Heart Felt

Can you imagine being forced to see the world through a set of eyes,that you blame for misinterpreting the lies,defusing your attempts and HEART FELT tries to quite the reverberating cries,that i hear with a set of ears,that haven't heard a bit truth in over 25 years,my one dying fear is that ill never hear the truth while i am here,i swear, of everything else i can care-less,
lets go back to the basics where survival was the key,and we didn't have to over pay for what we really need,before the money makers plan started to succeed,and debts place entire nations under poverty,
lets go back to before wall street tracked every investment,back before the fortune 500 banks had hinch men,while we are at it lets go back to before they ever lynched men,women and children,all over the hue of their skin,
so everyone close your eyes and please begin,to imagine, a time when all men,had morals and values instilled in them,and every single woman,knew their self worth,and cared more about themselves then a name engraved on their purse,a place where young men will never again ride in a hurst,all over the color of a tee shirt,
but when i open my eyes that's when reality begins to hurt,i realize i am still in the same place,another rat chasing the cheese in life's race,which BTW is more like a maze,with a permanent overcast and a foggy haze,but i will not sir-come because in the mist of the struggle i was raised,despite being confused with a touch of dazed,I'm trying to break out of my stubborn ways,to be so fearless i could ride a tsunami wave,and then wave while I'm on my way, to free humanity out of its cage,that is trapped "in the box",and wrapped in a illusion,please pardon me while i search for the solution!!!....

My Notebook and I

Shhhhh.....
now listen close as i begin to speak,
MY HANDS ARE ON FIRE!!! and burning from the heat,
my fingers are scorching!
i grip the pencil and it begins to leak lead onto the page as high as a mountains peak,
my pencils point is currently about as sharp as a prehistoric birds beak.
it tears a hole through the page as my creativity begins to reek,
with the smell as strong as a low tide,in a river so polluted that jumping in would be suicide!
the pages screams "this is outrageous that's enough,get your act together and man up,in all actuality your life isn't that rough",
i reply, "would you rather me act tough?, my skin is already as tough as leather!",
the page replies, "naw dog, your skins as tough as pleather,it may look like leather, but too easy to penetrate,why do you think you find it so hard for you to repel the hate?"
i replied,"WAIT!!!, you mean to tell me the texture of my skin is easier then i thought to penetrate,that only means I'm stronger for all up to this day i tolerate,not to mention all the bullshit shoveled my way, don't act like you don't know now page, i write on you almost everyday,you know all the things i always wanted to but never had the heart to say,
so i implore you!!!!! don't turn your back on me,if not for you i would have to write it on top of me,and when i run out of space,begin writing on every wall i see!".
the pages turns itself and then a blank one stares back at me,
it says,"USE ME!, as your canvas like Leonardo Divinci, used the Sistine chapel that has weathered the course of history",
i looked for a second then said, "is that really how highly you think of me?,that you believe my words can stand up to the test of true history",
the blank page said,"let your pencil touch me, and lets begin to see!!!!!"

Blank Sheet

As soon as i catch my breath I'm challenging my deepest fears to a dual to the death and ill be damned if I'm not the last one left...STANDING!,
even if the battle becomes demanding as I'm crash landing into further understanding withstanding amerik ka ka's branding until I've taken a commanding...lead in the battle with my greed!
As i draw the line that separates a want and a need from whats guaranteed, which is not much,so i try not to use that as a crutch,
i stand on my own two feet but as a human that is not a feat so i do not expect a treat until my mission is complete,and I'm no longer forced by the elite to sit so discrete in the worlds backseat,and Ive done it all with a pen and a blank sheet!

I Just

I just want to rise above it all to the point where i can love it all,while standing so tall and mighty that i will never fall,
i just want life to flow i cant afford for it to stall,and as far as life goes i don't need it all i just need enough to install, HAPPINESS,
and i no longer chase bliss, for fear of winding up in the abyss,if it exist i let it find me and if it doesn't i dismiss,all the negativity and pain that remains, when your forced to bare,the image of your dreams vanishing into thin air,TRUST ME IVE BEEN THERE,
or maybe I'm still here,
dying to live free without a worry or a care,
i want so much out of life but i don't need to be a millionaire,
i just want to know that when i speak the world hears,
i just want to shed the reasons that i shed tears,
i just want to be strong enough to challenge MY fear,
i just want the stamina to kick life into 5th gear,
because I'm starring at the future motionless like a deer,
caught up in the gleam in life's headlights
i just want to cross the road but the light is so bright,that i think it just might sidetrack me tonight!