The Immortal Wize

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Magnitude Of Blues (04332025)

Free (04222025)

following those who
leave you will lead
you to a place you
don't want to be
"let them be"

Flow Out (04222025)

accepting things
I know I can't change

got tired of caring
don't care no more

got tired of loving
don't love no more

tired of being
taken for granted
and taken advantage of

don't do no more
for other folks

felt alone so long
no longer feel alone

heard so many lies
don't believe no more

lost so much stuff
don't need no more

drained to the point
don't bleed no more

More (04132025)

they call us black we are more than black we are more than that we are more than a color we are more than a race we are more than a people who are we they call us black we are more than that we are more than black

Glimpse (04122025)

a taste of experience can only be savored as long as the flavor last yet we continue to chew until the bitter end we take more than one can stand some things too extreme to bear our physical and mental endurance alone is enough to tax the patience of a saint we been through too much we gone through too much we go through too much beyond the pale of oppression nothing short of horrendous we take our poison with a bit of honey and our life expectancy with a grain of salt we look back for a brief moment to see the results seen and unseen scars remain who can bust through heavens gate unsaved who can leave the world unscathed no one in the grave can tell us a thing about life whether we lean toward the dark side or press towards the light based on a single fundamental idea or principle as in a logical argument or belief we stand on one premise "THERE IS A GOD"

Transfiix (04042025)

pierced by a sharp

shard of your broken

heart impaled me

Inflatable Bag (03312025)

I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I felt you weren't feeling mine as if I could read your mind I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I could tell by the look in your eyes you could see through me as if I could hide my vulnerability I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps the real reason is your persona exudes a strong sense of self worth you could easily detect my low budget self esteem I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I accepted the fact I'm too toxic for a queen I have nightmares that will kill your dreams I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I felt like you were the real thing and I was the only clone in the room I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps I knew inside if you rejected me I would probably sit in the car and cry I popped my balloon because I wasn't feeling your vibe or perhaps your penetrative sta...

Flowers In The Cloud

I wish I seen your eyes again before they closed in a rush to get to the funeral I forgot the rose I meant to lay by your side I wish I could lay by your side again look into your eyes again send you flowers and write my deepest sentiment I'm not alone in the world but you were the only friend I could depend on the only one deserving of stokes of love in cursive writing flowing from my pen I met a few like you since then but I never fell in love again it felt like I was commiting sin I admit I'm insane I'm not the blame it's the pain driving me crazy I must admit I miss my baby my sweet lady when flames went out on all the candles in the house left me sitting alone on the couch in the dark waiting for a spark to appear a sign that you're near

Concrete Steps

I sit around and I think about how past rejections turned out to be a blessing and how long it took me to learn one life lesson woke up to find a few strands of gray don't recall passing yesterday do I have regrets of course I do if you made my mistakes you would too the light comes on after birth like life goes on after death I gasp to grasp then I sigh did I really pass the past up I never could imagine what the future would hold I heard segregation is on the rise I wonder what that would look like in 2025 actually the thought tickles me the astrological belief is we're in retrograde

Tula

a place where people go sometimes there they die a child is born spirit enters then the baby cries a brief encounter with a angel on a elevator ride heard a prophetic word long before its time

Magnitude Of Blues (04332025)