Showing posts with label Doing Poet's Justice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Doing Poet's Justice. Show all posts

God's Fatal Flaw

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In a world of peril and fear, we come to know from comic books, stories on Lifetime, and even the movies we see on the big screen there is always a happy ending.  A hero.  There is never a bad ending to a story, but, is there always a light at the end of the preverbal tunnel?

The World Is Not Enough!

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It's shortest distance to God when you make that walk. To hear the speech, to hear the talk.

Ur 2 ¢, my 98 ¢ Of Change...

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All the two cents in the world doesn’t amount to change if no one reaches out to collect the positive thoughts to make helping dollars instead of nonsense! Everyone has a voice of opinion, but when mistakes are made, or people throw themselves under the bus, compassion get’s the Rosa Parks treatment and has to move to the back of the bus!

Rev.elation

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A beautiful mind left for dead, because what I said was not heard, and what YOU heard was not said. You said you heard me but you listened to the world instead. You left the four walls, to reach out to new pastures instead.

PsalmBytes

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I'm a God fearing man, but I fear many men who wish death upon my inner being! I fall to my knees, because I duck in fear of what those men see in me. I know in the physical they can pull the trigger, but in my dreams I remember only God can judge my sins. Now aint that a dreamkiller!

The Fall

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Adam's Bomb pierces through air in the Eve of two-a-daze to cause and effect harms way spreading swine flu like toddlers in preschools. Nights like this I wish that rain from God would fall. Let him rain; let him rain! Inspiration flows through me pumping five heartbeats back into an incapacitated society.

Eddie Kane couldn't foul up God's eternal plan without casting the so called Real World man! Leaves fall from branches, snow from avalanches, bird droppings from the sky to ruin any episode of Whats Happening.

Colors change like contacts in light eyes. Darkening the shining sea we mask the error without tapping the auto-correction tape with the delete key. Close the line with cloths pin flows to drip dry the sweat and tears of our failures. Indiscretions seeps into the ground like well water. Nourishing like sweet water, quenching your thirst for knowledge like Smart Water. While keeping your spirit healthy like Vitamin Water.

Dressing room thoughts of a change of cloths and go like Jay-Z. Head spinning records putting you to sleep with that itis flow attempting to dress up boo boo lies like Christian's without Dior. Cover girls up with foundations caked up with face masks to take off your cool without Andre 3000.

OMG, IDK what are Christians really listening to like Deaftones. SMH @ concerts with muted Beats by Dre headphones. Can you hear me now like dropped calls on cell phones? The towers are down and Chris Rock is asking for one RIB. Only God's "Gonna Get You Sucka", but how much is it for Eve's one rib?

"To Behold a Lady" listening to your Speakerboxx, watching TV as the World Turns with All Your Children don’t fall for the EVE. Don't fall for XXXL white T's. Don’t struggle with men wearing Derrion jeans. Turn your God on like a true Soldier...Boy!

Unlike like the trend of showing God running things,  I don't have to shout Mary Mary like Sandra from 227. Like the Mullage Rouge its the ladies in rap. I'm here to uncover the mainstream garbage bag crap. Boy I’m Glad I can Zip-loc my flow and give away God's high no relapse!

LOEWS (My Life Your Entertainment)

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Every morning when we wake up we have the choice of how we would like to start the day. A free will of daily order of operations so to speak! Do we want to add to our lives by praying to start our day? Are we going to subtract off the plaque of the previous day’s cavities with worry and doubt?

The Drive

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I'm doing this for everyone who never believed I would, saw my hard work and still hibernated my thoughts on your woulds. Coulda and shoulda I'm living out my dreams I didn't grow up in the hood.

Moment of Truth pt .1

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Sitting up in my room, back here thinking about the crystal clear view I had before I traveled miles down the row's to give my center stage appearance. I appear to you as a man, that's all I am. My images are more because you wanted the black album just so you could ask for an Encore. Do you you want more?

I have no Idea what I wrote!

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Suddenly we refuse to get right and choose to point the finger left to the Fast Lane. Ain't no such thing as half way crooks, you scared to death, you scared to look, you shook. Are you that afraid to make a change in your freeway?  Ashamed to pity the fool that is in front of you, be called a mockery because you have too much bling, and yet have no money to even drink Mister Tea?  

Kanye's Apology

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What Kanye West apology might sound like. Enjoy!

More Harm than Good

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I'm tired of listening to the lies, that are put inside the idiot box to keep me a stray. BET your looking at me while I'm looking at you, with that preview of pure and utter garbage that’s like Un cut, your blouse is see through. Yeah you changed your programming to look more transparent, but its more parent company to me that Viacom pulls the stings to keep us N’sync with MTV.

Lurid Dream

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Drunk and powerless,

My past creeps on the come up

Like shots of intoxicating metaphors.

We dont believe you, you need more people...

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This walk has a new vigor for life, because in past times, my Time's magazine was stolen from press. I let you borrow it and read the pages as you wished, letting you type cast me into a series of headlines of how you saw my life should be. This isn’t unsolved mysteries! Just because I ran with you didn’t mean I had to keep up to the pace.

Exhibit A

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Daddy is at odds with the world, but I’ll get even with my words, I’m surgical with my elastic harmonious words. Its mathematics with words. I’ll reach you at all angles like an isosceles triangle. God is good with words!

M&M

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Our moment’s in time are value meals and playtime, order that happy meal and get happy with our New York times.  I paid to slave over the work of Day’s Inn away from the hue that is the radiance in you. 

Poised to Blow

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Unconditionally I am connoisseur of my thoughts and swine flu these words, until God is felt reciprocally over my words. Commencing end to ends my mentality articulates through God’s luminous words. With his utterance I replace your conviction with telekinetic verbs.

Rant to Rave

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All I could claim was a peace of fame, I reached out to see what it was all about and found out I was praising the negative and all I could do was SHOUT. It will give me street cred, or give me a name, to stake my shame as I worshiped the idiot box to become dumber and vain, and fall flat into the abyss of darkness and shame. The stage of presence was to perform my best, I finally would get my dues, the blessings were lost, second thought I got out staged and missed the touch.

Ambien

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I am too tired to express the way I feel; tired of the critics telling me Jesus isn't real. Tired of walking in crowds because my way doesn’t work, working a 9-5 that’s hard and keeps me from church, keeps me from Bible Study, keeps me from you, leaves me stranded every time life is through. Life is through with me after I get used, used to doing the same things over and over no copy no paste no glue. I'm never pleased with my results because that is what society has trained me to do.

Organic Fake

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I am a lonely soul unmarked by love or lust, nothing more than a beating heart and a pulse. Enough is not enough to even get through to the nearest metronome of the heart. Not an hour, or minute let alone a day to atone for my state of my union without God. Just like a Love Jones that cannot make a timely breakthrough, the ones you love can’t even reach you.