A driven mind green lighting on a E tank,
with a vision blind digging til tunnels light,
I stay looking puzzled trying assemble the puzzle right,
pieces of struggle to ease me peace, heard the hustle nice,

Been a grinder from the start,
mama said that finish has no limits,
because its a constant growth to blossom roads
keep pedaling even though we stomped up roses
learning to climb up through our broken vines
blooming away til we illuminate and shine.

Lightning strikes while the  thunder roars
sore spines from downfalls trying stand tall,
make it rain let it pour,
til we reign still we poor,
just bucketful of check lists,
starving to get checking off  our goals,
make my life a billion dollar movie beginning off a dollar roll,
when I illuminate...

I've been encouraged by  hardship,
that kept me floating on thin waters,
seen the deep end  turn dreams shallow,
but I dove in, cant swim, no boats and no paddles,  
no  native language, light cash and heavy battles,
single queen one brother lost father and no castle
trying to illuminate...

You know...
It seemed cupids just aren't shooting arrows no more,
And graveyards  feel like them 9-5 that moms working,
Heavy luggage, to much carry inside her designer bagged eyes,
but she a zombie, her whole life on board to touch skies,
God, how she still flying the whirlwind?
Mr. Garvy..Ive been trying to soak it in...

In my heart til it lose its beating
I am in hopes to beat the odds,
I know mama been working hard,
20 years grinding,
Foots cracking off  of 3 jobs,
I remember all  those sobs off the things that we saw,
With those that born with  it all,  
Felt like our lives  being robbed,
But you showed  me not to just aim for the stars,
But keep rising til it heighten close enough to touch God,
and before dying off of energy, its best to stay charged,
So with  you fueling up my flames
How am I going to burnout against these logs,

You know..
They say it lonely it at top,
so my future often visits,
but it never comes to stop
flashes quicker before I write up its speeding tickets,
but its all fine.... it'll pays it fine
one day...when we illuminate..

Its like staring at bidders looking bitter,
like life's problems don't with auction,
with  prices over our heads,
til death closes us in a coffins,
til inhaler keep me  brother breathing,
failure is not an option,
through pain and time calm less
we make change out of nonsense

When we illuminate...

-Shahrukh Zamir c)2014