The Immortal Wize

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People always asking me, how I feel I want to answer them truthfully
I want to keep it real Do they really want my testimony?
I rode with the homieâ€™s because I was lonely There is another side of me, besides the
Juvenile delinquent I use be

Iâ€™m like Sears Thereâ€™s a softer side of me Bagged, tagged and thrown away by society
Odds stacked against me couldnâ€™t cross me out With a felony or life in the penitentiary
My life is my ministry
Sometime I have to cry it out

Sometime I have to pray it out

Sometime I have to scream and shout

Sometimes itâ€™s painful trying to figure it out
Sometime I have to walk away hurting

With a smile on my face Sometime I have to channel an alter ego to take my place
Change my name to make a trace
Had to ride without choice to do or die Heroin flowed deeply in my streams
Born a infantile dope Fein Fight to the finish to stay clean
Given a glance of a chance Walking on hot coals had to dance trying to get this out of me without waking the beast hibernating inside of me
Iâ€™m a joker wait till they get a load of me break free from the devil trying to hold on to me
I wear goggles to protect my eyes Too many snakes wearing suits and ties
Do I hear voices? I deny

Why? To escape the grips of insanity I try

What annoys me the most is nigaz z and flies keeping my eyes on the prize
I fall, I crawl then I rise
Death is always a near miss Stalked by my own shadow
I blow my Lord a kiss hope I donâ€™t miss

Fought a thousand, won one battle Look the other way because I donâ€™t tattle
Keep my trophies on the mantle never met a situation I could not handle

Chose my role played it well How far Iâ€™ll get only time can tell Right now Iâ€™m paying for my mistakes Iâ€™m on fire now, hell will have to wait

Walked the streets of Jerusalem when I was 8 With masons D.O.Iâ€™s and illustrious potentates
Everything on my plate I ate Returned to the states with a belly ache My mind I had to educate people in the hood Tend to sleep too late

Demons scatter when I wake like a quake the ground trembles and shakes when Iâ€™m in trouble I know who digs me out From under the rubble without a doubt
Try hard to stay vigilant and not fall to sleep Donâ€™t want to wake up with the mark of the beast
Some say Iâ€™m bitter some say Iâ€™m sweet Iâ€™m not a contestant I donâ€™t compete save some and the rest I delete
I donâ€™t beg nor borrow hope and pray for a better tomorrow
Iâ€™m the DOM who is WIZE Wide open is my eyes to see I see the comings and the goings
I worship the all-knowing who lights up my path I can see where Iâ€™m going
NOW HOW DO I FEEL?

20o7 WIZE DOM
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize

Now I See It

I'm glad about a lot of things but for the most part I'm glad the lights are still on I know what it's like to sit in the dark for days waiting for Center Point Energy to come through like the mailman on the first of the month electricity is a necessity especially when it's 110 degrees can't turn on the AC cause it run on electricity all the ice cream is melting in the deep freeze the seemingly quiet cozy community is turning into a hostile environment I'm behind the scene loading a shotgun preparing for home defense in the yard eyes on the fence open the gate and get blowed away it's sounds a bit extreme it's not a dream but has been seen on a movie screen these experiences are predictively expected to become reality probably sooner than expected it's been tested don't know if we passed it we still here so I guess we did yet those who left we're often told their in a better place than we are I pray my mother prays more than me I meditate more than she does though she tried to m...

In It's Entirety

the messenger is often the first recipient of the message to be delivered then the messenger forwards the message in order to spread the content received if you're the first receiver of the message then the message is for you to first apply to your life then proceed with caution delivering to others

A Flicker

if I stop to give you a light what you gone do with the flame I don't want to be responsible for the fires you set along the way I don't want to be the cause of all the smoke I don't want to look back to see the past erased

In A Different Light

doing it in plain sight translates to we playing in your face while you look the other way got you running in place complaining about the race feeding you poison got you used to the taste got you moving forward in darkness while we push back the rays back in the day lyrics were on a metaphysical mission packed with powerful messages with the potential to cure a medical condition did we listen did we get the message did we pay attention to the Fifth Dimensions who told us "When the moon is in the Seventh House And Jupiter aligns with Mars Then peace will guide the planets And love will steer the stars" did we listen did we get the medicine did we pay attention to the Three Elements who told us to "keep our head in Faith's atmosphere" a mind stimulated time not a trend that tickles the ear those lyrics were meant to liberate heart soul mind and body not get us hooked on mind controlling catchy demonic rhyme scheme that lead to crime scenes gone are the times still we the people are...

Laughing It Off

if you been trying to catch up to me you gone have to think outside the box I ain't been in the box since I been in a playpen since I left the crib since I been in a bib I think you get the just of it now here's the rest of it I hit the ground running since I jumped off the roof still got scars to prove I flew off the top of the dome been locked up every since gone need to call a locksmith to pick all the wicks spit liquid hotter than fried catfish grease quick witted like a side of quick grits you'll probably find me like Waldo in the thick of it somewhere in the mix don't try to make sense of it it's not meant to boggle the mind but it might toggle the brain a tad bit tapping into what just happened a minute ago amidst a hour of flow don't go to sleep you'll miss the show waken by the applause while the credits roll ask me what happened I don't know what to tell you other than wait for the review

A Part

you fall in the hands of who you trust you trust them to hold you up and not let you down then you get up off the ground visibly shaken hurt from the trust taken

Lingering

one cold wet rainy day a beautiful stranger ran up under a open umbrella I was holding over my head she walked with me half the way when we reached her destination she ran away I walked the rest of the way alone I felt she was the one

What This Time

breaking news don't shatter me it's click bait like the search for BIGFOOT and Loch Ness still no sign of a giant sea creature or a throwing tree mammoth in the woods the world is Hollywood where would something that enormous hide in plain sight discernment is a built in lie detector the enlightenment is a film projector traveled too far to be under pressure if the traffic too heavy take the road less traveled I see scams all the time it cost too much to lose a dime and even more to lose one's mind

A Different Type Of Intensity

waking up is hard to do staying awake is the worse part one opens one's eyes to realize one's on the planet of lies where truth is not told it sounds mentally disturbing but it's all under control "it's all under control" one learns life and death is in the power of one's tongue one must be careful not to speak ill will good morning sounds good but good mourning doesn't pronunciation doesn't differ how do we trust when our words are formed against us "formed against us" all one got is one's name and the power to control the meaning of the word one opens one's eyes to realize it's all a game not a fun game a sick game twisted demented one tomorrow is not and time never passes it just is "it just is" who is the one where is the one who seen the one "the one" who is the one amongst us who gone be brave enough to step up and change the world's dirty diaper who gone put they hands in that load of sh*t it ain't a wipe big enough for all the mess coming out that a** it stinks to be awake...

I Had To Be

I got in my way thinking I knew the way I couldn't get pass myself I couldn't get through thinking I knew where to go and how to get there I got lost on way going somewhere I don't recall falling to sleep I remember waking up to the sound of a voice asking me "why are you here" a question that echoed though me "why am I here"