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Lauren Patton Poem
They ask me
Who am I?
And what makes me, me
For I simply reply
I am Queen
I am delicate, yet elegant
Any problem I handle it, dismantle it
So when they ask who am I?
I answer them
I am Queen
I am complex,
This is my soul, no objects,
I am vividly descriptive words
Used out of context
I am close enough to contact
Yet far enough to detach
So as they speak that
Tongue of unknown knowledge
I repeat that
I am Queen
I withhold beauty in my eyes
I control the future with my mind
Only I remain can above and within leadership at the same time
So in due time
You to shall realize
Being a Queen is a state in which
Only I control my mind
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Lauren Patton Poem
The Era of Area
Diameters
Circumference
The whole sector
My vision is the mirror of the world I'm reflecting
Led by my Path and direction
I said I was reckless
But only to relay the message
That
peace is peace
But that don't mean just ah fraction
We are mankind
Not manufactured
Intellectuals
That lack actual
Intellect that's factual
Susceptible
To information un creditable
Satisfied with lies made eatable
Audible and fashionable
Collateral
damage,
descendants of
Degenerates
Piggybacking
Of ignorance
Soliciting
Bigotry and
Vengeance
Is it
the power of adding every cents
Or the fact that we been slaves
Caged in that same ship ever since
Kunta tried to make a drum
But the beat skipped
Speak it
He taught me,
that's the way to pass teachings
Read it
Alex Haley taught me
Words are our secret
language leads us to our healing
I thank Ayala for her leading
And Lauren hill for her grieving
So many I thank without guessing
But you feel their presence
Through my content and evidence
I'm forever rich
Gold is my soul
Diamonds shining through my bones
I'm all elements and minerals
Ascending in intervals
I'll be the bird with the word
So you dont get pigeon holed
Strength is within us
We forget it though
Looking at the exterior
Forgetting the inter folds
We self centered
But are we centered though
See the picture and throw a filter on
Then wonder why you vision thrown
We all sinners
casting the first stones
My people, take these steps with me
The path the leads us back home
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I'm Not wordy
I'm worth it
My cursive
Encourages the mind, malnourished
Enquiring on allusive conclusions
Is not cruel or foolish
It is
True
The most infinitive quest of life
To question and test
to prove or neglect
to mourn or adapt
These are the most natural states of being
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She landed on my moon,
Even though she was from Pluto
Too cold, to get too close
Her confusion kept us from fusing
She felt she shouldn’t feel this
So insisted I was an illusion
Yet and still kept intruding
She knew my light was to illuming to elude it
But too deep to consume in
Would she choose to refuse it or pursue it
How could I loss this
I lived my whole life stiff and tight
But she’s who I get loose with
We fit, so for me she makes room quick
I know she is complete and whole
But together we are continuously improving
She the one win when I’m losing
So this won’t be confused with
Any other emotion
I know that you can see from the sea
That I am an open ocean
Only for you to float in
Don’t focus so much on its
Approach just notice my closing
And know this, it won’t end,
My devotion
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Distracted
But I'm counter active
I stay active
That Makes me the action
Tactics I've mastered
Make me a master
I'm
Plastered in innocent souls of by passers
But Shattered
Like glass is
Hearts not captured
Blood splatters
Never matters
Put a napkin
On the puddle
Subtle is the sound of deception
Distraction
There it goes again
Low as the tone of wind
Strong as the urge to live
Soft as sin
Sweet and supple
It'll nudge you
But you
Gotta stay focus
I gotta stay focus
Let's not act as if this was written for you
This is for us
It sure does
Get hard to get on ya feet
With no floor or rugs
The thing that helps me sleep
Is the same thing
that keeps me up
Distraction
It says focus on a 9-5
You have passions
But passions don't provide
At least not quick enough, or I'm I not doin enough
Who I gotta proof it tah
Look
I guess I'm just frustrated
Because I feel like my gift
Is being suffocated
Let's discuss the basics
We make our own way in this world
No one to trace it
So many ways in this maze
We all end up complacent
Stuck
Stuck in our head
Stuck at our desk
Stuck in traffic
Stuck in ah marriage
I'm stuck in my feelings
I'm stuck in my zone
I'm stuck but I'm fleeing
I'm stuck but I've grown
And still growing
That thing about knowing things
Is remembering the time
You didn't know it
I use to think words like these
Didn't come from a poet
I use to think the vision I seen
Would never exist with my eyes open
And at this very moment
I'm just soul searching
Distracted by the world
I live... I journey
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As I wander along the dimmest of dimensions
I understand every thing is not created to to be understood
But stood in within distance
Emerge, then purge
All things wicked
Vicious attempts
Meant to condemn us
Deliver the pent up
Frustration circulating
Damnation
Revolving all the causing agents
All the while searching in desperation
For restoration
Caused by evolution
I Conduced this
Proven
Theory
Eerie and elusive
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It's
Not easy to fit
Inspiration into a single Manuscript
Skip
Information just influential tips
Grip
A concept of reality
Not formally accepted by society
Confirm, conform and accept sobriety
Me, I get high and add commerce to the economy
I know my heritage, I'm living, for I am a survivor
You don't understand your purpose
So they put you behind bars because you act like your suppose to be behind them
Backwards minded
May we reach the same plane
With the same pilot
Ascending with guidance
Signs scribed in silence
Sign language couldn't describe my anguished
pray you hear the sirens
Designed to divide us
By pride and phylum
I cum alone
Don't need you to get excited
Provided a little help
I'll be more then a little felt
Up, within a system corrupt
Dismantle the mantle until we erupt
So what
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Had to move back to the city
the suburbans too sidity
had me and my feelings and I couldn't even feel it
Got hit with a brick and didn't fidget
Hard knocks knock sense in ya or knock ya senseless
My strength is
within
Mysterious and mystic
Superior submissive-ness
A Derivative
of the state of delirium
We need to be delivered from
Ancestral residuals
Leave us descendants
Either scared are relentless
Getting back to it
I had too move
Out the way
to get back too it
Turn my back to it
Go back through it
But do it
To detach delusion
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They want to do the grown up
Like they really grown up
Until that child sprung up
Now they like hold up
But it’s too late now
Just take care of your child
Wish you wouldn’t have laid down
Can’t change your decision now
But even though you have a kid you still got a life to live
It’s gone be hard to gain, now that you got to give
Now how you gone make it
Just because you need it don’t mean that you can take it
Better start praying
Baby daddy like, I’m gone
Should have known
That after he comes he’s gone
I heard it so many times
He tells her lies, so he can get between her thighs
Knowing its wrong, but it feels right
He shouldn’t have ever lied
He shouldn’t have ever tried
He shouldn’t have left his pride
But now it’s gone and he shouldn’t have said goodbye
So this is my only advice,
They want to do the grown up
Like they really grown up
Until that child sprung up
Now they like hold up
But it’s too late now
Just take of your child
Wish you wouldn’t have laid down
Can’t change that decision now
He told her that he loved her
Took advantage of her
Thought he could move on to another
But now he got a baby mother
Chuck you stuck like glue
How can you deny the kid, when he looks just like you?
Can’t get new tennis shoes because child support due
And for the baby mothers who baby daddy strays
Don’t trip it was probably for the best anyways
More than likely he wouldn’t have done much if he stayed
Just another dead beat daddy that give men a bad name
So all I can say is
Keep fighting through the struggle
Keep pulling when they tug you
Keep walking through the tunnel
Keep making a rebuttal
And think before you
Want to do the grown up
Like you really grown up
Until that child sprung up
Now you like hold up
But it’s too late now
Just take care of your child
Wish you wouldn’t have laid down
But you can’t change that decision now
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Divided we fall
United we stand
You’ll never make it
Without a plan
Girls are mistaken
Say they need a man
More than ever
I need a hand
It takes a lost
To appreciate a win
I think I can
Because I know I will
Two paths, two roads
You can’t do right
If your purpose is wrong
It’s impossible for the weak
To lead the strong
How you perceive a story
Depends on how it is told
Believe the life your living
Is the one you chose
Consciously or subconsciously
We sow our own fate
Responsibility is a word we all know
But is a word we all take
We know to love
But learn to hate
So divided we fall
United we stand
Let’s make it better
With this master plan
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