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Borrow My Sorrow

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Borrow My Sorrow

How magical it is to feel such a sad emotion
I need ingredients to concoct a happiness potion
Yesterday was not promised
So today I refuse to think about tomorrow
You want something from me?
Borrow my sorrow
It's like the moon blocks the sun
Eclipsed by the cold
Like frozen water we can't run
But still they pick up a gun
Prayers won't work, no disrespect to a nun
Feel like a vampire 
All I see is blood
Like the Devil rained on us his own version of the Great Flood
Who should mop and sweep the mess on our streets
Who pulls triggers more thugs or police
I respect the constitution
But despises murder, drug trade, prostitution
To the streets I used to make a large contribution
It comes full circle
The retribuition
We're like wolves, see a human, go into a rampage
Innocent people die from stray bullet's rage
After me you should follow
To Fenger High School where Derrion Albert was killed on camera in Chicago
Which is close to where I reside
Seeing him die hurt inside
Young people so animalistic
Now the city is mad we lost the bid for 2016 olympics
They worry about that more than hungry people
I've never felt so unequal
The last days are upon us
I can't believe God put this burden on us
But it's not his fault
Fate flipped on us
Did a somersault
What would you do rather spend your last dollar on
Food or your next high
One can help you live, one can help you die
This isn't about happiness
It's about sadness
Not about joy 
It's about madness
It's so unfair
We're drenched in dispair
So badly stressed
I'm 18 with gray hair
This isn't about glory
It's about greed
I refuse to see another human bleed
People go insane 
From fighting the pain
I'm wondering who controls this death game
Sometimes I feel doubt
Sometimes I want out
Cursed with a dry mouth
I wanna go into space and drift further south
Disgusted because the girl in California cornered by gang members who attacked
Lost lives are like lost time, we won't get it back
The aching in my head
Resents senseless bloodshed
Notice it's hard 
To find room in the graveyard
So dark on Earth, lack of sunshine
"Let there be light"
Aren't those your words Lord Devine
I'm okay with some rain, too much shine isn't so pleasant
Too much sun and no rain forms a desert
Too much cold lands us in the ice age
So I warm the world with the words on this page
Yesterday was not promised
So today I refuse to think about tomorrow
Want something from me?
Borrow my sorrow

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  1. Date: 12/16/2009 12:05:00 PM
    Excellent, well-written, Jamal! I missed this somehow. I was just visiting your page! Keep up the good work! Peace and love, Audrey P.S. Here's wishing you a blessed Merry Christmas fille with love and a Happy, prosperous New Year with all the good things you wish for yourself, my brother!

  1. Date: 12/5/2009 11:28:00 PM
    one word FAVE

  1. Date: 12/4/2009 8:35:00 AM
    I have enjoyed reading your poetry today Richard. Have a wonderful weekend filled with love and compassion for others. Inspiration is waiting for you grab it and write. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 12/3/2009 11:37:00 AM
    alot to ponder and yet none of it is new... We're a nation filled with death. You hear people die on the news everyday. But Why do we glamorize death, why can't we appreciate life... The we must constantly have wars, and commit hateful acts. Life is precious...and you only live once. Thank you for bringing meaning to my day.

  1. Date: 12/3/2009 11:11:00 AM
    We're all concerned about our great land and I am sure some of the same is happening in other countries also. Nice presentation of this topic. I know that God looks down and is sad at what he sees. Keep the magical pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work. Sara

  1. Date: 12/3/2009 9:24:00 AM
    WooW!!! Griping,excellent poem, really had me,love Simone

  1. Date: 12/3/2009 9:12:00 AM
    Very poetic piece..So much violence in our world today..Thanks for sharing...RdP