Freedum?

Reality is manufactured and sold cheap to the fiends,

they see themselves “free” in thier manufactured dreams.

Elections bought and sold in back rooms filled with thieves,

while the poor love the one’s who lie, their hearts out on their sleeves.

Sun Kissed Soft Skin

Beautiful sun kissed soft skin,

distant love of my favorite kin.

Ebony bliss smooth on comfort sheets,

feeling lukewarm love when our flesh meets.

I’m getting specific atop you, atop me.

what’s inside and unseen I want the whole world to see.

A radiant relationship, I can never let end,

I will always love you, my sun kissed soft skin…

In my world…

In my world I sit alone

under a tree

looking out at the ocean

sand between my toes

setting

setting

drifting off into the unseen

tomorrow….

I dont have to worry about that

tomorrow….

because in my world I sit alone

no pressure, no bars, no movie stars

nothing to keep me “busy”, nothing to “kill” my time

no affirmative action to keep me fed, nope…

just me in my bed (the earth)

I get hungry I eat

I get sleepy I sleep

I want to move I tell my feet

…and I’m gone…

In my world I sit alone

under a tree

looking out at the ocean

sand between my toes

the sun burning like coal

setting

setting

and I’m gone…

To Embrace Our Space…

The city is alive with life

Blacks grin in the sun through the hot winds and rains

happiness grows unique in hells fire

but there is relief,

relief to smile, relief to laugh, to SCREAM

embrace our space…

THIS IS OUR CITY!!!!

and we don’t own, but who cares

we give the city color,

we give it spice, we give blood,

and we’re here to stay

THIS IS OUR CITY!!!

We scorch the streets

careless with care, bleeding detachment

and we grin,

grin face to face with the fires of hell,

but there is releif

relief to scream, relief to laugh, to smile,

to embrace our space…

You Visited Me (9/10/04)

When I was in prison,

I rarely got mail.

I searched for my friends,

a search I would fail.

When I was in prison,

I never wrote home.

I gave up on family,

they were quickly gone.

When I was in prison,

I avoided the phone.

I swallowed a bitter pill,

…I’m better alone…

When I was in prison,

I can’t say I miss it.

I was pulled from the brink,

with only one visit.

The World on his Shoulders

He’s been to the deepest of holes,

and to the darkest of rooms.

Felt the cold voice of silence,

and the loudest of booms.

On his shoulders lie calloused wounds,

from the burden of time and hurt.

His broken back and shattered dreams,

testify to his unpaid work.

Still living in the depths of night,

he seeks to bring light near.

He can’t let go of this crushing weight,

his heart is full of fear.

On his feet lie blisters and sores,

his chains drag the ground.

He kicks and screams, writhing in pain,

but no one can hear a sound.

Still living in the deepest of holes,

he dreams of his escape.

Wounds and chains, darkness and pain,

this chance he has to take.

He takes one final leap of fate,

and answered his hearts demands.

The world was never on his shoulders,

it was always in his hands.

My Future

Difficult to see my future was
a world without you my future was
a wisdom not yet tested my future was
and along came you
along came you and changed ideas
changed my voice
changed my heart
You challenged my thoughts
helped me see the trees and feel the breeze
you made me critique my own face when the world called me ugly
when the world broke my heart and flipped my script
you reminded me…
Im just trying to do whats right
trying to create man without a mold in the image of what I’ve not seen
trying to “give in” while being bold
trying to be wise and warm in a world thats ignorant and cold
and I struggle
….I struggle…..
I struggle with myself and want for things I dont yet desrve
you ease my struggles with your kind words
And please forgive me for expressing untimely emotions
This is all so new to my heart
and the extent of my damage I wont attempt to mention
so please forgive me if I dont choose either or
just know that I’m happy that the choice is from you
forgive me if I forget
forgive me if I falter
forgive me if I get to close
forgive me if I ask to much or move too fast
…forgive me…
but I went so long
….so long….
I need you to understand that I need to be touched
my heart needs to be held
I need to be told that it’s real because in our world
so many decieve the truth and lie to themselves for pretend happiness
they pretend happiness to keep up
pretend to get over
pretend to feel good
and pretend to look right when really they are stuck in what’s wrong
you never give me reason to pretend
Difficult to see my future was
a world without you my future was
a wisdom not yet tested my future was
and along came you
…My future…

Issues (Part One)

It’s not like it used to be

you know…

you

me

us…

together.

One side of me says goon

you know…

new

love

experience…

separate

The other side says stay

you know…

work

trust

heal…

together

But what kind of man would I be

you know…

fear

shame

pride…

…issues…

Sun Kissed Soft Skin

Beautiful sun kissed soft skin,

distant love of my favorite kin.

Ebony bliss smooth on comfort sheets,

feeling lukewarm love when our flesh meets.

I’ m getting specific atop you, atop me,

what’s inside and unseen I want the whole world to see.

A radiant relationship, I can never let end,

I will always love you, my sun kissed soft skin.

O’ rib of mine

O’ rib of mine,

such a flexible bone.

Holder of my heart,

through the years alone.

O’ rib of mine,

hunger shone through the skins.

You fulfill my whole self,

the closest of friends.

O’ rib of mine,

so perfectly curved.

Come as you are,

a kindness so deserved.