I sit with page in front of me
not blank, as you may think.
My words are on the brink
of flying or dying, you see.
So I’ll just sit, and stare, and blink
and try to make it better,
maybe change a letter,
to get my feet and rhymes in sync.
When I’m stuck and mind in fetter
I’ll dream of flying high.
Not wanting words to die,
I become a phrase abetter.
To make abetter you this do travel world wide have it on your side black or white yellow or brown it goes around let it be your guild have PRIDE
they don't run
to sun
or hide tho worlds wide
they stand be your guild
help you to abetter day
when there trouble
you have a ture brothers
TURE
FRIENDS
DON'T WALK AWAY
was it about
nodoudt
abetter day comming our way
than have some say
let other begin
the teen work is a friend
its not mean
TO
SHARE YOUR DREAM
he is the lot
to shop
hit hop
to his side he that ride
take his hand to abetter land
no don't try to box
or out fox
he is the start FROM THE old block
you
CAN'T STOP GOD
get it going on
its nuthin wrong
with thinking twice
or being nice
just do it right
these or
STEPS TO ABETTER LIFE
let them know
we had a show
so they can go
and fine away
to make abetter
way
tell our youth
this isa
MONENT OF TRUTH
no matter if your white
love is the light
if your black is a fact
love gives abetter sight
to do whats right
love is a brick wall
LOVE IS OVER ALL
stand on corner
some time aloner
killing time
drinking wine
will not get you there
show some care
be
aware
you have pick self off the ground
brother don't be
the people clown
make away for abetter day
so others lives will be better
BROTHER GET YOUR SELF TOGETHER
stand on corner
some time aloner
killing time
drinking wine
will not get you there
show some care
be
aware
you have pick self off the ground
brother don't be
the people clown
make away for abetter day
so others lives will be better
BROTHER GET YOUR SELF TOGETHER
My heart is broken,
my heart is torn,
Here on this day,
of Easter Morn.
Our families gather,
for Easter fun.
Out in the grass,and
out in the sun.
We spend the day,
in laughter and joy.
Through the day,we
do deploy.
If, only I had a family
again.
A new tradition,we
could begin.
They have all gone
a stray.
Later in life,I think
they will pay.
The battle of life,
they have lost.
They'll leave it behind
at all cost.
Abetter life,they will
never know.
Because they chose
to work and let it go.
I guess it all,isn't so
bad.
You can't lose something
you never had.
My grandson is quite
the little lad.
He always accepts,the
good with the bad.
Someday, he will grow up,
and be,quite a dad.
Even though my family
is gone.
I will always love them,
from dusk till dawn.