Racing Poems

Racing against time

Racing against time.
Sailing the hustle tide.
We work where odds outweigh opportunity.

We don't follow systems, we make them.
Children of the soil, barefoot and unshaken.
Belief, the only wealth we ever owned.
Pots kept breaking at the doorway,
So we removed the doors.

We eat what we grow,
but we also grow from what we never had.
No silver spoons,
Just wooden hope and

alfa romeo

alfa romeo
convertible at high speeds
freedom redefined

RACING

Bumper to bumper
As we race in convoy 
I and my brothers 
Double trafficator
The lights we give
We all riding on luxurious cars.

Racing to a nigga birthday 
We're on the highway 
Doing things in our own ways
Drip on drip, outfits very outstanding 
A lot of cash available to spend 
We're all living life on a low.

God has

Racing

• A warm liquid racing down my face 
• Staring at the ground like a fool
• I guess I've really done it now
• She seems to have lost her cool

To My God

To my God
To the only one that could set me free. 
My path has become clearer.
I've been finding myself. 
Slowly but surely
my confidence is gaining
as I learn who I am.
Seeing and accepting my worth. 
Things I have never truly had. 
Keep putting it all on my heart.
Keep my soul in line.
I want to be the

Racing the Currents

Softly murmuring, the river’s raspy voice
Settles my soul with its rumbling choice,
Rustling quietly beneath a glowing moon,
Splattered by the sound of the river’s rejoice

Light trickles from stars who’re strewn
Across flirty skies where dreamers swoon,
Leaving the heart full, moaning its needs,
While witnesses tell tales much like cartoons

Roaring rapids reveal what the mind reads,
In stories of crashing

Racing

Racing

Racing, racing with the Life
With the Life
I am not racing with life
Just with the Life
Yeah
Just with the Life
Only with the Life
Satan flies before me
Oh, my old brother
Thank you for your kind help
Can we fly together?
Will we fly together?
Satan said, yes, oh student
I said, thank you oh, my Master.

We are flying, flying and just flying
Together and

We have not all got what it takes to be a racing car driver

We are not all meant, for the driving of fast cars,
And some will only ever be backseat drivers at best,
So why do they expect us all to be able,
To travel in the fast lane on the internet,
When the consequences of not looking where we are going,
Can cause more harm and misery,
Than that related to any

Ode to a Highway Star

Lock up your daughter,
My wheels gonna slaughter,
Heading along the road,
Race ya, drive this load,
Beat you all, speed patrol,
Trailblazer, this my role,
You'll never catch my page,
I'm the star of this whole stage!

RACING TO SOMEWHERE

I was racing to somewhere
But didn't get there
Fast enough
My baby had already packed
Because had enough
Of my whiskey drinking
And my sinful ways
There were times when I
Didn't come home for days
So, fellows when your
Out cheating and having fun
Just remember your relationship
Is done

Crevice

I want  to crawl inside a crevice
Live behind the walls
Hide deep with the darkness
No sun or light at all
I want noone to see me
They can't know where I am
I need to breathe, be alone
They're drowning me again 
My tired mind keeps racing
The thoughts won't stop, won't yield 
They're rampant, big, explosive 
An active brain

Man Racing Against Time

MAN RACING AGAINST  TIME?

Many lies told 
Many lines unprobed 
Who can wrestle with his creator
Who can battle the supreme 
No one can do the impossible 
Time was the beginning 
Time is the end 
Time is now
How can you  race with your beginning 
Struggle to beat your ending 
Time is the umpire 
No player

Racing the Moonlight

Racing the moonlight
Chasing the starlight
Facing the spotlight
Embracing my fate

Adoring the good rhymes
Ignoring the lost dimes
Exploring the fast times
It's boring to wait

Inviting the sad songs
Righting the bad wrongs
Fighting the mad throngs
Igniting my hate

Whoever the pain stings
Whenever the heart sings
Whatever the day brings
It's never too late

I Was a Mad Old Racing Cougar In Fullest Flight

I Was A Mad Old Racing Cougar In Fullest Flight

When the seething sun chased me into the night.
I was a mad old racing cougar in fullest flight.

I ran across the land, raced toward the moon
Into the arms of Indian maiden as she swoon
Bright night it was with a jubilant golden moon
Her radio playing all my

No Racing Rat Is Indeed Above the Law

No racist rat is indeed above the law
Justice must be blind, fair, equal and raw
For all, in a democratic society
We are sick and tired of the hypocrisy
Where the poor are treated wrongfully or unfairly
And the rich get away absolutely scot-free
With odious crimes, with murder and theft
Many innocent people are put to death
In arbitrary, prejudicial and

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