Blue and red flashing through his window
Ran away from the popo
Gasping
Cause' his wind's low
A loser in jail
But he has a chance
He could win though
Opened the door
And let the wind blow

Howling of the hound
Front door down
Police get in
Guess what?
No sound
Fast footsteps on the ground
Of the young **** who was bound
To be in school
But he took it like a joke
Ha ha
Pro clown

Running through the bush
Blood hounds behind
Adrenaline pumped by the fear
Running in his mind
Yeah he was cruel minded
But his love was one of a kind
This love was caused by the one inside....
Of the bag

Using...
Helicopter spotlights
Geographical spot heights
Cause' they knew this criminal was not light
What they were doing was not right
After a while he took a shot right
Through his heart then his eyes went low
Like smoking *** sight

The police surrounded the lying body
Blood on the floor
Bullets in his leg, arm, shoulder
And in his heart was number four
This time the popo were raw
No smackdown just *******
Dead was the ****
Everyone was sure

After a while of silence
After a while of pure silence
A crying voice went out
Everyone knew it
No doubt

One of them opened the bag
It was a lady
No one thought it would be possible
It was a baby

He
Met her when he
Was walking down the road
Eye contact so intense
Even their minds connected
But it was in
Utter silence

Both minds were talking
Talking with body language
Which he spoke fluent
And she could understand clearly

A week later
He
Invaded her space
A week later
He
Fondled her
And in that same week
He
Kissed her

Kisses from neck to toe
Going down slow
Past the stomach
Then to the...
Oh

The lip biting
Love biting
The
Heavy breathing
Touch pleasing

As his hand
Went down
He found out that
She's wet
Wet as...
The fish that swim
In the ocean

Every time he wanted *******
The course
Of her morals intervened
Creating that space between
Them...

The mind and body
Were one
But their souls
Were apart

Feels like...
I'm the black dot
Amongst the white
Feels like...
I'm the only dull star
Shining at night
Feels like...
People can't see me
When their get into contact with my presence
They just lose sight
It also feels like...
I'm in a glass at the museum
And people are watching me

They say I'm unique
They say I'm exclusive
Like the clothes at a boutique
But I
Don't have that kind of mindset
I'm different
And all I think about
Is how am I going to stand out

Its like my mind
Is a magnet that attracts critics
Then it passes it to the heart
From the hert to the body
Making me numb
As a whole

Acting like I don't care
But my ears are wide open
Er drum taking all those vocal vibrations
Sending them to the mind,body and soul
Exactly in that order

But hey
This is life
Lord knows why he made me like this
Mybe I'll be something big
But at the moment
I need to dig

I bask in the essence of words
I use these words as my toys
Cause' I can play with them
Without them getting broken
Or old

These words give a clear picture
A clear image
A photograph in the mind
Which evokes deep emotions
Within the human

These words are like drugs
Cause' I'm addicted to the pen and paper
My high
Is in the form of satisfaction
Which leaves my heart with a smile
When all else brings me down

These paragraphs of words is my way
Of sharing my emotion with the world
My way of telling my life story
These combined words diplay my mind
As a whole
What I think and who I am

The mind is a complex *****
But poetry
Brings out the simplicity in it

I don't know wht to call it
Lovers place or lovers lane
Where
The teen male and female
Encounter in
Physical contact
Eyes,skin,mind
And soul

Where they exchange words
Which build their relationship
Strengthen their relationship
Where they embrace each other
Never letting go
Like mannequins
Or statues

Although this corner is public
They really didn't care much
It amused them
As much
As it strengthened their bond

Time was limited
But why not break the rules

In the daylight
He would see her clearly
In the moonlight
They would kiss so dearly

What they didn't know
Is that they were alike,spiritually
Well
Like charges repel

Now
He walks that street corner
Alone

It feels like the world is spinning fast
It feels like I drank a bottle of *****
But this time
I'm alone

Drowning myself in thoughts of the future
Drowning myself in thoughts of death
Drowning myself in thoughts of....

Is it a bad day?
Am I going insane?
Or do I need someone
To comfort me?

Anxiety building up
Like a pile of papers
Stack on stack
Until it forms a tower
Until it just takes over
The whole of me

I can't wait for the day
I look fear into the eyes
And say
'Thanks for the lesson,
Thanks for making me strong,
And I am what I am'

Only God knows when that day will come

People don't believe me when I say
I have a drum as a heart
Every beat reminds my mind
That music is in me
Music is in my blood
Music is all that I am

This beat is the same beat
That keeps me alive
That keeps me going
Flowing with the rhythm
Showing my ability
Knowing what being alive is...

This beat is the sme beat
That pumps blood into my veins
So that my body can move
And groove
To the rhythm of the sound
As my feet tap the ground
I know I am bound
For this