Takin the Trash Out

Jimmy the lock and it’ll open with a touch

March into the darkness and i can’t see much

Gaze all around and i can’t see where i am

Ruthless is the gale but Ruth don’t give a damn

Step down into reality cold and wet

Although dark in here I start to see better yet

Pry a peek and just what’s inside

The filthiest stench we agreed not to hide

Grab you and take you deeper in the dark

Sound is the sight and sleeping is the shark

Step down into reality cold and wet

Although dark in here I start to see better yet

Weakling wind up and we give it a toss

I’ve given it all but there’s nothing i lost

Left foot and then the other just like we practiced

It may be dark in here but i can still see the madness

Dreams He Has

The boom the bap

The snare the clap

Snap his fingers and tap his feet

The melody his breath and bass his heart beat

He would exhale sixteens and inhale truth

The asthmatic type, his inhaler was the booth

In time He would no longer write rhymes

Just open his mouth for the beautiful struggle to come out

And struggle He knew and proclaimed victory with pretension

He owed his life to divine intervention

But don’t mention the past He presses on to glory

Says my past wasn’t to bright so i look to what’s before me

Fast forward a couple years He’s about to preform on stage

In America he’s dope and in London He’s all the rage

Seems like a dream cause every seam in this scene bursts in ways He’d never seen

With a simple pinch to confirm He was really here

He stepped back took off his headphones hoping to hear

From the king to which He owes all this

Took him into the light from the dark abyss

Hung a quick prayer before he stepped in the light

Lord be with me and let me rock this mic right

He stepped on stage, the crowd deafening his ears

But the sound was so beautiful he could listen for years

The familiar taste of tears began to wet his lips

But these were tears of joy tears of freedom and bliss

WHO ARE YOU? dedicated to Ross

He claimed he knew a pain no one else ever felt

He claimed It was his medicine and all that would help

Puff by puff and dutch by dutch he would ease his mind

Only to find that when It runs dry so does He

He said he needed It just as his Moms, but his Moms was gone

and something had gone wrong cause….

every hope of his future was smoked up in a bong

See He had visions of greatness, visions of splendor

But that was before man decided he was unjust and labeled “offender”

Because its wrong to steal from a rich corporate giant

To feed a crying baby, an act so defiant

So the dreams and the visions they would all fade away

And the wounds left him colorblind only seeing gray

What do you say to a man whose heart was torn so deep

We reap what we sow but if we’re given the worst seed what do we reap

If He was asked about hope ‘fairytales are not for me’

And more and more death seemed the way to set him free

Cause the drugs are gone and he’s alone with nobody

With cold metal to his forehead he let out one last plea:

God you bastard, why’d you choose this life for me

No Answer

Even God wouldn’t bother to speak

Closed his eyes cocked back as tears stream down his cheek

His mind is racin seeing different people and places

But the vision pauses on one of the faces

Its He 10 years ago to date

Who could have predicted such a cold ill fate

And there’s a voice…

‘WHO ARE YOU?’

He thinks: nah it must just be me

‘WHO ARE YOU?’

He thinks: is this God speaking to me

‘WHO ARE YOU?’

He pauses…. I am He…

‘NO YOU’RE MY CHILD, AND YOU BELONG TO ME’

But where were you when i was tryna make my dreams come true

‘I WAS RIGHT THERE, TRYING TO SPEAK TO YOU’

‘SEE I WAS THERE THE WHOLE TIME WAITING FOR YOU TO SEE, BUT YOU TURNED TO THE THINGS OF THIS WORLD AND NOT ME’

how can you say you are good with my life so broken apart

‘I’VE BEEN WANTING TO HEAL YOUR HEART FROM THE VERY START’

And why didn’t you bother to do that much for me

‘A DOCTOR CAN’T HEAL WOUNDS A PATIENT WON’T LET HIM SEE’

Well its too late all my dreams are done

‘DON’T YOU KNOW WITH ME ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE, AND YOU ARE MY SON’

I don’t know what to say…

‘IT’S OKAY, SHH DON’T SPEAK CAUSE I’VE BEEN WAITING YOUR WHOLE LIFE FOR THE MOMENT WE WOULD MEET’

Abba (for Christina)

allow me to open up my heart and be real

cause we both know i dont know the pain you feel

all i know is that your pain must run deep

and its not a lie to say when i hear you cry i weep

as for words to comfort you i have none

but he will always be your loving father cause love is never done

it sounds cliche but he’s in a better place

waiting up there with open arms till he can see you face to face

embrace again and tell you how much he missed you

but he’ll have the rest of eternity to spend with you

true there will be a few years you must wait

but when you leave here he will be the first you see at the gate

until that day please hold your head high

cause i don’t think God likes to see his daughters cry

your father he catches every tear from your eyes

you might not see but he’s all around in disguise

every time someone tried to make you feel loved

it was daddy reaching down to you from above

he knows how death feels he knows how death can hurt

so how could he not be there for your comfort

The Message (wrote this a while ago)

a message that transcends all demographics

to reach the masses

a passion that flows deep

cut myself open so i could bleed ink

all over the page

maybe lead u out the maze

and i can feel its meant to be

cause it was sent to me

love now manifested in the entity of this poem

one love sent us one son

to show us he had infinite plus one

so open up some and let these words hit u as deep and true

consider it nothing more than a gift from me to you

these words would roar like a lion if they only had a voice

I now relize that failures are inevitable but defeat is not a choice

you see the message of the cross is one of victory

ill explain it the best i can just please take it in from me

Price of Life

If there was a conflict in life worth killing a man then gladly I would

But is there an evil so great that it can only be overcome with evil

If there is an evil so great then killing we should

But is it possible for healing to come from wounding people

If that is possible then war is justified

But is there enough reason for this crime

If there is then there is no crime and indeed no need to be tried

These questions can only be answered with time

Its only right that we ask ourselves is it worth the risk

Since when did the cost of life become so low

That we would kill just to prove democracy rules with an iron fist

That we kill just for more oil to flow

I’m convinced war is to great a strife

When you come to understand the price of a life

pretend like you’re in new york as you read this

time is money and we have none to waste

our lives all sold out leaving God no place

in a sea of flashing stars and taxi headlights

we get lost living not by faith but by sight

but how can we call for change when we cant even call a taxi

looking for a cab driver to take the wheel while we sit in the backseat

forced to walk for miles on this concrete pavement

walking by those in need but noticing only their fragrance

patience we say when a man of the crowd bumps into us

but the next person won’t be so lucky you can trust

funny how we live in a green world but i cant find a tree

i guess  they were talking about the money controlling our economy

so fed up with the monotony of this daily routine

working day in and day out the money fuels the machine

Lord come show us how we’re living ain’t right

devestate us and leave us with hearts contrite

Pressed Not Crushed

my eyes bleed quenching the thirst of the demons

my hands behind my back mock the heart of a freeman

leavin the past but got the world on my shoulders

weight crushed my heart but in my hand i still hold hers

walking to where i dont know but a path walked less

left stress behind only to find a more painful test

whether im honest or i cheat the result is the same

cause in this life to live is christ simple and plain

pain is inevitable tears are a must

over taken by it all the only option to trust

a better day i pray is in the sight of my eyes

ignore it all for the truth keeps me fightin the lies

understand the tears that I’ve tasted too important to be wasted

every test made me who i am so gladly i face it

The Candle That Burnt Out

a simple flame to a wick sparked my birth

the fire of the Lighter placed in me my worth

and there i stood a light in the darkest hour

a beacon of hope even a source of power

but one day the wind blew and damn near put me out

the flame began to flicker and i let in a little doubt

now moved from the dark to an empty abyss

the light was swallowed up till only darkness would exist

where was the air that allows a flame to survive

with no breathe i shrank smaller and smaller barely alive

so please arrive dear hope im suffocating

gasping for air or anything to relieve this abyss so deprecating

but with one last flicker my flame was put out

overtaken by the dark hopelessness of my doubt

now am i one less flame this world will live without

or is there a Lighter to give me hope anew in this bout

For my chingoos

I guess it could be said that i look too deep into things for meaning, but that is just who i am. So as i watched this video i slowly began to see myself in the song. If you don’t understand korean, the bridge basically says

“Run till you can touch the sky with your hands.
Run till your heart is filled with your dreams.

Everybody run, run, run away
No matter how much I run (I cant escape from it).
Everybody run, run, runaway
If I look back while running (Youre still there).”

I see myself running from it all. From my problems to the things and people that i love. Of course it has gotten me no where, but for a brief moment i escape reality and find peace.  (Its a false peace but peace none the less) Although somewhere in my running i found a path. This path was narrow, not often traveled upon, and  inconvenient…but it was different. So i stayed on this path just long enough to see what i would find. Turns out the path thats the hardest, most painful, and the least walked on led to the greatest treasure. Every time it leads me back to My God. The only place i am accepted more than i can ever imagine no matter what i have done or where i have been. I guess all that running did lead to something. What used to be the source of my temporary escape is now my eternal refuge and i will always run back to him.