I question myself... When was the last time....
I've been all work ... No time to unwind...
Yesterday..Today....All of last week...
I've been grinding...for a purpose...
I can't stop for one day...
But if I did , if I stopped for just one day ...
I would be all play... Forgetting my cares...
Walking barefoot in the sand...hair down...
Laughing... Just one day ,
forget the master plan..
But what if it would have been the plan all along...
to relax...release my stress... the manipulation of free will..
My soul would be talking to me...
So easy to feel when I let go of the world and just be me..

My destiny, my purpose...to ensure I still exist.
Waking me back up, hitting me on the insides...
I don't want to resist ... Bring it into creation ... What always did exist
Truth....that I gotta grind to survive...can't get lost inside this mind.
Being a slave to a time frame... 9-5 causing all my distress ...
Wasting me away... Suppressing my talent and keeping it at bay...
an honest days work... But I could do better... I'm suppose to be GREAT I say... But is it too late?
To be a rebel! A guerilla on a mission..
to feed life into a nation of deadbeats..speak words like an apostle...
until they're willing to crucify me...John the Baptist me..
Better yet Kennedy...Malcolm X...Realize my Potential and straight up King Me!
Check mate because everyone that was great, met a similar fate.
There is no debate . You wanna be great.... Then you gotta be brave...
Pray for courage, because theses hate filled people will discourage ....
Like prior examples and media samples..
Propaganda, but the truth of it...lies within the proof I spit....
wake up and smell the **** piles...wake up and see the waste land...
we are in the matrix and you chewing the wrong pill..
because life feels good when your frozen under a deep chill...
Reality the land of the lazy, non doers,
pessimist unaware of their own personal power ... Reality ...
Why do they hug this coward..
Why can't we hug a ****...perception fed...through a long tube of B,S
Deception.... as I place my feet in the sand...
that the beach is as good as it gets..
Fighting against society rules yet embracing the truths ...
A **** might have a good heart... But how did he get that name...
Probably bad news ... I want to give him a chance but I won't be the fool...
Just my luck ... Society flips a coin and I'm stuck ...
Stuck in an earth suit... Yet my spirit is it's own world ,
no matter where I'm at... I feel the sand between my toes...
I choose to bring happiness in my soul.. Everywhere I step...
Joy....From the bottom of my soles..
My light glows and shows...as I remember I've been working just as hard...
so maybe the sand might just be doing its job....
All I have to do is be my true self... That's the energy...
Straight from the source... The best light I know... Used to create me...
For I am temple...as God flows through out me!

There's a war for my soul.....
For which side do I aid..
Death will surely choose a Victor...
Half Angel, Half Devil, All Human....
A rope that shall be Pulled
Am I soul or an objective...

I want our words to make love....
Let us wine and dine in pen...
Ill kiss you from the page...
We'll create no biblical sins...

So poetic
that my physical is pathetic
I mean I fumble words around you..
But when I create, I'm no fool

Subdue you...
underneath you..
I'll ***** you...
Make your feet move..

Give you shakespear cues...
Show you which way to play...
As I write out scenes of love
That last for hours into days...

I'm no genius Just a lover
That gets off to syllables
I passion write in purple
Cause the red is full of bulls...

Let our I's Collide
As we make human i Ts
Saving Graces for our diner
for in each other we both feed..

I'm sure to say I do
If you read a little deeper...
But don't read too fast
cuz I'm know to be a sleeper...

Silence is my killer
Verbal language is my gun
As I have no set targets
go on killing sprees for fun..

Im a ******
Leave women lifeless in bedrooms
Bathrooms, car seats, tee pees and Breakrooms...
Let us have a pow wow...

For I'll empty life into you...
Birth a new prince...
All in the way he touched you..
While leaving no finger prints..

Let Our words..
make Love....
Feel Death...
and Receive Life...

For I Created this to tell you
I want your soul tonight...
but every time you'll read this
You'll know that love is Write...

inhuman.....to Lust.....
So I have no choice but to desire you...
Greed....
I want all of you....
Gluttony..
Even when I've had enough...
Lazy...
I'll take my good old time...
Angry...
If you leave me....
Envy...
What ever has your time...
Proud..
To say You're all mine.....

You will be the Life in me.....
The Love in me...
The Death of me...
For this is what love causes me to do...
Inhuman things...
that I just can't control...
Because I was born in the world...
But you hold my soul....
Seven ways to heaven....
I'll die without the 8th...
For these are all inside my body...
But for Love I had to wait...
So Inhuman...

Chick Magnets, Dreads beards and Tattoos
Me; Freeverses, Micro moments, and Haikus
rhythm I can't beat without you..
Melody I can't sing without you...
Feelings I'm all caught and ****...
I'm Just on a polar end....