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Clear Chaos

Inspired by the spaces in time that I can't remember Filling them with maybes and dreams wishing they were clearer Finding myself sad Writing about memories of a distant past My past must have been a reflection of downcast Erased memories written and told, but essentially lies formed from the illusion of ties to negative thoughts Ultimately I've created lines of words on subjects I've never dreamed of being taught Somehow through all the imagining and complexities of finding out my worth I remember the first time that my poetry gave birth It was like I was a beautiful and as fruitful as the earth I began to experiment and reinvent the old days while still finding new ways to deliver the message that we living in the last days My purpose is to inform and to be a discrete slave Faithful and free Im from the same place where hip hop met poetry and where scripture is the basis for spirituality So any falsehood ye feeds me I can filter right through thee Still blindly recording thoughts of misery and deceptions and betrays and let downs and acceptance Life is full of it's little quirks and antics I've learned how to be when I've felt let down or disappointed I've learned how to be when I've been embarrassed or unwanted I give birth to another chance I graciously reside into a humble ball of submissiveness I reside in the beauty of subtle solitude while blatantly exuding love The goal is repentence

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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