Lets make a veil of this beauty
Hold it in this moment
Until the life we're living
Gets lost, its like we're stolen
From the strain of everyday living
Always fighting what we're given
Forgetting that we're sinning
To get on with the mission
Of peace in the world, peace in our words
To change what we heard,
About the money and the gold.
To change what it means to be sold
I give my soul to the message
Of a new kind of blessing
That is teaching a lesson,
Of time that's passed, in the sand of an hour glass,
For the mass that's trying to save,
The way in which we should behave,
Instead of writing about the grave,
That's brought by a fames shallow wave
That drowns our children's idea,
Of what it means to be raised
In a subliminal dream
We should all rank supreme,
In this life where we all give our strength
The moment we breathe in this air
Knowing someone who cares
Is willing to give us their share
Of what it means to be human
Showing their strength
Its all in the way we are raise
So I can never hate
On people who forget
About the light of our fate
Give me no curse
But give me a lesson
Give me a blessing
Teach me about resurrection
Peace be with all
So that I can withdraw
That I've finally said some words
That can be for us all
No one might listen
Though I still go on with this mission
Until I've formed a vision
Of a poem with no killing
A poem with no beginning
A poem with no sinning
A poem that makes poetry be remembered
Even if it goes out in embers
Giving  something that's well tempered
Instead of someone's temper
To spark ideas of a game change
Feeling no rage
With all the demons in their cage
Page to page,
rearrange
The day.
So it stays a strayed,
Endings that fray
Creating new lines,
Of a perfect day
Filling their minds
Leading by example
So maybe one day all their demons might lay trampled.
And their voice might turn
Into a constant flow
Of words to know
Instead of words thrown
If I'm on my own
With this mission, Than I guess its all for the eye of submission,
An eye within us all,
That's always there to recall,
The reason why we're given gifts,
In this daily free for all.
So I call
Hoping someone might hear
Someone might see
Someone might understand
What it means to be human being
What it means to say words
What it means to spit the curse
What it means to **** the curse
In the peace of our words
As the night approached once again
Maybe dreams would be filled with light again
Where we all win
Where we all see
That there is no difference between you and me.
I heard your words
And I've spoken by example
Can anyone hear that I'm laying here trampled.
By the thoughts of change,
By the ones who upstage
Let their demons out their cage
Than speak in rage
For children to hear
For children to lead
By example but you never heed
I can never change your past
I can never change your grasp
I can never take your curse
For I can not even rap, But if you hear me
Could it be enough
For you to understand that I cant be as tough
As a gun that's being totted
Later written in a poem
Than blasted to the people
Impressions burned in the temple
Dreams destroyed by beats
On constant repeat
Something I can never beat
Some frost melted by the heat
Assassins creed as my words get lost in the vast,
Land of tormented souls lives put on blast
All I'm saying is if we change the game
We change the first impression
Of a life that's a blessing,
Not an ear to be messed with
That's why I chose to be,
Ebony Rose.