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This Lust Is Like Being Hooked On Drugs

I disappointed God by living a life where I should have died
Many times often times I wanted to commit suicide
Because of the shame that wouldn't subside
Meeting people I didn't know
My affections I couldn't let go 
I could only imagine that it's like being on drugs
I Only really wanted was for somebody to show me love
Hooked on it like heroine
Loving that thing God hates and so does most of the world
Loving boys when it should have been girls
Sometimes Most of the world does what i did as well
But what do you do when your lust and your emotions
Are boiling over burning like coal
Or like a pot on the stove 
And when people throw verbal blows 
But don't you know that God will put a block on you
Cause He will keep them away and keep them at bay
I could have been destroyed and I should have been
Cause God will give you over to your sin 
Cause you don't know where I've been
Both emotionally and sexually 
My disruption was apart of my destiny

The way to your destiny is pain
Like child birth but dont sin against God keep God first
Lest you be worse yea I know it hurts
Don't let beauty of men and women devour you
Or overpower you 
love the inner you as well as the outer you

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I Had a Vibrant Night

A Vibrant Night 

At night 
When the city is 
Lit with lights and literature 
Locals and visitors 
Ambiances and silhouettes  
Dances with the wet backdrop 
And the foreground 
Maybe a  new York playground 
The smell of the sound of savory sausage
Sizzling on the nights grill
Salivating tongues and painters pallets 
Dancing trees an autumn  light breeze
Brushes by as the train underneath 
Zooms pass passengers asleep
It's so unique 
The smell that permeates 
Pizzarias  and eateries 
It's so late....but that's okay
Let the night be our theater 
Now who's that musical  man over there
Playing his sultry song all night long
He sounds like Carnegie hall
Her dress is fighting the wind
His necktie is flagging the taxi 

She's tipsy, he's dancing like Fred Astaire 
Keeping her balanced,
Smells the mocha  in her hair
Their equilibrium meets with the stare of each other
Falling into each other embracing humming that man's song smiling...

Anton Brockenbrough

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This Sleazy Government Is After You and Me

These diseases are patented by some mad scientist
Made-up to scare us no made up to kill us 
Lying saying they're looking for a cure 
but we're not buying this Fake campaign slogan and they're vicious 
too malicious they'll eat you out a house and home
 and your soul Cause you're "Magically delicious"
They'll take your last dime and still tax you
It's in their blood so they have to
The greedy hate the needy but they need you
Like a crooked salesmen they're greasy and sleazy
Thinkin you easy but just take it easy and take a nap too
And trust God even though you know they're after u

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Now I Know Where True Love Is

I'm wondering where true love is
is it somewhere across the bridge 
Or is somewhere above the sky
Or is over the mountain ridge 
Or is it just deep down inside

Buried deep down within 
Way beneath my own skin
Or did love get blown away
Away by the angry wind

Is it somewhere within my reach
Or somewhere across the foreign sea
Or is it just an ancient concept 
A concept full of imagery

Will it wilt or will it wither 
Will it ever be discovered

Is love somewhere being smothered
Or is it somewhere above the sky
Or Somewhere over the mountain ridge
Whisked away by the winds
Or somewhere deep inside

Tucked like a pedal into a stem
Plucked for a wife
love like a scent
Love that expires
Or grows thin

Love that wilts and runs away
Love like clothing in disarray
Beaten and raped 
Scraped and bruised
I found her 
Lying naked
Dead 
Clothing removed
Now I know where love is

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Anton Brockenbrough

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Just By These Words

The effects the event the horizon the before and then the after the 
miracle of life the hatred of death the 

armor of military ensemble the unstoppable the plague the cure the 
smiling down on a child frowning down on idleness

The lake the shore the hunger for more the rivers the streams the 
sun that beams down on black white and 

everything that walks and sings the lighter the flame the bridge over 
troubled waters the fathers with no 

daughters no the daughters with no supporters the poor that's 
getting poorer the people that's out of order the 

beginning the ending don't tell the ending the blabber mouth the 
seduction the animal instincts the people that 

dont think that's on the brink of disaster the boredom the 
excitement the juror the indictment the irresponsible 

the irreplaceable lawyer the war hero also known as the warrior the 
God in me the energy the synergy

He is your majesty He's in me actively the creator the jealous one 
The only one  the only begotten son the 
God of Israel the God that heals so therefore I conclude that I am 
healed just by These words

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Slightly Irritated By the Devilment

Call this country the united states
Of Donald trumph Oprah Winfrey
And bill gates
And the country that has so much	hate
And so little faith
And the city of brotherly love
Is the city of money sex thugs and drugs 

Robbing and stealing all for the same money
That says in God we trust
The government means torment
The decisions that are made are made without us

Many are offended by Gods name except when they take His name in vain

This judicial system is a joke basically its  a hoax
They'll hang glide you

They're luciferians washing,the devils back
Gave drugs to blacks
This conspiracy is a fact
Man we got jacked
While their pockets got fat
Gave us just enough slack

So it wont look too obvious and suspicious 
That's what has been going government
Better known as the devilment

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Is This Your Neighborhood

Everything ain't all good with these boyzn the hood 
They speacialize in weapons like teachers give lessons
Like post convicts master deception 
It's "A Time To Kill" on "2300 Jackson street" 
And these situations repeat and they "Die Hard"
Children on drugs suffering from wounds and scars 
Daddy and mommy behind bars
And it's a "Nightmare on Elm Street"
Right up the street from "Dawsons creek" 
Just around the corner from "one tree hill"
Not nearly  near any of those places but still
Cause these places prolly don't have people with masked faces 
Running and escaping from someone they just killed
Back in the hood they went from poor to poorer
 people afraid to go to the corner store because of the horror
Robbing and shooting crazy people looting
To hatred they're constantly saluting
Drug black people so this pain gets deeper than the "deep blue sea" parents leaving their children "home 
alone"
While they watch MTV it's some sort of "obsession"
In other parts of the country
While children in the ghetto are hungry
Daddy ain't home anymore so they're lonely
Little infant child has no food so he's bony
So she can't deal with it and so she finds a way to deal wit it
It's either buy it or steal it in her mindset it's legitimate 
But that's what you get when they put us in positions where we automatically forfeit
We live in cities where there is broken asphalt and concrete 
Life would be so sweet if we lived in a place like "sesame street"
Cause I bet that street never reeks
Where love is filled up to the top And it never leaks
Meanwhile back at the projects got sophisticated criminals
And most of the time their crime is never at the minimal
They're so evil they will even try to rob God
Open wide and taste the truth it's no longer homicide
It's genocide