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| ~Can You See The Pride In The Panther~ Can you see the pride in the Panther As he grows in slendor and grace. Topling obstacles placed in the way Of the progression of his race. Can you see the pride in the panther As she nurtures her young all alone The seed must grow regardless Of the fact that it is planted in stone. Can you see the pride in the panthers As they unify as one The flower blooms in brilliance And outshines the rays of the sun ~Ambition Over Adversity~ Take one's adversity Learn from their misfortune Learn from their pain Believe in something Believe in yourself Turn adversity into ambition Now blossom into wealth ~In The Event Of My Demise~ In the event of my demise when my heart can beat no more I hope I die for a principle or a belief that I had lived for. I will die before my time because I feel the shadows depth so much I wanted to accomplish before I reached my death I have to come to grips with the possability and wiped the last tear from My eyes I loved of all who were positive In the event of my demise ~The Fallen Star~ They could never understand what you set out to do Instead they chose to ridicule you when you got weak They loved the sight of your dimming And flickering starlight how could they understand what was so intricate To be loved by so many, so intimate they wanted to see your lifeless corpse This way you could not alter the course of ignorance that they have set To make my people forget what they have done for much too long To just forget and carry on I had loved you forever because of who you are And now I mourn our fallen star ~The Rose That Grew From Concrete~ Did you hear about the rose that grew from the concrete? Proving nature's law is wrong, it learned to walk without having feet Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air Long live the rose that grew from the concrete when no one else cared ~A Young Heart With An Old Soul~ A young heart with an old soul,How can there be peace How can I be in the depths of solitude When there are two inside of me This duo in me causes the perfect opportunity To learn and live twice as fast As those who accept simplicity.... ~Untitled 1~ Father forgive us for living Why are all my homies stuck in prison? Barely breathing believing that this world is a prison It's like a ghetto we can never leave A broken rose givin' bloom through the cracks of the concrete So many other things for us to see Things to be Our history so full of tragedy and misery To all my homies who never made it home The dead peers I shed tatooed tears for, when I'm alone Picture us inside a ghetto Heaven A place to rest finding peace through this land of stress In my chest I feel pain come in sudden storms A life full of rain in this game watch for land thorns Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's next In this world full of countless threats I beg God to find a way for our ghetto kids to breathe Show a sign, make us all believe. ~I Cry~ Sometimes when I'm alone I cry, because I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm, they flow with life but take no form. I cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, But who do you know that stops long enough, to help others carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by, then to stop and see what makes one cry, So painful and sad. and sometimes... I cry and no one cares about why. |
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| ~Untitled 2~ With all this extra stressing the question I wonder is after death After my last breath Will I finally get to rest from this oppression? They punish the people that's asking questions And those that possess steal from the ones without possessions The message I stress To make you stop and study your lessons Don't settle for less Even the genius asks his questions Be greatful for blessings Don't ever change keep your essense The power is in the people and politics we address Always do your best Don't let the pressure make you panic And when you get stranded and things don't go the way you planned it Dreaming of riches in the position of making a difference Politicians is hypocrites They don't want to listen If I'm insane it's the fame I ain't about to change It ain't nothing like the game ~And Tomorrow~ Today is filled with anger, fueled with hidden hate. Scared of being outkast, afraid of common fate. Today is built on tragedies which no one wants to face. Nightmares of humanity and morally disgraced. Tonight is filled with rage, violence in the air. Children bred with ruthlessness cause no one at home cares. Tonight I lay my head down but the pressure never stops, knowing that my sanity content when I am dropped. But tomorrow I see change, a chance to bulid a new, build on spirit intent of heart and ideas based on truth. Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive. |
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| More will be posted as they become available. ~Red Angel~ |
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