When the government does not lend a hand
To those who work and those who till their land
And they silence their own peoples voices
Making all the wrong federal choices
But maybe my voice is precious to me
Are my eyes the only ones that can see
They are herding us like a shepherds flock
simply running down the time on the clock
to lead us into a massive brainwash
Independence an enemy to squash
so open your eyes before they're sewn shut
Remove the  blindfold, it's time to wake up

I've never felt so out of place
Didn't think I'd only be another face
To be placed under societys mandate
Of what perfection is supposed to be
To be, to be how your supposed to be seen
As being perfect an benevolent
Place the emphasis on eloquence
But the evidence goes forth to suggest
That we're supposed to be invincible,
Like bullet proof vests
But even those vests tire of bowing to the standard
Of Americas "best"
But being the best is irrelevant
Forget what society says and follow your dreams
I know that your bursting at the seams
With dreams of movie stars and shining seas
And all of that could be yours if you try
If you muscle through the wear, tear, and salty eyes
And standing there with arms open wide
To welcome you, though they're not supposed to
These were the ones who made their own path
And forged their own destiny
so before you give up, give it another try
Before you say,
"The world has got the best of me"

In the morning fog my breath collects
Always leaving me to wonder what's next
My life became black and grey poetry
Colors just appear when you notice me
Your eyes a shade of grey and icey blue
Kaleidoscopes of emotions and hues
Dance inside your ever changing iris
It's a gamble, it's my heart I risk
The possibility of hurting me
Could lead to lasting love, eternally
To take my hand and go through the fire
For flames cannot touch stars that burn brighter

I'm blinded by illusions
But blessed with sight
I feel the confusion
Late at night
And I don't remember where I go
I ask myself and I don't know
But I smell like blood and cologne
If only I had known
Last night would end up like this
With a fatal kiss and a knife
Creeping up to take your life
In the dead of night
Underneath a full moon
Hiding in your bedroom
I think I love you
Too soon?
No, I just love the violence
And the sadness that follows
Your post Mortem silence
And so prevalent is the eloquence
Of skin, pail benevolence
And my conscience tries to  bleed through
The only thing that bleeds is you,
I smother it, I cover it
In the blackest manifested sin
I am not a human being ,
I have become the devils kin

A wildflower gently springs forth to bloom
The pedals a darkened shade of maroon
And as I watch this from my darkened room
The night will come and swallow it to soon
The pedals of the flower start to close
And then it disappears into the ground
Where it goes, I'm afraid nobody knows
I know I don't, I hope it stays around
It grows underneath the oldest Oak tree
That any man hath ever laid eyes on
I will go there and fall on to my knees
And gently weep because the flowers gone
Overnight, sank into the moistened dirt
But I now appreciate Natures worth

He stares into her eyes
Cold, and hollow.
Long past expiration
Yet still so blue and swimming with life
He keeps her around
Skin pulled back with a taxidermists touch
Remaining young, and eloquently soft
Forever
He moves her around
Like they're dancing in the rain
But the rain would make her eyeshadow run
Darkened tears streaming down
A sallow yet preserved face
Young and fresh forever
To do with as he sees fit
He's mad
Preserving mommies corpse
With the tenderest touch
She still eats dinner with him
But when he feeds her her mouth goes slack
Since he did not sow her lips shut
Eye lids peeled back forever
Mouth stuck in an Icy grin
He'd always loved his mothers smile.....
But she hadn't loved him
She was focused on the home owners association
And impressing her neighbors
While her son she loved to call darling
Was festering, desperately wanting her attention
But he was never good enough
He just wanted to make her proud
Now her face says she's proud of him eternally
He'd always loved his mothers smile..
Mommy smiles forever now

I tasted the air this afternoon
I tasted dry snowflakes and pollution
Another day in this ohio wasteland
Many things come to mind with that word
Wasteland
Is it me that's wasting away?
Or is it my enviornment ?
Woodlands rapidly giving way to back alleys
And second rate apartment complexes
Or is it me
My true inner being
My real self slowly giving way to society's mandates
Like a tree falling lonesome with his sound unheard
And with no lumberjack to yell timber,
Does the deadfall go to remain unnoticed?

The sun rises over this no mans land
This desert is still so unforgiving
There's a blister on the back of my hand,
This desert, remains so unforgiving
There's no water to be discovered here
Only parched throats and shattered whiskey flasks
Cowboys so yearning for an ice cold beer,
None to be found so I don't even ask
There's a saloon on the red horizon,
Where you take your boots off and drain the sand
This place so dry not even Poseidon,
Could bring some wetness to this horrid land
I am so hungry, but I still get by,
But for now I'll rest these, my tired eyes

I'm sitting in In-School-Suspension
I flick their air with my tongue,
And I can taste the tension
And the humility
Of the acts that got my fellow **** ups here

One was in a fight,
One was selling ***,
One caught with a knife,
The other blew his snot,
On the principal

This room is as bland as bland can be
Tanned walls and tall ceilings,
That are impossible to reach
I just can't shake the feeling,
Of boredom taking over me

This poem has no real purpose,
I'm writing to pass the time,
Only five more hours to go,
Since it's half past nine

Tick, tock, tick tock,
Goes the clock,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
There it goes again, the clock
With it's ticking,
And it's tocking
It's driving me insane,
Up the tanned walls to the high ceilings
I can't shake the feeling,
Of boredom taking over me

I look in the mirror and I see a man,
Standing, looking down at the blood upon his hands
He shudders at himself, struggles to stand
This wasn't meant to be,
This wasn't part of the plan,

I look in the mirror, and I see a boy
Crying over spilt milk and broken toys
Over his favorite hot wheel being crushed by daddies van,
This wasn't meant to be, this wasn't part of the plan

I look in the mirror, and I see a monster,
A red blooded sociopath who looks like his father
Remembering a sermon of empty words
The deepest cuts bleed but dont hurt
But the ones on my wrist do,
This wasn't meant to be,
This wasn't a part of the plan

I remember when we were young
And we had nowhere else To go
And I had no purpose but you
And your happiness

My reason to be
My reason to breathe
My reason to love,
Riding the wings of a white winged dove
Into a sunset of uncertainty and inspired youth

I'll hold you in a cold place
Bring laughter back to that face
And i stay up all night to pace when you're gone
Because you're all I ever think about baby
And no one could ever take your place

I was walking down the street one day
And I knew that nothin was gonna be the same
And I might catch the midnight train
Cause I've got nowhere else to go

I bid you farewell I'll return some day
With a thick gold chain and a pocket full of change
With a fresh new suit and a white fedora
Exotic cigarettes and a new Toyota
And you'll question me when I say
That way back when I used to know ya

I'll tell you tales of Californian waves
And hitchhiking down on sixty eight
But god had laid it in my fate
To come back to you, like I said I would back then

We live In an era,
Where our peers are our oppressors
And your judged as a person
By the contents of your dresser
We need to make a change now
Let's see if we can make it better
Walking through a school hall getting spat on
Cause you don't have the right jeans or ******* shirt on
These superficial glamor nazis don't know me
Looking down from there towers living on golden streets
Kids cry at night when they lay between the sheets
All they can think is "why? You don't even know me
All these kids obsessed with jays and they thread count
Looking at the outside and not what I'm about
It's sickening, they got a fashion addiction.
Living off of daddies money and mommies perscriptions
Yet they don't look in the mirror and see the cynical villain
That they turned out to be
Can't see the hypocrisy
And I'm honestly fed up
I grew up on cheap clothes but the best love
Maybe it's love those kids need a little more of

Sometimes it's hard to grasp what's real
To tell the difference between lush grass and steel
I'm dying to see to taste and to feel
Anything that can seem just a little bit real
Some thing or anything
Of some sort of relevance
Something or anything 
Please make yourself prevalent 
Present the placent evidence 
Something that takes presidence 
And gives me meaning and acceptance
Rid me of this affliction of indecision
Go in my brain make a well placed incision 
Give me the lyrical precision 
To shape reality out of my visions

I'm writing this poem from my brand-new iPhone
And I'm already consumed by it
But it's not just me stuck in the tube
Millions and millions of people
Oblivious to the natural beauty
That is our ever loving planet
Drop the phone, explore. a cave
Turn new stones, catch some waves
Humanity we have to save
From this monstrous epidemic
Of technological addiction

Sometimes I feel I'm a little fish,
In the big pond that is the world
And I see bigger fish,
Eat little fish like me
I mean, it's only survival of the fittest,
But what if we could change that?
What if a little fish could change the world?
with an idea bigger than all the biggest fish combined
This is all metaphorical, you know
But I feel like it's the best way to explain my ideas,
And that is that no matter who you are,
Or where you come from, the path you've walked
And all the hardships you have had to endure,
You matter.
you may be a little fish in a big big pond,
But little fish can change the world

My life was a black and grey scene,
Until you slipped on the ice and ran right into me
That day was the first of many,
Where you colored my world
So many things passed under my nose, unseen,
Because I hadn't had you to open my eyes,
To the color that is life,
A koleidoscope of vivid emotions and hues only came,
The day you slipped on the ice, and ran right into me

The taste of your lips,
Is bitter enough to ****,
I like it that way,
The taste just seems familiar,

I picture white doves and a romance,
As I cradle all the blood that pours into my hands
Broken glass still leaves a sting,
but it's mostly all the memories
Strewn about this house,
The laughter shared
The love that was made
And the moments that were irreplaceable
you gave up on us, and walked away
It was only right to shatter your photographs frame

I would like to take a moment, to talk about gay rights
How would you feel, if where you lay your head at night
Your whole family makes you feel all alone,
That you live in a house with a roof and four walls, but no home
People need to realize, hatred is not set in stone

Walking through the school hall, getting ***** looks
From self reichous people, they're really just scared and shook
But I can't imagine how much courage it must have took
Too say that you are gay, and, your proud to be
Gays have made a movement, they beat the odds, you see

If you're gay, stand up, I want to hear you roar
Take their insults with a grain of salt and nothing more
Cause the haters never know the struggle you've been through
So strideboldly through lifes doors and do you!

Your soul fills the air,
With the energy of your being
Benevolence and purity and understatement
You, so perfect that my knees wobble
You cam straight from my dreams,
To my ever plain reality,
And livened up my world
A cataclysm could not take my eyes from you,
The earth could shake, and I would still
Reach out for your touch,
To taste of your grace, and body
Your perfume smells like lilacs,
Your eyes emit sunshine
I can't come to embrace that,
You walked into this life of mine
I'll hold you till the world stops turning,
When pigs fly, and fire falls from heaven
I'd climb a fissure with the promise
Of your open arms waiting at the top
I still can feel the ghost,
Of your lips on mine,
The flavor that I'll savor till the end of time

I think of honor, and pride
And the clashing of swords
The Heart that beats inside
Master my weapon, an art form

I will protect my land and master,
At the cost of my own life
Arrows and katanas only come faster,
And I'll slip in to the light
The code I've lived by, do or die,
A samurai

A cold breeze blows through my home,
A sneeze erupts from in my dome,
I can feel a winter cold,
Taking over me,

Summer nights beckon to me
With memories so happy
And nights well spent together
Then till forever

Staring into the brightest moon,
Wheels turn in my brain
Where homicidal thoughts once grew
Have I gone insane?
This is a struggle known by few

My knifes luminous blade glistens
I turn it in my hands
My mind says to closely listen.
A devious plan
Remember those locks of red hair,
that you held so close?
She hangs from a rope
And I watch her as she chokes
Upon her insecurities
She's hurtin' me,
Inside remember all the lies
That I always told
Carry them with me when I'm old
And my soul is sold
To an evil that's greater than I,
And the Devil comes when it's my time,
I'll recall memories of your shortened life

Poetry speaks to me
Over ashes of scattered thoughts
Embracing my soul and mind
Tracing it's fingers
Round my brow
Yearning for my expression

This is a poem written,
Well under the influence,
Of a man made chemical
But it makes me feel good
The walls continue to breathe
Breathe..
in, and out, inhale, exhale
The energy in my lungs,
Could move a thousand mountains
The energy of my being
Could move a thousand universes

A lit cigarette dangles from my lips,
I don't know how, I'm hanging on to the tip
Of the fliter, reflecting on the cynical sinner
That I see in the mirror, every day and every night
Stay calm, Obey the law, live an ordinary life
I'm just an ordinary guy with an extraordinary mic
Singin' all my songs while I'm in the limelight
But after the crowd disperses and the lights go off
Then I'm just a lonely pothead with a smokers cough
I'm not rich, no, I'm worryin about the cost
When eatin my next meal is like eating from a food trough
I laugh at the fact of a casket, For the one certainty
In life is that everybodys just food for the maggots
But There's certain truths you come to understand
In the middle of turning from a boy into a man
I've learned you gotta get to the top, or go to the grave
I refuse to go down without every man knowing my name
And you gotta do what you can to follow through with your dreams
I know that everybody is just bursting at the seams
With the ideas and beleifs thay've come to uphold
Pasing it on to the young from the teachers that were old
I'm spreading mine through my music and my writing
Wanna be the best at rhythm and my rhyming
So be yourself, and do you
Don't ever let anyone tell you what you can and can't do

Let's see, where do I begin?
I ****** man-made ****** with the tip of a pen
Suddenly, ink burst all ova me Started to struggle see,
Karma came back just to smother me

It's snowing hard outside, but my heart stays colder
I'll snort a couple lines, cause I never stay sober
I'll take your little bars and straight up turn them over
Then whoop up on there *** cause I'm wiser and I'm older

See me in the cut, then you see me on the scene,
See me in the club, makin all these ******* cream
I'm an in-depth poet, then I am a rapper
I know you may not knows, bruh, you're a lyrical disaster
Your rhymes are inferior, a freshman to a senior,
How about you look straight down and bow to your superior

Got a mac ten up inside of my trench coat,
**** a trap whip, *****, I got a trap boat
Come up in my house, then I'll throw you in the moat
****** with my money, then my knife is atcho throat
I'll make you choke on all your vain insecurities
Your final words will be "Please, stop, you're hurtin' me!"
A certainty, this homicidal agression
Gonna take over, deep fry your ***, served with a blood dressin'
Done alot of ****** up ****, won't see me confessin'
I don't look up to no god, but I'm still countin' all my blessins
I'll end this verse, put you in the back of a hearse
I know your mind is blown, but ****, it could be worse

I feel my pupils,
Dialate,
My legs become,
A nimble stalk of grass
Blowing in the breeze

Everything is ******* awesome,
The hand of God Himself could not bring me down
From this man made chemical high

I struggle to pull a cigarette,
From a freshly opened pack
Because I can't quite feel my finger tips
**** you, Marlboro..

Leaves shake involuntarily,
On the trees before my eyes
The little piece of square paper,
That rests upon my tongue,
Brings me harmony

Poetry is
The Soul
Escaping its
Fleshy human
Prison cell

My soul flies from the top of a mountain,
I feel fully alive now,
Falling, falling, falling from the mountain,
My soul is well endowed,

The cold air rushes past
As I fall into a Novascocian lake
the water envelops me,
Fast,
Sinking down to the bottom,
Save me, for heavens sake..

Since 1996 I've been keepin it real
Writing these songs to connect with how you feel
Life consists of bad ******* and drug deals
And a whip with loud systems and big wheels

That's just life in the DYT,
Learn to never trust no-bo-dy
Cause your homie could be around the corner with a strap,
Go up expecting daps, and hear nothing but violent gunclaps
Dayton, where hoes get smacked and the game is crack,
**** with the wrong person, wake up, and get macked
Everything is an allegory to territory
Wrong side of town? Get dropped off forty stories

This storm can't bring me down
I stand tall and proud
Against the binds of aggressive nature
We'll see who earns this Earthen crown

Rain keeps falling down
Down upon my head
Do you see this Earthen crown?
It was stolen from the dead

Just another day in the life of me,
Wondering about the life-to-be
getting high and writing whatever
I'm just here for the good times together
Optomism, is surely underrated
Don't fret about the future,
Not everything needs calculated
I'm just trying to relax,
go on, try it and kick back

I will find a very special place,
Where the sun lands gently on your face
And it's engraved into my heart
You know, you're a work of art

I'll run my fingers through your hair, love
We can go here, or there, or anywhere
That you ever wanted to go,
Just as long as you know
That I love you more than anything
There are so many songs that are left to sing
We can watch all the movies,
That I actually remembered to bring.

I still feel you,
You're tattooed in my soul
I'd still bleed for you,
Pull me up from this hole

Your touch lies just beyond my fingers
I till walk the rooms, where your scent doth linger
Remnants of a time that's gone away
The wildflowers have withered at the doorstep of decay

The photographs are driving me insane
Tears catch in my throat as the frame,
Shatters,
Under my fist, the blood on my knuckles
Brings me laughter
You, the master crafter of my lifes biggest disaster
You were the love of my life,
Burned down to nothing but ashes to scatter
I still hold you in my dreams, but in deaths eyes my pain
Does not matter..

I'll be with you soon, and we can dance,
Out to the moon in a dead lovers wonderland
As this razor glides across my veins
I'll pass through those blackened gates
And hold you in eternal rain
I'm coming back love, today's the day
I feel the rain, disolve the pain,
The pain, the pain,
The pain has gone away

Whack rappers don't **** with the best
Creep up in your house with a black backpack
And a TAC vest, plant two knives in your chest
Leave you bleeding and unconscious, like the rest
My bars explode like hand grenades
Words more bitter than no-sugar Kool-Aid
These listeners press play, and it's end game
No money you could pay could bring you this fame
By the end of this verse, nobody will know your name
Another little faceless wannabe
go back to rappin with the Aint-Never-gonna-Be's
This for a fact I know,
that when I see you next, you'll be ringing me up at Cotsco
Or you could try and contend with me
Have you hangin' in a musty room,
Getting beaten with a broken broom
I won't tell you what your future entails
Short of it involving lots of blood spatter and entrails
Wrap you in a blanket, blacker than a flag a pirate sails
Send your family severed fingers in the mail
Take forever and a day to find you
Desecrated and punctured with a thousand nails
Buckets of your blood, fillin' up a hundred pails
Cut you into pieces, fit you in a babies cradle
Serve your brains as an entree, get the ladle
As you can see, I'm eliminating the competition
If you wish you could keep up with me, ****...
Better keep wishin'.

The years first snowflake
Lands on the face of a boy,
Not quite yet a man,
Who's yet to figure out where he stands

His brown irises scan the background
For a sign of what he's lost
Looking past his breath, into the frost,
He expects to find something, anything,
Profound

His hands curl in his pockets,
Fingers numb with cold
Spinning a heart shaped locket,
Feelings the memories, etched in gold
A place inside for a photograph
Of a lover or mother or brother,
He has none of these anymore,
Won't let remembrance and mourning
Pull him under,
He continues on his path

It's a cold, windy October afternoon
Winter is grasping the necks,
Of the flowers yet to bloom

My fingers turn red,
My breath collects in the air
All of nature, becoming dead,
Feeling the wind rush past my hair

I get a cold chill,
Autmn reminds me of my belly filled
With Apple Cider and warm stew
And all the memories you,
And I, that we shared together
It's been a day and forever, but,
I can't stop seeing you in the decaying leaves

I get a little to close for her
She wants me to keep my distance
I'm just trying to be a little closer to her,
I can't keep on keeping up this resistance
But I've got a little surprise for her,
It won't be that easy to break my persistence

I can't stay away from those,
Bright blue eyes that shone,
In the darkest of Autumn nights
When we were alone and I held you tight
You held me close and I bared my soul
When I'm with you I just feel whole
I'll open my chest so you can see the heart that you stole

But you don't seem as open as I do
Wouldn't accept a public hug or kiss every time I tried to
When we're alone , we know we'll last forever
But when we're with our friends, we're not even together

Is that how it's supposed to be?
Is that what they're supposed to see?
Laughing and talking as friends when they're in the room
But when we're alone things are getting heated in my bedroom
and you're always in the mood

Everything ends,
eventually
But I want to focus on a more important thing
New beginnings
Like the color of spring after a long winter
Breathing new life into all living things
Beginning marks change,
Beginning marks the end of the chapter before
The next unfurling in a swirl of letters and emotions
I like beginnings, and change,
Beginnings and change mean new challenges in my life
New mountains to climb
No roads to drive
I can open up my mind,
And see that beauty that's inside,
Of me

I wonder how you feel tonight,
Cradled in the arms,
Of someone that will leave you at morning light
Before you awaken, for you set no alarm
When you rise, I'll be far gone out of sight,
Down the next highway,
Passing rows of corn and countless farms

I have to run from memories of you,
From all the things we used to do,
Who you are and how we were,
And all the comfort of your words,
I won't even remember your name,
I left my heart with you and yesterday,
So much tension between us,
So someone had to pay

I can't seem to write anymore,
The words don't come like before,
I'd like to see what I have in store,
For the future,

Writers block plagues me,
Trying to write, end up in a daydream
I almost wish I'd not written at all,
I feel I'll never break down,
these mental walls,
Of no creativity,
Poems once clean cut and well written
Now laced with obscenity
I thought I could write for infinity,
But it seems writing is no longer fit for me

Staring into field of emotion and tall grasses of affection
Glistening wet with the dew of sadness some days
But I see the sun still shining on brightly
Through the mists of hopelessness
I see all these things,
In your iris,
Leaving me to wonder, what you see
In these tired brown irises of mine

Sunlight beams between the leaves,
Their colors are changing,
As I walk beneath the shade of Ohio oaks
Burning the finest sativa, slightly ******
Enjoying natures period of change

Autumn speaks to me, in a way
Leaves falling, dying, then being born anew
As the years end draws near, I wonder
If I should begin anew as well

she's out there, waiting for me,
Oh, it'll be such a sight to see
Her, with windblown hair
And emerald eyes,
I'm just a lonely poet, it isn't fair
That she will not be mine

I'll wander the globe,
Searching for the smile,
That will make the globe worth traveling
I'll cross the seven seas,
To find her on an unmarked island,
Awaiting the return of I,
the man she never met, but fell in love with,
Over and over and over again,

Her breath will smell of spring,
Her body will tempt the most solemn of Gods
She'll wander the street, flocks of men at her feet,
and she'll say
Nay, Ronnie is the man for me,
A certainty, this dream shall be
A dream, most certainly,
That plagues me every night,
always hurting me...

As for me, I'm a poet, not a rapper
Yall couldn't hail in comparison to my lyrical stature,
I'll rapture, all you little punks out the game
Aint never gonna succeed, or bring fame to ya name,
Or put a claim on nothin',
Tryna act hard, tho I know you stuntin'
I stay puntin', little ******* like you through the goal post
I'd call ya both *******, but ya like the ***** most
You're pig roast, burned a little crispy
Talking ****, but I bang ya little *****
Come on, can ya keep up with me?
I stay spittin bars better than Kanye and Jeezy
And Weezy too, come at me turn your face black and blue
I'd take a walk into the gay bar, but please, after you

Lips of velvet and skin of satin,
I long to wrap myself in the comforts,
Of these lavish fabrics,
Your hair smells of wildflowers,
So I fill my home with them,
Petunias and lilacs and daisies
All to remind me,
Of you
The wildflowers on my kitchentable are wilting,
Yet still, somehow, retain their life.
Just as the love I had for you, too,
Slowly wilted, and started to die
The pedals soon start to fall,
As too do memories of you, me, and of it all
Stems are starting to bend,
Reminding me once again,
That all good things, such as you and I,
Are only mortal, eternally ******,
That all good things, must come to an end
But there's still the future to look forward too,
I need to look forward to that, instead of reflecting,
On what could have been

Your eyes are far away nebulas
distant, yet your light still shines true
the blackest voids of space or negativity
Could not smother the twinkle,
That I fell in love with

When you're angry, solar flares arise
giving way to explosions of emotion and time
When you're sad,
Waves of endless gas and winds of cold conversation

But, it's that twinkle of stars, I love
The one that could outshine the sun
It's your eyes, those eyes,
those eyes that drop tears of ice
Colder than frozen nitrous gas,
Those eyes that ignite, when we touch
Mine and yours connect, yin and yang,
I revel in their colors and stories left untold,
No matter how many times I want to leave,
I can never resist,
Those eyes, those eyes, those eyes that ignite
When we touch...