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Sweet Madness.

What A Life

 

I do the things I shouldn't do

 

to say I did and have "gained a lesson" from it

 

when in reality I'm just trying to prove

 

that what's usually the "right way" is not always for everybody

 

foolish child you look for a glimpse of chance

 

where countless fools before you had as well

 

I just thought that maybe I,

 

with all that I've said and proclaimed about love,

 

with my ideals and my upbringing to the melodies of R&B;

 

that helped ease me into sleep

 

and induce dreams in which I would finally find the courage to have my voice heard,

 

serenading to lost queens about their substantial worth and beauty...

 

man I just thought that I could've had it different

 

but don't we all...

 

well if anything its a constant reminder that the world can be cruel

 

but theres a lot you'll see thats breathtakingly beautiful

 

like hearing another brother of ours has been slain by none other than his own kin

 

funny isn't it?

 

that as the most advanced lifeforms (that we know of anyway)

 

that we hinder ourselves more than anything

 

with all the potential dangers that could arise from day to day

 

we on top of that are a danger to ourselves and others

 

not all of us of course

 

but enough that its publicized and causes riots in the streets

 

and with good reason too.

 

I'm more impressed by the passion presented by the ones on their feet

 

fighting and making a stand about something they know is wrong

 

exactly the kind of action we need more of

 

it simply saddens me because I believed we were past all the racism

 

and just when you start to question the direction of the path we all seem to be taking

 

you are blessed with a moment of pure gratitude

 

and someone who works at Starbucks is willing to pay for your drink,

 

even when you have the money to pay

 

she simply said, “you’re a nice guy and I probably wasn’t going to use this free drink anyway”

 

hugs and a tip for the girl who only wanted to make my day a little better

 

and it’s something we don’t have enough of

 

people who are genuinely nice

 

like honestly what does it cost you?

 

I like to look at myself from afar in this grand scheme called life

 

and sometimes lose the importance of my existence

 

making too much of a big deal of what’s to come

 

wanting not to miss out on it all…

 

Just tell me I can win this thing

 

and leave my loved ones with memories of my laugh,

 

my smile and words

 

because they are what I am made of

 

 

product of my environment,

I am clearly blessed.

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Written by
jimmy-desire
28 / M / Haitian
Published
Sep 10, 2014
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