Duty Of A Poet

Say A Prayer

Pray for them that are gone

Pray for them that are here

What tomorrow holds

No one knows

Im here today and so are you

And if tomorrow shall come for me and you

And the Lord shal call for us two

Lets Pray for today

Lets Pray 

Let create

Create a better way

This day

Let us pray

My friend

Lonesome Tears

I cry all the time and I shed no tears
 

I hide all the pains and confront all my fears
 

So much rain,so much pain and yet i get pass the strain
 

To more pain and more change
 

And yet again i survive the strain
 

And yet again i survive the rain
 

I've had a lot of pains through the years
 

Survived a lot and yet no cheers
 

Only to more pain and yet no tears
 

And yet I survive again
 

And overcome more fears
 

And yet I survive again
 

And yet no cheers
 

Only more pain and lonesome tears

Living

Dont hate me because of mysery

The state or the place in which i have been in

A shallow grave

A soul which pained

A soul which needed to be saved

But now i am I

Now i am alive

For I

Survived

For i have risurrected

I have been perfected

And destined to see the heavens

Alive

For I have survived

What It Is

Beyond the place of wrath and tears is where liberty is

Beyond the dreaded worries

The ashes of mysery

Beyond the shackles

The unbroken chains

Beyond the madness

Beyond the shame

The change,which never seems to come

The pains and burdens which worns

Tormented souls

Filled with holes

And goals which slowly dies

And tears which dries

The demise of human life

Strife and sickness

And trenches for the unrest

Is it a test or is it reality

Is it the hands of the lord 

Is it the almighty

What it is

 

Unoticed

How does it feel to finally be free

Tell me,how does it feels to now see

For once was you complicated

Once was you fatuated

Now are you sanctuated

And fed the truth

The root,my story,and now you see

But now will you come ina hurry

Now will you rescue the beloved

Now will you touch the unoticed

Now will you awake the unwoken

Will you restore the broken

Now will you hear me

The unoticed





 

Perfectly Perfection

Its not your swag,Its not the actions you portray

Its not the broken silence,But the usage of the words you say

Blaspheme,qaurantine,those words mean little to me

Spoken  words,honest verbs,expressed gently,Its beauty to me

Heaven I see.While here on earth

Upon the turf where my blood was once stained

Then love poured like rain

Washed away the pain

Bled through my vein

And now I can see,Perfectly

Perfection....

Greatness

I placed a pen in my hand and begin to remove sin from my consciense

Eluded and erased the breaks which placed strain upon my brain

Embeded the touch of the greats in my memory

Converted pain to gain and became a winner

I changed,I lost myself

I encountered greatnesses,corrected my weakness and gained wealth

And now i step while walking in the path of the greats

Plated with greatness







 

The Pathway Home

I know how you feel to be lost trying to find your way home.Reaching your hands to the heavens seeking resurresction but all your blessings seems to be gone.And yet you search for the answers to move on,persevere through the storms,but everything is at a stand still.Testing your will,and you give,hoping to recieve the same,Hoping things will change,but in life thats not always the case.Not everyone is appreciative.Not everyone is willing to give,willing to sacrifice,willing to pay the price,but thats life and we gotta live it.deal with it,make the best of it.Sing a different song,move on.Remain focused and find our way home.

Light Of The Lamp

God placed a lamp in a dark place, A very dark place, Dark moments, Dark encounters.The lamp was deemed useless, So useless Or so it seemed to the dark hearts and dark minds, but suddenly the lamp was needed. The lamp was lit, and those dark hearts, and dark minds saw that the lamp was useful, the lamp held value and begin to be astonished by the light of the lamp, which many refused to ignite, and gave it life, and suddenly all blessings was to the light of the lamp that was once deemed so useless.

No Love

Aint no love down in the Delta

The depths of the deep where many sleep

Where murderers seat and enemies creep

Aint no love down here in the Delta 

Aint no love down here in the depths

Nothing but dark alleys and by ways 

Lonesome souls and haunted stays 

Lingering searching for a home

A place to rest and call their own

And aint no love down here

Aint no love in the depths

Aint no love