Oh spirit rider where have you been ?
longing for your embrace but never seen,
come ride my soul with consummate ease
tease me with your breath a contagious disease
I long now to feel your immortal embrace
to see the moonlight in your face
the soothing tones of your words
soaring higher than all the birds
take me now to your dark retreat
to stand before the judgement seat,
let me tell of your ethereal tales
how you opened my eyes and removed the scales.

Keep chanting your submerged voices.
Lonely in the back of the room.
Too loud now
To hear the folklore.
Let them paint you poisen.
Label you the enemy.
Let them get high off the scent of rebellion.
They think we had our day.
That it's time for an uproot, a change.
When we're done letting them speak.
Let's hold a wedding in their honnor.
May no man leave unbled.

Took a sip, i felt fine, lost my breath, in the christian sigh,
I felt fine,
Never have i seen the alterian jazz the blue twilight scene, a new dimension in time, time held us together,
Unraveled my skin to see the new light, green eyes purple sight, seen that wich is a new color, but what color is god??
I fear his punishments for all my sin

fear of his angel that lies within they come over me and held me tight,
Gave me a drink of the new wine i sigh again looked past what was in plain sight,
farther from the valleys beyond the mountain top away from the forest a blaze, its important to say, what lied beyond it all in the light the new colors that came
From a drik in the new wine....

maybe it was that shine in you that helped me through the darkness, maybe it was that darkness in me that made u shine brighter, maybe it was nothing... if so, i thank god for that nothing

look at the brighter future you want, hold onto the image of the person u want to be, maybe an astronaut, hip hop artist, family man, poet, or even just a confident self u might have never been or lost.. idk just saying sun shining, even when rain falls its beautiful, rain will never care what snow believes, for the rain knows itwill be itself no matter what, stay true to yourself little rain, stay true yourself....

ive seen, believed, loved and felt,
cried and lied, broken dreams ive held.
ive longed to find, that which is mine.
all i know i have is that which ive held,
that wich is holding my own, for now it will be called a belt
god, allah, buddah and ja,
will hide me.from the hate, and all of the wrong,
i share with them the beauty ive longed.
so wake me up when i have felt my own.
love is what im looking for love is what i hold

as long as some suffer,
the river flows forever.
as long as there is pain
the river flows forever.
as strong as a smile can be,
the river will flow forever, and as long as ur with me we'll ride the river together

This gun feels heavier
Than it does in my dreams,
The dreams that were constantly interrupted
By ***** of paper with familiar names I am called
By these people I can't show my face around them,

Especially during lunch time
Where I mold into my hunch again,
Don't you dare you call it a crutch again,
As I limp into the familiar stalls
Of this ****** bathroom
Where the **** I scream out platters on the stalls.
I keep praying to those walls
Until the choir next door
Starts balling to the basketball stars in the classrooms
Where they are taught
That everything is going to be okay

This blood feels sadder on my skin,
Each door I lock behind me
Doesn’t seem the muffle the police sirens
That echo through my memories of better times.

I plead once more to the walls
Please oh please!
Until the wrinkles on my knees
Were just as red as my white t shirt,
I don't want paper ***** to be thrown
At the Pinstripes I am forced to wear
Written on the crumbled paper
Would be my failures
That my mother would write to me.
And feed it under my jail cell
To help grow the fact that she failed

So here I am
Praying one more time
To this wall of old stuffed animals
Before the police kick the door in.
I’m praying to find happiness
Regardless of how many happy meals
I by for myself,
No matter how many full metal jackets
I pump out of this Glock
It does not cure me of my hollow heart.
I prayed and prayed
And no matter how many times I crossed my fingers
I could never escape to a better time.