and yet freedom is still sought
A shadow in the light.
What is a smile ?
If not a sin?
What is a smile?
If not feelings hidden...
Tears in between
Words mixed in as lies
Beauty indeed, never seen
In these curves, time flies
Complications and rough times
cheapened and weakened
Worst then pennies and dimes
Scars now deepened...
Worry inside
Love inside too
Happy outside
Hypocrisy outside too...
Rocked and shocked
Feelings intertwined
Side to side aligned
Blocked and locked
Emotions unseen
Broken dreams
Days of teen
Years of ever-lasting sadness streams
Farewell, farewell...
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 11:21 AM UTC
My heart aches whenever I think of you
So I turn on the radio, but every song
I turn to
Is about us
From the fairy tale love story
To the couple always fighting, that made you worry
So I turn it off and cry
Away I wanna fly
From every sad memory
I turn off the car
And throw your pictures on the dashboard
Step out for a minute
And wish for more
You were everything to me
I want things to be...
Like they were before
And it might seem dumb
But eternity
was just a term for me
And love that lasted not
Shall be reborn and given light
Love's path our heart shall take...
And our souls through it happiness shall make...
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
Life
Life
Life
What is life?
Greens reds and blues?
Blacks And whites for those deprived
Tints and hues.
Separation and unity
Combined from seperate views
In one as conformity
For passion
For love
For fashion
For hate
For fake
And for fate
We dress and we wine
We stress and we shine
stars they say
Scars the soul
As it heals in a way
Lies we are told
Lies we believe
Lies we repeat
Lies we never achieve
Lies we defeat
The truth indeed-
Without a doubt
Will set us free
Yet we scream and shout
We scream and shout...
Hidden in a box
Hidden In lies
Wisdom in detox
Purpose dies
Drugs stuck
Freedom a game
Of nothing but luck
Wilderness wildly tame
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 8:26 AM UTC