By Arcassin Burnham


Soul bleeds through the clouds,
Its gasoline for now ya,
If I was buried in the soil,
Then up will sprout a flower ya,
things could never go as planned,
I really really need to know ya,
will this day ever end?
I guess we'll never know ya,
the essence floats up high,
I really wanna be with you ya,
diamond valley in the flesh,
But I just gotta get there ya,
**** a new world order,
we live in poverty ya,

People will come and go like some epidemic,
No one here begs your pardon like a parting gift and,
They will forget you even when your none existent,
Hard enough in society to be a black man,
Play your cards right and you will see a better fortune,
Staring at what you've always wanted in your life,
Struggles are real and dangers will make it to you,
Armor yourself with courage and meditations light.