WHO ARE YOU? dedicated to Ross

Posted: July 12, 2010 in Uncategorized

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’

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