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I am the soul of all the Grecian Gods you have revered and penned
I know no matter what happens to you, you will come back to us in all ardency
The gods always test their worshippers, you know that, don't you?
You have made your home the temple of Jupiter. Very appreciative!
Now, move out of your blessed walls for a sterling holiday to Mount Olympus
You can't import an ancient religion into a completely different environment!
The whole point of it is that you keep your gods sweet and generous
- you scratch our backs, we will scratch yours to your hearts content!
High time you realised we establish a quid pro quo relationship
You have dared to make us only simple offerings of flowers, candles, incense sticks
Do you think titanic strengths can survive on such fancy stuff?
We the Greek Gods have a solemn protocol to suit our palates
You who have only slaughtered vegetables on your chopping board
Will watch and learn ritual sacrifice at the altar outside the temple
And then with your magic fingers in a jiffy overload our feasting tables
With an assorted array of the worlds best meaty cuisine and wine!
How could you just foolishly forget our hard taught lesson-
The way into hearts of the gods is through their stomachs?
The gods betray their anger that you have never ever attended their Summer Solstice
We the Greek Gods love romance, music, dance, sweet whispers on moonlit nights
Have you ever taken our breath away with a mesmerising song and sensual dance?
Come and beguile us in your skimpily robed flowers at Mount Olympus festival
Age is no barrier if you oblige to dance on a moonlit night,
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Super Sensitive, is what they Label my kind
Those who feel, believe and truly understand the meaning of mankind
Nature, Earth, Heavens, and below
Are all viewed from just out side my window
My memories museum is packed to the max
Conveying Truths, Loves, Goods, Gods, and Angles that never relax
My emotion is electrical, shocking this Heart that so sadly Beats for you
Though it is just the 7 pounds among all one hundred and eighty
It is my 21 grams that molds this lady
I am so aware, I am so present, Perhaps a gift
Baring loads of blasphemy no one could dare lift
I walk with you, though it is more of a jog
Yours is an experience,Mine, more of a Job
I must endure,I must suffer,I will protect, shield, guide,make the path and lead the way
For you, for all of you to see someday
I was here kicking and screaming from the top of my silence
For all I had to give was my guidance
I will pay it forward, until my hearts content
I will love you not matter how defiant,greedy,hateful and belligerent
I will diffuse, I will conquer
I HIS name and for HER honor
Take my voice I will still scream
Take my sight and all it has seen
You can not stop me, I am enlightened
Therefore I will be the crazy, paranoid,different, strange
"Oh you know that Dawn"
Let them talk, let them say
I have been blessed with the curse of strength and knowledge
Most put to the side
For I have been cursed with the blessing of pure love and selflessness as my ride
I have no cult, no word to preach, no bull to sell
For my God's know of no religion, just a love spell
I am free
And it has not one thing to do with democracy!
I love me
Absolutely no man's ideology!
So stir your pot of righteousness, your worship of the unknown
Go to you building, kneel, and prey to that thrown
Just try to absorb that you are God too, we all are
For we are the seed, the result of a birthed star
Look inside, explore, inhabit, dwell
Love you first in this complicated hell
Your soul is heavenly bliss
Just sitting there waiting
Very easily missed
Soon will start fading
Close your eyes, hear your breath, feel your presence
Be still, calm, acknowledge your essence
Life has changed so much since u arrive.
I don't think I have ever felt so tired in my life before!
Never thought I would stress over everything I do either!
My view of life has changed, its no longer ah whatever happens will happen. Now its the case of who is making it happen, why is it happening and how will it effect me and my baby
Mmm me and my baby that's a new one
It feels like my life is gone!if I want to try and do something for myself it never works out. Don't get me wrong I love my daughter more than life itself, but there is no time for me anymore
I can't take the extra 15mins in the bath
I can't sleep in the extra 5
I definitely can't have a full night sleep
I can't relax when I come home from work
i can't even keep my eyes open to watch a movie at night
I can't go out at night as bedtime is at 7pm
I can't go anywhere within the house with out being followed
There is soo many cants but when I think of what I can do, its magical
I can be woken up at 1 3 or 5 am and my daughter will always be happy to see me
I can leave for work knowing that when I come back she will be right there waiting for me
I can learn to be a kid again by learning the nursery rhymes all over
I can prepare a bath knowing my baby is gonna have the time of her life in the water
I can fight with her to get clothes on and food in her tummy but I will know she is well looked after
I can drift her off to sleep knowing I was the last person her little eyes saw
I can lay in my bed at the end of the day knowing my little one played her hearts content out with me and went to bed loving me for it
Having a child is not easy and raising her the right way is even more difficult! Life is a test when you are alone but when you have a little eyes staring up at you life turns into challenge!
Never give up in what you believe in and especially what you are trying to achieve when you are faced with a baby to look after! It may take a little longer to get there and a lot more strength with courage but you will get there! Remember no one ever said it would be easy and at the end of the day its you who decides which path to take in life!
Form:
We breeds start to unexpectedly open our eyes,
In the midst of no where we start crying without lies,
the pure gesture we aboard and the nurturing hands we've been weaved in
the numb of love we've been deceived in,
we cry with joy hope and without consciousness,
as those surrounds us start celebrating with hearts righteousness,
this was the beginning of spring with blossomness,
new buds starting to crackle and sing with lightheartedness,
As we open our eyes in this world its new palace which we've stepped in,
with no notion of words and no creeds we've cropped in,
we start growing blooming and tackling with time,
living peacefully and tranquility for the hope with a resulting prime,
we walk through the fence with our hearts melded rusted and molded with time,
we end up walking the path which itself is a question of choice,
who knows whether we are on the right track neglecting the inner voice,
we crumble we rise we fall we abandon,
as we learn with time to cease the thinking with stand on,
then it comes the moment that was the destiny of our journey all along,
we end up becoming received by our deaths before long,
the moment we start departing from the world,
the moment we start letting our eyes getting closed by the cold,
as the body goes numb falling of snow begins,
the newly grown buds start dying out insignificantly,
as the eyes starts closing with no hope of regains,
our heart beat become impulsive with no pure intentions to last longer,
our organs tripled and amalgamated with the hearts idea of revolting,
again who knows if we are gonna truly find peace,
to others that surrounds us we are a lost crease,
we lie resting with no Turing no cries no laughs and soundless,
as they start mourning with there hearts content that's endless,
how odd the world can become,
the ones that were joying are now mourning and crying,
and the ones that were crying are motionless like the calm of a tree,
how tragic it may seem to us and to the world encounter,
but in the end life is a journey from spring to the winter.j
There once was a fox, as wise as can be,
He lived in the hollow of an old oak tree.
Not so very far from an ol’ Farmer’s Farm;
A farmer he knew would do him great harm.
Also, on that farm lived a lively young goose,
And he caused the fox’s dry mouth to juice.
Without a care, the goose gandered about,
Causing the fox great apprehension, no doubt.
One day they met at the edge of the farm:
The goose knew, for sure, the fox meant him harm.
Mr. Fox, I know you can eat me, he said,
But, I know a better way you can be fed.
The farmer has many an egg you can eat,
and they are more juicy than feathery meat.
I’ll tell you just how to gain your supply;
as quick as a wink, or the blink of an eye.
The farmer is rich and he doesn’t have need
for all of his wealth, and all of his greed.
We poor of the earth, he cares not about:
We should take eggs from the lecherous lout.
Sure, he feeds us, and quite well in fact,
But he profits from the sweat of our back.
We animals are brothers, and should take heed
About each others wants and each others need.
You can sneak around by the ol’ mill gate,
while I distract the hound, down by the lake.
His threat to you I shall circumvent,
and you can then eat to your hearts content.
The sly ol’ fox, he surmised this odd tale:
Hen’s eggs were delicious, he knew quite well.
Oh, this we will do, he quickly agreed:
Eggs, he knew, were quite delicious indeed.
So, the goose set off, the hound to distract,
And also the fox, to the mill gate out back.
But, the goose had another plan in his mind;
A problem solution of a far different kind.
He enlisted the hound in his subversive trick,
To solve the fox dilemma finally and quick.
He sent the hound round to the ol’ mill gate,
Leaving himself to just piddle and wait.
Then suddenly upon him with claw and tooth
Pounced the fox, ‘fore he could honk or hoot.
In this moral lesson we all can deduce,
Why no-one says: “he’s as sly as a goose”.
The SLY fox knew: “If the goose would betray
the farmer that feeds him, he will betray me too.”
Lionel
I wanna state a cardiac arrest for ya chest
Detest your own humidity within humanity, cats rest in vanity
Controlling underground charisma the mic got me checking
Wrecking one image of fame at a time
Cursed vines connecting family to 10 o clock news
Dues payed, lives strayed in the fray battling demonic entities
Loving life as it was given to me never forgetting how bad days are now
Whatever happened to old love music and jazzy tunes programed to everyone's ear
Fears hold hearts by the numbers count beyond two plus two into thunder
Anesthetic agility slaying demographic amendment abilities
Beckoning nucleic AC's, base combination weeds
Growing fast forget what you knew last
Before trash wonders pounce into eyes of ghetto stricken children
Stereotyped to end up living in hatreds domain, so much pain
Vividly orchestrated symbolically government debated
No-one has awakened accept a lesser few
Scripted by transcendentalist dues, golden hues and cyripted clues
BOOM!, did you feel my vibe
Arise and cry your hearts content, repent what grounds gravitational
Ration cuz they called me action with a little bit of attraction
For tainted pictures posted on shopping center windows
JC penny pillows, couches and Nintendos
Forget all the unnecessary smiles and hug with love's style
Is it wrong to file times when wrong was right
Darkness was light, she became vigilante bright
Yo...this poetry thing is so tight
I just wish i found it earlier in mainstream ignorance
To electrify my repentance mechanism
Schisms tattooed onto tribal ancestor blades
vector shijin played
Yuki im comin girl
Your my world and much more, although I love Viviana
until my heart dies of pore romanticism interpretations
Pounding silhouettes emancipation anticipate that
See i'm just one of a few that appreciate metaphores
and naturalistic lore, women with imaginative cores
Naw it aint hard, see im just cruzin
but i guess its hard to contemplate daily iluzions.
Once some travelers on the road
to a land of treasure, slowed,
halting in their journey’s pace
halfway to that distant place.
Scared that bandits might attack,
they decided to turn back,
too discouraged to proceed…
Hence the group began to plead
with the guide their fears to heed,
their concerns, and urgent need:
“The road is long; the going’s rough.
We think we’ve journeyed far enough.
That treasure’s too remote to seek.
We’re weary now and feeling weak.
“Illumination’s brilliant glow
is something we may never know.
We’ve lost the will to carry on.
Perhaps there is no brighter dawn.”
This guide was clever, sage, and wise.
He wanted them to reach the prize.
The leader thought he would devise
a scheme to make a town arise,
by mystic means, before their eyes.
From compassion, out of pity,
then he conjured up a city
from thin air, out of the blue,
though illusion, seeming true.
Next, the leader swiftly said:
“See that country up ahead…
there you may relax and rest
in this formidable quest.”
That walled city, stately, grand
seemed a strange and wondrous land
with parks, gardens, lakes galore,
mansions, gateways by the score,
mountains, valleys, plains, and trees.
Here the travelers felt at ease.
Each and every earthly pleasure
they enjoyed to fullest measure.
There were found the ways and means,
roundabouts and in-betweens,
all spelled out in doctrines, schools,
precepts, laws, and golden rules.
And in this city, heaven-sent,
they rested to their hearts’ content…
Their exhaustion passed; at length,
when they had regained their strength,
felt refreshed and of good cheer,
he made the city disappear.
Yes, when they’d had an ample stay,
the leader made it go away…
Then to the travelers he said:
“Now you must push on ahead,
apply yourselves with heart and soul.”
Thus, they continued to their goal.
[Continued in Part Two]
~ Harley White
Look at me, boy how things have changed
Don’t know how life got so rearranged
Never saw it coming but it feels so good
One day my eyes, my heart, my soul opened up
Life’s been full of surprises since I was a young pup
Your love is what saved me, and it feels so good
Can’t plan it, or force it, love will come to you
Can’t tell you how often, can’t even tell you who
Life’s hard and sometimes things just get in the way
But if you’re open to it, love will come to you and stay
Sometimes we’re blessed to find what really matters
To our hearts content, nothing’s left in tatters
Didn’t think this way for a long time, why couldn’t I see?
Now look at me, now look at me
Having a drink in an old country bar
Sitting with strangers, listening to a guy play guitar
The bar tender looks twelve, pours another beer
Three old men talking loud force me to me hear
It’s been a hell of a week working in my torn dungarees
Has me thinking is this how it ought to be?
Then I smile, ‘cause it might not have turned out okay
If in 3rd grade, Mrs. Harrington hadn’t sat me in your way
You’re the best thing that ever happened to me
Just to see your smile makes it all as it should be
I wasn’t this way for a long time, why couldn’t I see?
Now look at me, now look at me
One old man sees the smile on my face and says
Your newlywed glow will soon be gone without a trace
Didn’t have the heart to tell him it’s been fifteen years
Since I fell in love with you forever, ‘cause it’s the heart that hears
As I drive up to our house that night
I remember the last time we sat and cried
Expecting our first child, we were so scared
Thinking back on that time, so special and shared
Sometimes we’re blessed to find what really matters
To our hearts content, nothing left in tatters
Been this way a long time, why couldn’t I see?
Now look at me
Look at me
Dreams of passion filled within my mind
Screams of Satanic laughter in my soul
We lost touch long ago
You lost weight I did not know
You could look so fine after all this time
Remember those days hanging out at the village pier
I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain
Not having you in my arms was driving me insane
Days with fun with Pop rocks & bottle tops
Sneakers in the high school gym
It used to mean something to hold open the car door for your lover
A great sense of respect has taken a back seat for temporal lust
In a fast paced world in quite a bit of rush
The white lies that you told have taken root & grown
We used to make out in the back seat of my car
Danced until our hearts content down at our neighborhood bar
White lies of crazy money coming in
Now its best to hold our breath & take it all in
Yet we have come this close not to turn back now
Why turn back when your hands on the plow
Cause sugar is sweet so sweet like honey
Now its up to me to take home the money
Just holding our own after all these years
Cheap beers & the tears flowing down from our faces
Have to settle for a pair of Goodwill sneakers with those funny laces
Life is a trip so try to take it all in
Learn from your mistakes a good way to begin
Gave my heart to Jesus had to forfeit my sin
We are but mice stuck in a cage
looking for escape thinking we got it made
Be brave & hold your head up to the sky
Follow the golden rule so read your books & stay in school
But you say that's not to cool
White lies come & then they go
White lies come & then they go
Get the beats straight & increase the tempo
you can't make your heart beat something it won't
it's either heaven or hell now I got a good story to tell
rap your rap well from the heart
this will light the inner spark to what I'm waiting for
someday's it maybe a chore
don't listen to critics cause most will bring you down
I mean they mean well if it's in the positive mode
positive reinforcement is good for the heart
rap as you dream of better days
never getting lost in a purple haze
look to the old school masters of the past
with hearts an opened door beating fast
be who you are on the inside
don't try to hide behind four walls that squeal
others may address this as being no big deal
yet there's only one life will soon be passed
only what's done out of love will last
people need to be more opened minded but their blinded
by Satan the god of this world
they twist your words to fit their fancy
gone are the days when Sid met Nancy
let the heavenly light be your guide instead we hide
shattered glass on the basement floor lest I implore
seek truth with all of your heart
then you will light the inner spark to what your waiting for
get in the zone watch a lot of Home Alone
busy as a bee rapping the rhyme as a blown up mystery
something up your sleeve people bleed
does death hurt you the most or is it fear
I shed a single tear to help numb its inner pain
still no one question anymore
no one has a voice were just the blind leading the blind
soon will fall into a great ditch feverish pitch
I'm only human after all
sin has been evident after the fall
then onto the no it all
rap to your hearts content & have a ball