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joel jokonia Feb 2018
We live to die
Right?
So life is
For death is
With no death
What would we live for?
Live for life...
joel jokonia Jan 2018
If
if we really trust in God
Why do we lock our doors???
joel jokonia Jan 2018
Rap is hard
You have to nail the ascent
As it ascends keep the rythm
Ryme but with meaning
Spitting splitting their minds
Into thinking wat you seeing
Wear your eyes for a second
Not forgeting reason
Not **** about the ******* u spent the season kissing
Dissing a disease in every verse
In each case
An issue of whose ggetting more paper
Famous feature, who gives a **** who was witchya
I like to believe rap is art
Poetry, painting a picture of your perspective
Respective enough Ts you who holds the bigger share
In music I hope u use it to dare
These kids who believe in you to make a change
Not messages of disorder and rage
Flip that page forget it
Skip, cut , merge into a better clean version of bars
Educate relate heal scars
Cries of sorrow are wiped through you
Dies and a little turn of mood
As I plug in these phones in my ears
Fears should race
Trace back myself to belief
Pace back to relief, relive
Hope in me
See I nid to be told um gonna make it
That's rap music
joel jokonia Jan 2018
I choose to have a choice
Let my voice be heard
Me no mind not if their ears dead
As long as I let free my thoughts

Choosing to have a choice
Not a ticket to wisdom just free will
Willingness to take the blame when miseries fly in
Reaping from choices we making

Still when crowded with evils
Our fingers will find one to point
As the point of what we reaping
Forgetting our choices

A choice may be small today
But results will come in due time
U may choose to sleep with her today
Kiss him tomorrow
Be friend them this week
Sow all these choices
And let time decide your reap

Don’t blame me
Nor her
Or them
You chose these to be part of your life
You chose your friends
You chose
It’s a pity you chose bad
Cause Good choices exist
joel jokonia Jan 2018
Beheaded again my heart ‘
We headed straight for disaster apart
From the vibe we had and that smile
We had none much to keep us together
Though forever.. seemed not too far
U were to me  my star
Envisioned a brighter story ‘
A Cinderella tale probably was on molly
******* that’s it um *****
Will get a ***** to ***** one or two rounds only
But all me belongs to you
Despite your ignorance n attitude
I do good
Play boyfriend wish girlfriend was played by u
I guess when new things came
Old wasn’t valuable nomore
The pace whoever came
Changed your loved for a no no
But I still dream guess that makes me loco
joel jokonia Jan 2018
i never even got to see your face
and you never gave me the chance to explain
that whatever you were looking for i had none
from behind you stabbed me
taking the life out of me just to score some

scrambled through my pockets
as i lay in my pool of blood
trying to reach for my daughter's locket
just to stare at it for the last time

you found no treasure on me
i was just a broken soul
trying to put life's pieces together
just a poor man

now a dead poor man lay at your feet
and you had no benefit
is you satisfied?
joel jokonia Jan 2018
Deception and lies, lies
amongst us, within us
causing cracks from disappointments
breaking our souls, holes created
we, you and me
have seen the devils
the evils as different as they
we have seen
within we carry them
piled pieces of hearts and emotion
noted is we all
are broken some broke and
feel left out
we all do
broken, didnt start with you
we thy all broken souls
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