Still Waters Write Deep
I There’s only a few things I take seriously
One of them is writing furiously
Cleverly spinning verses
Inked in cursive
Certainly no stranger to adversity
Head nodding
Word dropping
non stopping
Versing with an urgency
Invasive with my mental’s
Liked I termed the word insurgency
Laser refined this vision of mine
Is Precision like it’s surgery
These thoughts flow
faster than Quicksilver
Or the element known as mercury
Time steadily keeps on hurtin me
What’s it worth to me?
Has it ever really worked for me?
These questions whisper up my spine
And linger on my mind
God says we have to walk by faith
So should that make me walk blind?
I’m wondering if I can read between the lines
I’ve been out of line
Maybe a time or two
That all depends upon who your talking to..
I find myself by myself
Looking in the mirror
like who the F are you?!
There are some days I’m outta my head
As soon as I get outta my bed
I’m reaching my limit
Hate to be the one who has to repeat
What he said
Some people are ignorant
And color blind
Cuz my Patience meter
Is pushing towards red
Their wheel keeps on spinning
But obviously the hampster is dead
People always judge me like
They judge a book by its cover
I’ve learned hard lessons
Like never let those closest to me
Also be close to any lover
I love my best friends
like I love my brothers
But betrayal is the reason
There are so many being buried
By their mothers
My whole life I’ve been the one
Always underestimated
Faded
Jaded
Never thinking that I would be the one
To stand and say I’d made it
I’m so committed
The shade you throw
Only keeps me shaded
Salt and pepper
Silver haired
The ladies love that I’m distinguished
I’m talented with the pen skills
I flow like water
You say your fire
But this talent leaves you extinguished
Diminishing
And finishing
Whatever it is your witnessing
Better bring one of your boys
Cuz I’m hungry
Like F, it ima win this thing
I’m in this thing
Writing like I’m feeding an addiction
Kicking Wisdom and knowledge
To shine light on your spiritual affliction
No cursing in my versing
My language is clean
So the message is clear
I’ve been facing down my demons
While your too fragile
Too stand and face your fears
I’ve been doing this for years
Writing til you say to stop it
Been having dreams and visions
I think that I might be a prophet
I do this as a hobby
I will never do this to make a profit
Never feeling like I have to battle rap
Any wack or impersonating rapper
Most only say it but don’t live
95% of y’all are actors
I would rather uplift than light a spliff
I’m too concerned with what comes after
This Life is just a boot camp
And after this we meet the Master
I’m ready to meet Him
The sands of my time
Keep flowing ever faster
I’m not concerned with anything
But the legacy I’m leaving after..
Copyright © James West | Year Posted 2018
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