"hardtimes" poems
I'll curse your name forever
Like a Bible thrown from
A broken balcony in the shady Havana
Low-life carpet roach
Approached me around noon
Or so I assumed
The absent minded assault
On ******* gun control
Laws or branches
Ripped from the
Family
Tree; besides myself
Beside myself
a ghost
The reflection on the door
Your hallway
Is a paradox
Choose *****
hardtimes,
lose,
*****
bad
It's so abusive
his language
His usage
a strand of hair
in a book
upstairs; three
more times
more tunes
Can you see it?
Can you bee?
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 9:00 AM UTC
Light conquers darkness and brings about a new day
A change of mind a change of time a change of mankind
Reasons to believe seasons to recieve
Rise above and percieve overcome and achieve
People being humiliated modern day segregation
Reputations arradicated in need of a destination
Hearts and minds pierce the skies
Part the clouds and ask God why
But answers comes in a pace and sometimes slow
Why the heck we born in the first place if this is how we gotta go
Sufferings and struggles hardships and troubles
Sisters against brothers fathers against mothers
The strong rewarded the weak covered
Shackled in ******* social injustice
Reality brings about change all things change
Life becomes a game rain brings pain
Snares and options prayers and promises
The flares are launching down the dungeons
Embeded in a state of mind breaded to overcome hardtimes
Headed for the sunrise bled from a certain bloodline
Vikings and alliance titans and giants
Spirits dying minds rising
Full of hope full of pain in my mind all things change
But will i survive this game the question still remains the same
The battle is not for the weak nor for the strong
Wisdom is a gift the mind is its home
They say that i will never make it never achieve
The odds are against me but im still believing
Today i shall suffer tommorrow is a mystery
If i pray before the trumphets i shall overcome with victory
Let these words be heard before the mighty throne
Let peace be subperb enough to live long
Move the housetop and part the sky
I surrdender my heart and free my mind
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC
I'm sitting here drinking and thinking trying to analyze my next step while I'm walking in the dark of uncertainty.
Overwhelmed by hardtimes when the struggle is the norm.
Living pay check to pay check keeps me even more thirsty.
If I find a second job that'll keep alcohol out of my palm.
Yea, it's real.
Like a soldier surviving in Iraq battlefields.
When God is your aid and the Holy Spirit is your compass.
What keep this soldier going is God haven't fail His promise.
I hoping something would fall through.
My state of living is not cool.
Just finished my last bottle while I'm writing this.
I'm heading back to the store for more brews.
Stay tuned for a drunk man blues..
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 5:44 AM UTC