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Michael Strong Jun 2015
The Dream
Took it upon himself to change the course of things
Adopted his method from Ghandi
His message from Christ
Devoted his heart to the heavens
Gave Christ his life
Praise God for the dream
The dream that forseen a vision forseen the unseen
Not a scene of political screen
But a seen that deemed a dream
The seen that dreamed a team that redeemed the oppressed
In God he rest
Segregation is gone
But his legacy lives on
Now our nation is strong
And how many of us are walking within his dream
Long lived the king
Michael Strong Jun 2015
Behind the eight ball
Behind the stars
Singing in the dark
Life is hard but i manage
Im standing but stranded
Damaged but managing
And its understanding
that keeps me sane
Life is a game
and you better believe it
recieve it breath it
Because only the strong will survive it
And im striving
riding while gluiding on a dream
trying to regain self-esteem
If you know what i mean
Destination right side of the king
So live your dream
And reach your destination
One love!!!
Michael Strong Jun 2015
I place my spirit in an atmosphere of silence
Focus my eyes upon the skies
Set my mind to autopilot
And let the heavens guide my thoughts
I find myself outside myself
Alone soaring through the air
As i stair down upon the earth
Alert  elevating  higher and higher
with every realm of thought
And finaly im caught in my own dimension
My own fantasy no distractions
As i control my own fate
And I hope you can relate dont hesitate
to meet me here dear poets
Michael Strong Jun 2015
You can be as great as you need to be
Even better as a friend makes you to be
Postitve as you believe to be
Or negative as they would have you to be
The choice is yours you choose
Environments determines mentalities
Stay strong
Michael Strong Jun 2015
From the scars or from the heart
From the mind or the past
Creativity and beauty overshadowing the bad
Through the message through the painting
From the recital or the writings

Beauty shall rise

From the storms from trauma

Through love or drama

Beauty shall rise

Through the shock through heartbreaks
Through our perfections or our  mistakes

We shall see beauty

We are the Gifted

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