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Springs around the corner
what wondrous things we'll see,
bulbs popping up above the ground
giving joy to you and me,
time to tidy up our plot, lots of digging too,
weeds to pull, beds to hoe
lots of things will have to go.
You have to be a little brave
if that rose you want to save,
but you will learn that over time
you've got to be cruel, just to be kind,
The flower beds need a tidy
take all that dead stuff off the top,
veg plots being well dug over
hoping for a bumper crop.
Seeds to sow, hope they'll grow !
then the lawn will need a mow.
And when all the hard work is done
you can sit back and be pleased,
wind , rain and sun you have grown all you need.
The things you want...
seem so distant and impossible.
As if taunted by the earth...
dreams come hard and few.
Oh, I wish I knew who is true...
is it Me or is it You ???
Friends one day ,then gone away...
these selfish games they play.
Twisting our hopes and emotions as a whip...
to be pulled in and sunk like a ship.
My hope is not for this worlds leaven...
but a calm pearly heaven !
Where justice is supreme...
and we shall find our dreams.
Do you believe in the things that you've always known,
Can you understand the things you've been shown.
Is it the visions you see that make you believe,
Or is the feelings you get when you've been deceived.
The pain you feel a never ending ache ,
Tearing your heart and soul from you every day.
Time ticks slowly pounding away at you,
Throbbing heart breaking and there's you can do,
Must I settle for these lost and broken dreams,
Because it has all the signs that what it seems.
How much should a man endure to find his way,
It cant possibly be like this hard for me every day.
There is nothing so frustrating as being so confused,
Especially when you've discovered that you've been used.
I will get through this lonely phase I have no doubts,
But I'm sure there will come a day I'll figure it all out.
Cautiously I walk the path that's been laid before me,
In faith I will continue for I know he will let me see.
Life will be thrown at you in so many different ways,
I will be prepared for these things for the rest of my days.
Broken dreams will be the learning tree for me to grow ,
Living my life with Joy Happiness is what I'll always Know.
Forgotten somewhere in the midst of steel and concrete.
Bound by shackles and chains even in our sleep.
Living like wolves preying amongst lost sheep.
Concrete tears and pains so mindfully deep.
Forgotten by those on the outside.
We cant even run no where, we cant even hide.
No choice left but to sit and fight.
In here only the strong minded survive.
Truth be told in here what is wrong is right.
All most os us got is wasted M&^*&F*^&&ng time.
We sit back and work out and write heartfelt rhymes.
Not to be a victim of prey we all trying.
Many stories are told, songs are written of truth over lying.
We are gone for the moment but not truly forgotten so the hurt we must not show it.
We are to old while we young to be crying in front of full grown men for this is a time we must out grow it.
There aint no way out this hell hole and we all know it.
Feelings of hopelessness surrounds te heart to the point where we can no longer control it.
In here there is only time no fun.
Darkness fills night no light shone in here from the sun.
Only by our own selves we may be out done.
BECAUSE IN HERE IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE TRULY THE FORGOTTEN ONES....
Truth is something beautiful
Truth is something wonderful
Beliefs are foolishness
Unless one finds the truth oneself
It could not matter less
The whole world seems to want belief
And that’s no good at all
Look at the world around and see
How belief can be so cruel.
Each one says they have the answer
It’s written in some book
Because they’re stuck in little prisons
And never do they look
They never smell the roses
Or hear the bird’s sweet song
They’re too busy being right
And making others wrong.
The truth it never will be found
In the voices of another
It’s found so deep within one’s being
And yet we always smother
It beneath our daft beliefs
And so the world’s a mess
This world is filled with foolishness
And such unhappiness.
11 January 2014 @ 1009hrs.
Please allow me to introduce,
Without any pardon or excuse,
A man who needs no introduction,
To those he’s given instruction,
A man who has always helped me,
To understand extreme fallacy,
Through guidance and edification,
He spreads his extreme education,
Now he never reserves his lessons,
And always leaves his impressions,
Upon those he teaches his schtick,
For he is our scholastic mechanic,
Always he tinkers under the hood,
To find the best of what is good,
And now without further adieu,
I am proud to present to you,
A man who’s mind always races,
And affords us other head cases,
A view most definitely skewed,
By great wisdom and high I.Q.,
A man whom I proudly call my brother,
Who’s humble wit makes him tougher,
Than my boastful wages however manic,
…Our G-Man the scholastic mechanic!
Americans For Fair Elections
Who is it now that pays the way,
Of politicians gone astray,
And who now will pave the way,
For that which they were paid,
We are Americans who stand true and proud,
Witnessing incredible devastations,
So we shout our mantra strong and proud,
We are 'Americans For Fair Elections'!
One contribution from those who vote you in,
Is all a candidate should be able to get.
To fund a political race to represent,
America for the people within their District,
People who no longer have a voice,
People now easily disregarded,
Who now find they have less of a choice,
Than when this democracy started,
No more party or government matching fund,
No special interest groups or big business,
All lobbying our district reps one by one,
And deciding who will lead our districts
These contributions have stolen our choices,
And all that we Americans hold most sacred,
These powers have now stolen our voices,
And our democracy now sits degraded,
We 'Americans For True Representation',
Now must take action and take back the reins,
We 'Americans For Fair Elections'
Must now rid ourselves of these stains,
And with the help of our fellow Americans,
We shall return the power to the people,
With every one of us taking a stance,
For together we are indeed powerful,
Through calls, letters, and petitions,
Once again we will make our voices heard,
Offering no retreat and no concessions,
We remain staunch and true to our word,
So be warned you who stand in our way,
For we will remember those with questions,
And those who will stand with us this day,
As 'Americans For Fair Elections'
Please visit 'Americans For Fair Elections' dot com,
And help us to pass the word of this movement on,
Or forward this poem penned by My Gull Wheels On,
a.k.a. Michael Wilson, Your fellow American!
Im Building my own teepee made from straw Logz
I try n keep up with my cats but how can I when I cant even trust my own dogz
I know I have a hard tyme trying to get a simple regular low paying job
but I shall overcome, I shall rise against all my past tattz and all my ****ing oddz
I used to be down with the evil d, now Im down with the holy G yeah dats God
I used to give you nothing Lord now its tyme I start to giving you nodz
I used to be all about talk, but now cuz of you Lord Im all about walk
I spit words while I walk through gates locked either bottom or top I still rize till I drop
I dont stop I shoot guns at fake cops tryna steal my patnaz freedom socks
but this my life now homie I cant end up lying in chalk
I walk my talk while I talk my walk through unknown clocks ticking away like my times tock...
I running past bumps while Im jumping over dead pits
I struggle like many, a life of addiction I know its hard to quit
I just had my first kid....it still hard tryna rize above the past shyt i did....
I done placed my rez life betz...I done already placed my lifetyme bid
I cant lie I still smoke n drink but the alcohol from my life rite now like many I struggle to rid
I try n cover up shyt but how can I cover up tattoos Lord they come without a lid
everymorn it feels as if I awake to a life full of crap leaving me lil tyme to give a shyt
but thats life Lord I know now thats how we deal n what we MAKE OF IT
Since It's very hard living in these
days & times
I don't mean pick up a gun & gather
a group to help you run
Must be created & implemented
with Thought & Education
Unless you rather spend your time
behind bars in frustration
Without freedom of your own god
I'm not trying to say these words to
draw interest through ballads
I say them to educate to the
Power is something we all think of
Rarely we realize what it really takes
Power with the correct education
will stabilize & stimulate the brain
Money will rescue you from the
debts of poverty
Without a strategy to think
The oppressor is waiting for us to
unite & fight
They have one button tactics that
will blow us in the blink of an eye
We must revolutionize the mind to
encourage ourselves away from any
form of evil
"Revolution means Bloodshed"
So that means we must help socio-
Self encourage a systematic finance
for our own people
Because we used to have ownership
What we must re create
Is a tactic
Intelligently revolutionizing black &
white people empowerment
Re-developed economic business
Self created invention & services
That will annialate the mental &
physical mass consumption of
Education is very important
So do not be ignorant
Go to school
And do not be a fool
Life is not about making money
But live for the glory
Learning will help
you shape your destiny
Be useful to people
Show good example
For if you do not learn
you will not know
Why the should a man gain the world
And looses his soul
So live and learn