I can't believe what i'm seeing
It doesn't keep my being fed
I see our freedoms fleeing
Now I am seeing red

When we won't even stand up
How will we ever rise?
We all need to man up
And see through all their lies

If seeing is truly believing
Then I believe we are eating tread
With all of our freedoms leaving
And now I am seeing red

A person who has the world but wants the universe.



is not greed!

that's perception far beyond your reach.

She thought.

Then created.

She smoked in her own zone.

I smoked matching her own.

I love how you learn me and I learn you.

ALL  we say are quotes.

We even created jokes.

I hardly give credit to anyone.

I don't even call women pretty unless they really believe what I'm telling them.

So the jokes on me.

She said men? the hell with them!  She already knew any man's outcome. So I was thrown in the same pit.

For you thinking us men talk the same ****.

but I still find this story cute how I still found my way towards you. She didn't know my suit was fire proof so the jokes on you............

My emotions were once monsoon rains now a dry summer day. I look in the mirror and notice that I've grown, my appearance has changed. The person from a year ago will never stare back at me with crying eyes and obvious hurt, I am now a woman who is more at ease and alert. No longer feel that I am lost but evidently found, you feel enthused after burying your troubles in cold hard ground.

i wonder.
if i stand in the rain
for long enough,
will it wash away
my identity?