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Dontae Jacobs Poem
More time
More time
All things take time
Then the time we have
The time we need
Feed off our time to breath
The greed of time
The time off greed
All things take time
So everyone wants more
The young, the old
The rich and the poor
What do you do with your time?
The time you don't need to pay for
The time that is free?
Do you skydive or ski?
Pray or read?
What to do with the time left for me?
30 mins to an hour
Is that enough time to rise to power?
Build a garden full of flowers
I use my time to look at the sky
I ask why
Why do we need more time?
Copyright © Dontae Jacobs | Year Posted 2022
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Dontae Jacobs Poem
Insanity is the clarity we all refuse to need
It's a fortress
Unbreakable
Impenetrable
Unfathomable
It's called sanity
We are told to think outside of the box
Our mind is herded
Controlled
If only we knew what treasures the box could hold
We were never in the box
The fortress
Sanity
Our freedom to think
Misguided
towards mental slavery
If you are in
Sanity
In
San
In the spiritual plain where your mind is truly free
And the pain of crazy is only in your mind
Even the smartest
And the best dressed
Can detest
How their mind is obsessed
With the singular opinions of the world
Why hate the insane when you are out of sanity’s gift
Why does Sane sound like a saint?
If i am insane
Am I in saint?
The saint?
In the state of mind where i can completely open up to the world
The woke awaken their third eye
But their 4th, 9th and 11th will remain blind
Let the pain of crazy cleans you
While some may call you coocoo
Insanity shows you what you do do
And directs you on what you should do
Break into insanity
Because thinking “outside the box”
Only gifts you vanity
Embrace the kiss of crazy
And dive into the world of insanity.
Copyright © Dontae Jacobs | Year Posted 2021
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Another day dies
Yellow fades to grey
But in this time the moon flies
And dreams come out to play
A world of wax
A cake of sorrow
A wall of plaques
All to be forgotten tomorrow
Rejuvenate your soul
Rest your eyes
Wake up whole
Because tomorrow another day lies
Copyright © Dontae Jacobs | Year Posted 2022
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Dontae Jacobs Poem
I guess your higher self isn’t your higher self
Try to get the bag with stealth
Not worrying about your mental health
But wealth isn’t just money
It’s not walking down the street with the baddest honey
Not leaving the house because your scared you look bummy
But the real wealth is knowledge
Power
Why not meditate for an hour
Take a nice cold shower
Gift the one you love with a flower
Now your one rose up
What luck
If no one loves you your still loved
And that’s enough
You are your wealth
Forgets the stealth
Let the world know you care about your mental health
Copyright © Dontae Jacobs | Year Posted 2023
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