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Michael Earegood Ii Poem
Hello world... it's me and i'm still here,
To build my empire through sweat and some tears,
Hello world... the battles begun,
To just get my mind right...that battle is won,
Hello world...i'm the one that you doubted,
The one that you shut out...and who's dreams that you clouded,
Hello world...no more will i kneel,
I will stand up and spit some preacher mike...and I will make this world feel,
Hello world...you faded me but i'm still alive,
Cause us Earegood don't cut and run, we fight and survive,
Hello world...you messed up when you played me insain,
You should of just shut your mouth and just looked at the last name,
Hello world...knock knock I'm right at your front door,
Not for the drama this time, to get some knowledge and soar,
Hello world...I am my brothers keeper,
When the going gets tough I just grit my teeth and dig deeper. ME2
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Michael Earegood Ii Poem
hypothetically I know the reason you telling me that I'm the reason... the real reason you
telling me that your sick of straight missing me it’s just a season,
Like every time I foul up, make up, and mess up your sad as come be,
Like every time your sad, it always keeps bugging, and eating me,
At what we really mean is it about good days, I thought we were all that should matter, it
seems that after you reach a point of sadness, that only the a ratio of happy to bad is
all that matters,
So bad that I start thinking insecurity,
And insecurity that clogs up like sick lungs like smoking menthol my e.b,
Copy righted poet not on the circuit E… because your name doesn't just start and end with
the double E,
It is just as my fault...oh yeah I keep telling me,
As much as I get drunk and contemplate and try to see...
I miss the preacher mike that hung out and made people try to see, the seeds of greatness
and it just was all true and made them try to be,
The best of themselves and try to shake it, like salt shakers the truth it pour'd and
people made it,
Even when I was partying the people started seeing,
The best of themselves they truly starting being,
But for a season I took’em right off the shelves,
Having fun with their lives they got out their restless selves,
I never ask for a dime back but damn who supplied the magic spells,
“All I expected was some real feelings” from some rookies …I asked my self…
And it was all just a chapter,
I made it out alive, just was with a story and with some laughter…
I'm a stranger that swooped in and even in sin I made you win,
The dude that made you a pawn in a plotted situation, the why you wondering after how I
moved your motivation,
6 people called in, some left our house they pulled back in,
It don’t matter the reason, it was that funny stuff that made it worth the living,
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Michael Earegood Ii Poem
The Words I haven't spoken... have held me back for many years,
And thoughts of blame and worry... for to many times I've tasted tears,
For a preacher tries to guild his flock... so many times i failed,
For i have looked up at an empty sky... to bring him back oh how I've wailed,
And now three days and counting... until Herman ratcliff lands on solid ground,
Should I become the man i set out for... 15 yrs ago that's still not found,
Am I lost in the abyss of misery , will this mind ever reach it's peace,
Or for this minds sake and principle with this man just reach for a peice,
Will i get mashed up like potatoes...even 2nd in command he got it wrong,
I just did the best I could...just out of reach reach to get it right he wished for solid
ground,
It's not racial or racist to many eyes it seems to be...it's just the make up and break up
of a fictitious family to be,
But Herman you messed up when you crossed Bennett and olive and fate struck my brother
down...for I will smile upon the day they toss you corpse inside the ground,
I hope that right before you die that you see and remember me...that i'm the boy that
became a man in spite of what your young self has done to me,
Say kiss my butt to my mom one more time and see what happens to your seed...I'll erase
from the history books...and they won't remember nothing but me,
The east side Earegood boogie man will creep all through your life...down ever broken
corner you rome...the word irrelevant will personify your life,
I'm the man that's still a boy that tasted tears all through his life...that messed up a
million times in this messed up thing we called life,
I got my sympathies for you that I've seen that side of change...you didn't do anything
but get caught up you say your actions to you were strange,
No degree, no trade, just some years to degrade, your mind and soul you try to keep up but
inside you die...Oh how I wish you'd see these eyes,
No apologizing..no way to get out...what the fates have lined up for us theres no one to
hear you scream and shout....Michael Earegood II
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Michael Earegood Ii Poem
Everything is equal, and clumsy all at once,
but it seems to be,
That although we come from different poles,
Without one another we cease to be,
The reflections oh so clear, the connection changes in just
a minute,
As we push towards this contrdictive goal, the more fate
just wants to spin it,
The more you fight the science, I see that checkers is
obsolete,
I'm finally understanding the square I stand on,
there's a chess board at these feet,
So it's your move and your chose, just think it through,
Just know in all the time I spent, you let me in, I studied you,
You have your own opinion, I will not try to plead this case,
There is no clear winner from my side, after all we can't stand face to face,
There is no fringe benifite's I see in my sights, I've excepted not changing your
mind,
Money, women, and extras are hard to rank....Keep it mind for the next time,
Sometimes for a select few theres no end in trust, like north and south we seem
to be,
It may, in my minds eye have been an act of destiny.
M.E. II
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Michael Earegood Ii Poem
A world behind, no longer yours,
A world of pain, scars, and soars,
Friends were lost, bridges were burned,
Expectations we lost, and heads did turn,
A world behind, you've done so good,
You let it catch up, you expected it would,
And your surprised now, of the world behind,
The situation's mest up, and the weather's unkind,
A world behind, the past and the present,
You are the one that ran, and now you resent it,
You drove the road, you've done the dirt,
You chose the rain, You caused the hurt,
A world behind, will never forget,
The people you taught, and the rules you set,
A world behind, against odds and grain,
When things turned for the could, you missed the rain,
A world behind, and you miss it like the night and light,
It felt so cold out here with the absence of fright,
A world behind, we must bow at the trends,
A world behind, will ride with me until the end...
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Michael Earegood Ii Poem
Where truth lies is in the eye of the masses,
When all truth is lost and it all folds and collapses,
When all things forgotten come back just to bite you,
Where the truth lies...it doesn't and comes back just to spite you,
Where truth lies is madness and you can't seem to win,
When truth seems to lie and can't find strength within,
When truth try's to bully and push comes to shove,
Where truth lies...it is in the fight when push comes to blood,
Where truth lies is often a shelter from the rain,
When truth is all but lost and it takes away some pain,
When truth feeds the senses and fills the mind with thoughts of good,
Where truth lies is within these thoughts...because you think of what you should,
Where truth lies is in the the midst of defeat and things so wrong,
When truth has you on your knees feeling bad singing a sad, sad song,
When truth lies you find yourself and just crawl right out of the ashes,
And you realizes the lies were truths and truths were lies it's all compacted, ME2
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