im cold-smart go hard for more parts that cohorts
my rose hard i throw hard
poached parse
to and fro mars
whoa par
was dealt my hand use more than hands to throw cards
strong pull with no close charge

Rose hips pedal
Flower clips and pics
Gold ships cross reflection of eclipse
1 take of 0 gives (for He that forgives)
Needless to say no long live
6 foot what a trip
Edify and connect the dots with
instead of words that cut like zipper stitch

I see a little girl who’s a rose through the concrete

Her story botchy her parents skated away slick game hockey

Though don’t forget to mention her sick mommy

She meant well but cracked with crack dowry from prince charming

Went from seeming love to beaten up and constant harming

It was a team of demons and her one woman army

Little Amy’s parents high filled but babies stomachs steady starving

Amy only has one dress but she’s Jesus kept with the most utter white garment

is finger-licking two senses
me, myself and i sit down, consensus
everyone has a different rendition of relentless
what version is this of this, which you, depends it
imaginary penitentiary, locked in myself, one tenant
like i could send a message with only a letter, pen it
see greater with less 3d one eye red it
eye to brain, i blew it
i 9 lives brain dead
brain faculty, mind, not same head
while nothing visual, split cranium and drain head

It only takes one person to put a people into shape
But why waste when history has shown a shape to be the wrong shade

She's weird, different. She can make more with less. She can be more focused on the finer detail. More enveloped in the abstract. She is more involved in being involved. She is more with you when she's with you. The shadow to your light. The inverse thought. The reflected passion. The parts belonging to each side being and finally meeting. Two created. Two in their own path unaware. Two-who's path intertwined in a beautiful thing of many flavors- one being a flavor. Senses and beauty and to make it real- love.

Not a certain skin glitter gold
Stop searching when a hidden in the fold
Remind me how He climbs me treetop
Most people prosperous true level knee stop
Hills and valleys oh peak drop
Flow rhythamic beat-sitting-in reach clot
Keep going no comfortable fable-thee spot
Focus piece watch peace swath swatch
Had chance shot throwaway now **** it reshot
Reach swap figure form speech no leave blots
Harvesting fields no cornrows seed crop
Be not or be or naught

Thinking of how my brains fried

Insane how these things unfinished but I’m focused on the things I ain’t tried

One thing that isn’t a problem is I take up the problems that ain’t mine

I’m mindful of my mortality and of theirs at the same time

I’m shy but it ain’t like I hate shine

I take time to blame, I wonder if I hate mines

I don’t know them but I rate minds

My self-righteous as the berate climbs

Behold what’s taking place-wit thinner than the fakest crepes

As judges we ignore mistakes we make

Let’s focus on the patience grace

And give roses because He chose us is the take away

Who can fold us when we’re here play for play

We actively daily doing two-a-days and today we ain’t afraid

We won’t fray, okay? Okay

I pray, we all pray, we praise because He came

The stars and their telescopes
they got a name for you, you know
we look at them theyre held they float
they look at us perpetuate love we show
only they and He knows
natural law love particular folks glow
then, little known-stars perplexed at our action
art movement their canvas static but pirouette
our locomotion's fluid every planes wet
they stare and observe our vastness
our majesty theyre entranced they derive gladness
a length here a curve there
held in place where
light form picture bear
then inutterable design language
they pale in the presence of
vanquished in envy anguish
the stars and their telescopes
little do we know

Little light of mine hard to define
Feel they can’t recreate so they opt to steal shine
Grab the photons and crack the heal of mind
Mold and enlighten despite their fighting in the spiel of time
Rock and reel through their shade no deal no sign
Show no sign their minds relative to no mind go find
Their eyes don’t even touch light windows cold blinds
foolish lower self for pay dirt no gold mine
Self worth go find Light and know gold mine

He lifted me up Rudy i was a small man
who can outdo me Hes with me they all cant
Goliath cant move me hes a tall plant
im motivated by more than a wall chant
faith paul just moved better than sauls plans
David had no plans but soon would all-command
He lifted me up Rudy i was a small man
who can outdo me Hes with me they all cant

man im going through so much pain my steps hurt
i dont ball i dont net worth
you got pride and youre ahead then neck curse, then you have no treasure and youre lesser
i got a better measure
if youre bad help the sick on the stretcher
He'll help you ail the ill with knowledge like a professor
whats really real make you feel like the dope on the dresser
make you feel like man of steel and hope releases the pressure

they could never take away
best they could manage is a take-away
this life is a passageway
theyre average lattice observe my ascension practice as i break away
not brazen-im cloaked so i skate away
fade mash contrete and abstract i make a way
raise i consider Truth Truth so ill never forsake His Way
laced live and die for the Son theyll never take my day
praise He makes pure so ill never fake my way
ill painstake and gain weight
through the rain to the reign faint
He cleans the hate-stained
if you promise blood then ill gain paint
shed shame taint'd popularity and the lame's stakes

Trying to figure out who I be
Take the heart off my sleeve and observe arteries until I no longer bleed
He has it covered because of Him His reach no longer sleeve
Dreams reality I no longer sleep
He brings us to mountains no yonder steep
Watch what you do when He makes you fly watch your feet watch your feats
Swallow peace hollowed esteem
Follow King through all those beams to shallow streams

Talk it out talk about walking out sulkin now
Nobody gives a _ if I fall im down
I’m good though jo I’m the remedy
Faith based hoping He’s sending me
Us and Jesus married and wedding ring
Wings without the feather things
The rain cleans whether weathered or better things
In the deepest darkest part is
Trying to pump blood with the heartless
Hard heart leading a tender heart
Fool hearted pretend I’m smart
Got a hand bent the cards
Lift em up think they’re walking get em far
Separate them then let them start

The picture of a sound

...The picture of a sound
It paints that frame in your mind a form but not clearly defined
Your direction focuses but the articulation lacks lines
Then...the touch of a visual
Tell me how they’re adamant brazen but this bypasses dermal and in it goes
More than integral a rush out goes common intervals
Into rubbing blood pump your getting light-headed it goes-sump pump
Tell me how it goes sum up
You’re getting high there somewhere up
Then...the touch from that image into an emergent canvas with a collective color derived white
An utter stunning white splashes with you touching that image-the canvas it dashes
Painful painstaking beauty cutting lashes
You’re lapsing with each come-to with each pass it’s
Contained in your pupil your mind that thing it’s massive
You touch it and next second are amazed-you just had it
It melts over you oh so true laden
It’s true magic through and through, genesis Aladdin
You try to callous your heart for ballast do some padding
I would continue but it hurts...
Picture of a sound
Touch of a visual
Touch from that thing...you pick which first

Put my heart on the beat and make the record not skip
Boost the pompous confidence tell them they’re not ish
Do you’re homework and tell me the progress of the projects
What pro paints a picture with light like project
He all knew us before the onset
Choose wise and edified and flaunt it
Then rise because the Son sets

through the storm and marshes
not about my paper and im cardless
no matter what your cards are im a target
go the farthest maverick sovereign
nothing like easy im the hardest
like ive been doing this for years pen and parchment
not your run of mill artist
im hot but ill cold start it, the way i move is charted
were in the building apartment
i dont know your component but mine is alarm set
i wear my heart on my sleeves my arms wet
at Jesus feet the storm He calms it

Just trying to achieve His favor

With fervor I pursue, when I get there stay there

Can I find Him in the pew, fine I won’t stay there

How can I hold hands now with the Truth-Jesus? This ain’t fair

I focus on my heart and take care

Do I keep good company like I take shares?

How do I keep myself while I break theirs?

Fast like pace players, pray up like a raked stare

Like 8 hairs, I want the naked Truth

Aloof, hell, if He can help it Satan ain’t taken you

A hoof, like a shoe, the beast ain’t raising youth

Hell no, he takes them, breaks them-slick no shade of clue

Slave to sin for years yet we’re not paid in full-we’re paid in few

Meant to be beautiful but you’re cut, you’re  laid with grooves

Improv and improve to prove, you can’t even make it from a to b because you’re dying inside while no ones seeing you

Rise and shine though because you’re proof. The bs is see-through and He’ll see you through

Where my mind takes me
By the hand
But it guides the hand
Let’s dance together
Let’s moonwalk under the Son
Brainstorm one weather
White skin, worn leather
Bipolar and skull pressure
Mind is we never knew it and will never get rid of it...
Pleasure was needy gave needy pleasure
White wasn’t fair now it’s redder
Black and white even checkers no double decker
Ask spock if he’s a trekky or trekker then measure

Dissimilar likeness
A cheating reflection
Two things that are both shadows and objects to each other
Past unknown then present oneness and immutability
Out of a crowd of millions

veins like vines underneath
its my will i bequeath
i hope its not asunder me
backed against the wall im crumbling

Well acquainted with i
Can’t do much about that
Cerebellum fish-fried
Ran to up from out back
fell a-shaded pit-side
Pant through touched and doubt pass
Sell afraid and sit high
Fan crew clutched-out that
Shell upbraided fist pry
Man flew rush-how fast
Bell is shaken piston fly
Bad crew must abound unattached
Well mistaken prison cry
Past due amuck and out-whacked
Tell or forsake them miss them bye
Mash to such luck band frown match

Well beaten is not the hard path
Hard to have heart when people are all math
And all are all that
People just wanna take away your wings and way
People hide their treasure and tuck their things away
I’ve seen His Grace so will sing His praise
A person that hates will project that trait
If you’re ahead they will aim to take your neck away
They say my sin is jewelry I will protect my chains
My sight is blind vision gone whole set is plain
Jet the whole plane

You know what people say they’d rather be a nobody than a cold body
I’m an old soul with no old body oh buddy
I love I hug I hold bodies
Stone froze so cold so cold don’t shock me
They see they think they saw they sought
They thought they taught me
Not and naught i see walkie-talkie copy copy
Chain of thought pocket unused lock key
Out of here to nowhere rocket to where Spock is
Can’t hock this
This display they hate I guess they’re nauseous
And not just

Never enter my world
Never knock my rhythm

different like Spock and He’s risen. Never relinquish the clock we getting

The secrets under the water the baptism I dipped in...

Holy admittance quenched the fire...keys released from prison...

God speed we getting...
I’m seated, garment fitted

Armed acquitted, I’m ready
Who wants to harm a witness

Never fail give them all my riches
Then ima get it.

Who’s seen the hands of time do work

Do death suit you tie die like cool shirt

Who wants to doubt Him go ahead fools first...

Nothing beyond Him, you’ll shine in time like jewels birth

I’m fly accompanied by two birds

In good company Truth first

Obvious and patent proof bursts

Recoup purge ensue Earth

Get a clue He proves worth

Saviour of the world Truth. true-the Jews first

writing this letter
pen has thorns on it
a dead tree im an ornament
not bad at sorting it
you inhale and articulate the vibrations
your lovely sound waves
your beauty is downplayed
beauty in form such a fine face and incredible form
it hurts to see-body busting out of itself not a norm

You can’t not see like I can’t escape my vision
How many cells your body have? my personal prison, no schism
People grow old, simultaneously imagine grown limits
Stationary is the go-get-it
They bullshittin, the faux-witnesses
The materialists the fools gold riches equipped
They know it’s it is
The Truth roll friction with wits