I do nothing about the sunrise
It just happens
Like moments and days
On and on
There is a rhythm if not a theme
I do nothing about the theme

I did nothing to be born
It just happened
Like tides and moons
It was easy
I was there at the right time
All I had to do was be there

I know nothing about our fate
Though it exists
Like time and death
Always there
There is a fact if not an end
I know nothing about the end

THE END

                 By Phil Roberts

I can live
In the joy of moments lived
If I knew
You found joy
In those moments...Even now

And I can't explain.

I promise,
That I will do my best
In all that I do.
Whether it is you,
My work or my sanity.
Starting from tomorrow,
I will not do anything that
Hurts me.
I will help only those I care
For and love only those
Who are deserving.
Starting with you,
My darling boy.

On the 13th of December, 1996,
Tupak Shakur entered Heaven
Free styling to the angels whom
Found the beauty in a language
Lost to them when trying to
Understand mortals.

    The angels, amazed and petrified
    At the realness asked:
    " Who are you? Where did you come from?"
   And he flowed like a prophesy,
   What he spat was street life truth,
    And all the world was a ghetto.
    For a moment the angels were
    Concerned, but then the archangel
    Michael shook his hand and nodded,
    From then on Tupak was the first
    **** Angel.

When you're speaking a language that you're not used to,
just Try.
In my language, we say:
Tente.
This
is the thing that puts my people in movement:
We try.
Nós tentamos,
and this is what make us a happy people.