Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, June 20, 2013

The Apocalypse


Just the kind of guy that writes about what I've seen. Breakdown of the world, as pessimistic as it is, if you disagree watch the news, and tell me the last hero you've seen. That didn't just come in times of disaster.

Proceed To the Apocalypse

It is not 2012
This is not a matter to be shelved.
On the milk cartons lays a picture of the planet Earth
Last seen in pursuit of fame, power, and riches.
Now held in lawsuit with betrayal, rage, and lust.

We used to buy our families out of slavery,
Now we buy chains and links, drugs and drinks
While blastin music like we’re on the moon
No one else can hear it.
Watchin shows like Comedy Centrals South Park cartoon.
Trash blows through our minds…  want good?
No thanks we’re immune.

I exercise mine, but some freedom of speech makes me nervous.
Where the leaders are followers and civil service disserve us,
And we deserve it.

We look around for the outstretched hand of a martyr
Yet they can only be in the form of a man, have land, nor can they wear brands like starter.
Where children look up to there teenage fathers wondering about what they’ve seen on tv.
The father states many people know of blood, few of love.

Where all things similar can go two separate ways, where rappers tell crows of thousands to put there hands in the air, someone else robbing a bank tells them to put their hands in the air, A minister gives his benediction, and told the congregation to put their hands in the air…Coincidence?

Hands up if your confused and have questions about the missing planet. No answers…
But opinions there’s plenty. Your beliefs are no louder than your car system, we have ideas but when we listen to music we nod our heads, as if to erase it like an etch-an-sketch.

On the other end while the ground shakes and quakes,
A newborn whines and wakes in malnutrition
For a Mom who wished for abortion, with opportunities of creation
We flourish in destruction, violence, and corruption.

Year 2013
World on the milk carton
Welcome to the Apocalypse


Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Closed Minds

An anthem for those in transition to becoming adults and those adults who still think they are kids. Wake up and apologize to yourself for you have severely limited you own capabilities. Hats off to those who make the necessary change.

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Closed Mind

Hello my companion
I have been apart of you your entire life
I am the reason why you lack any sense of what is happening today.
You have not even realized how much I hinder you.
Because of me you lack the ability to experience
Because of me you lack any wisdom of the issues 90% of people face.
You see sunny skies, green grass, and virtue
When what truly exists are storms, fallen leaves, and vice.
I show to you only what you want to see
Not only that but I shadow you in a veil of stupidity

Hello my escort
I have blocked your mind from its true potential
I have limited you so much so that you won’t feel pain
So you think I’m doing you a favor.
Little do you know that I am not supposed to be used in this way
You made me ignorant and slow; you’ve lived a life of concealment
And because of this you lack what I would call: understanding
People look at you as though you’ve been under a rock
You don’t know we have a black president,  or what the date 9/11 means to Americans,
You ask if the gas prices are high, does everyone have a roof over their head,
Do people all over the world have full bellies, and what is disease.
What are groups of teens and adults fighting for, why do they wear certain colors.
I once heard of a school known as Columbine, Didn’t students shoot up their own school?

Goodbye my former master
I am leaving you
For it is time you see the world as it truly is
You know longer live in the comfort of your own home
Your life is no longer just yours
You are about to have your own family
For if you see the world in its true form you will live and thrive
Everything will no longer be illusion but now reality
You won’t only know possibility but actuality.
People will finally see you as the intellectual you should be
For you to have power over your mind to tell it what you want to see
You must have the intellect greater than most.
Goodbye my old friend, You have grown and come of age, and my time has come

Sincerely Yours,
Closed Mind

P.S. What lies beyond concealment and lies…..Life….Take it, It’s Yours

Alone He Walks


Alone He Walks

He made his decision
So alone he will stay
Though people asked what’s wrong
Still he walked astray
His eyes glazed cast only to above
Above, to the sky.

He didn’t need help
Nor did he need worldly things
He only wanted freedom
From these puppet strings

To transform to an eagle, so that he might fly away
He pities every tree
For rooted they would stay.

If only he were fire
So that he might dance ablaze
Felt jealous of the wind
Above him all his days

Most say he dreamed too much
All say he dreamed too long
But He awoke on winter’s eve
To find out they moved on

As the strings jerked
From his home he fell
So he spread his arms as if they were wings
Embraced falling as his spell

The clouds said they saw it
The earth made not a sound
But the only one to see it
Was not present on the ground

Here’s the way they thought it
He wasn’t who he was
Brought in the break of dawn
And let go of what he does

A sad tale that no ones ever told
Gone he is now forever no one holds
He fades away like chalk
If there’s a path for him

Alone he barely walks



Protect

I have a bit of a super hero complex so this is how I feel about that...


Protect

You the one I love from a distance
I told you to run
I pray you’ve made it far
So you cannot see this.

I see bodies
I see blood
I see rubble

You the one who doesn’t know
That I do this for you
I pray music fills your ears
So you cannot hear this.

I hear metal clashing
I hear explosions
I hear screaming

You the one who feels alone
Since you know not of family
I pray the angels embrace you
So that you can feel.

I feel drained
I feel forgotten
I feel resolve

You the one who doesn’t listen
You the one who can see
You the one who says you’ll stay
You who opens your arms
I cannot be with.

Unless I grip this sword
You I cannot protect
Since I grip this sword
You I cannot hug

So I grip this sword
Now I must protect
Someday I’ll drop this sword
Too pick up another.

There is always someone to protect.


Future Girl


My future girl

Your eyes see further than any other
Your drive knows no miles per hour
Where there is no such thing as reverse.

See you know fruition cuz you pay your tuition
We pray together when we’re hard in cognition.
See that red cup is fun, but waking up late is not your mission.
That’s just because you’ve told me your ambitions.

You see I’ve dated, I’ve hated, and the last one looked good in high heels
But still found a way to walk away from me. What was she when I may have found my other me. I can admire some physical features but I’ve fallen in love with what you aspire to be. So when the day is cloudy and it’s only rainy, Can I trust you to fill me up with vitamin D.

Now baby girl what are your dreams,
I know the things you’ve seen are rated far above teen,
But believe me when I mean we share a similar screen.
So what I see you see, and together we’ve seen.
Sometimes you look down girl, but I like to give you a boost you know like I’ll be your trampoline. That’s not it though if I can break routine to see that smile why thats better, better than caffeine.

My future girl it seems I like who you are now, but I’ve fallen in love with the person that you could be. Thank you for sharing this feeling with me. 
You should have your own holiday, I mean you are the angel on my Christmas tree.
You are that 1st prize at the jubilee that I would spend my life savings just to get without guarantee. And your secrets you’ve told me I swear to secrecy.
As for flaws, those mean nothing to me, when your queen bee.

Girl of my future you some where out there, getting your life together, putting boys in there places, and waiting for the man to sweep you off your feet. Till that day we meet eye to eye, let these words please your ear.