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We watch it descend and fester.
We stand there dumb-founded
As if there is nothing to do better.
We continue to let it continue it's decline
When we hear these crazy voices
In our minds from behind.
Such chaotic noise,
But we pray for such opportunity.
We let it slip away,
Our ever longing continuity.
We try to hide
But everything just becomes inevitable.
We now have made the situation a mistake that laffy taffy is no longer edible.
George Bush was never our president.
Martin Luther King never had a dream.
As far as you and I.... we never met.
We can't continue to let things fade in it's disater.
Filling sand holes with cement,
Instead of smoothing out the internal walls with plaster.
We convince ourselves each day everything is fine,
Or lie to one another to keep each other blind.
It takes one person to stand up,
The other one to receive it
It is unhealthy to void what has gone wrong.
Damn!
Why do I keep callin this boi and he won't pick up his phone!

Makin It To The Next Day

I keep fallin only to rise
I keep cryin only for God to wipe my eyes
I keep prayin only for a change
I keep goin only for my pores to be my weakness to sweat out this pain
My body says… “Go with the flow”
My mind says… “Aww hell no”
My spirit cries… “Break”
As I constantly think of my last mistake
Why do I have such strong conviction?
Why do I lone for everything I know is missin?
Why do I hope in everything I see?
That maybe this time, this one time it’s not all a daydream
My home was my hedge
My hedge is now my home
You can’t choose the way you feel
You can choose the way you act towards the way you feel
My hedge is my protection in my mind called The Battlefield
Too emotional, unemotional… there all the same
They either drown the body or drought the body
Because neither one can maintain
“I don’t care what people say…only God can judge me”
With confidence society has stated time of many
Bull! Anyone who considers being part of humanity
Has the subconscious insecurity of the curiosity of what the lips of mystery
Have gossiped out of hypocrisy
I am 100% imperfect
Therefore I could be 100% wrong
I’m tired of settling my intelligence for what is 50% right
Because then I’ll always set myself up to be 150% wrong
So I keep fallin only to rise
I keep cryin only for God to wipe my eyes
I keep prayin only for a change
I keep goin only for my pores to be my weakness to sweat out this pain
My body says... “Go with the flow”
My mind says… “Aww hell no”
My spirit cries… “Break”
As I constantly fight to do better the next day.

LastNightsThoughts

I know there will come a time I will latch on to the routine of continuous studyin'. I know there will come a time when I will work, study, and do with all my might to stay in church and do God's will. I will only call on a few but pray and think of many. I will feel lonely and try to keep in touch but I will forget. Some will understand and know I still care. Many will feel as if I have forgotten them but I will not. Others I will stop calling for many of the right reasons and delete their phone numbers. They will eventually call. I will have pity upon them but they will remind me of why I willfully stayed away.

I will somehow break out of my shyness and be medically as well as artistically talented. Medical and Arts are my mission. Medical will be my duty. The Arts will be my escape. Both will come to other's rescue. Both will be evidence of my Father's power that even through me He shall forever be exalted. The things I write today will slightly be forgotten but strongly fought for because in the midst of the desert and storm it is difficult to stay encouraged. Everything shall come together. How or in which way is a slight mystery to me. I will not doubt the fact that the answers could be staring me in my face.

I want to experience the world so that I may give the world what God gave me. Since the world didn't give it to me because God did, I have no fear in giving because they can't take it away and I will be blessed with more than enough. May Grace and Holiness be unto my savior. Thank you and I love you.