The Hurricane Dream

Dear Irene,

You hurricane, hurry up and arrive

(hug me)

Wash away the pain

Clear my mind and clean these streets

Nightmares; to births to daemons

and blood soaked sheets

Give me clarity

Let your angry rain, reign over me

Seduce me with the whispers of your winds

Blow me away with your thoughts;

And Irene

when you arrive drag the sun behind you

I'm wound up in reality

release me

let me live

Lead the life of my dreams

leave me a promise to return if ever need be

Irene, If you ever succeed

I'd be grateful

my daughter I'd name her after you

Dear Irene

you hurricane, hurry up and arrive

(hug me)

-Love for the moment

Signed: In need of Releasing

Shattered

I call them mini legends

who died and gone to little heaven

Along with realization

It wasn't even milliseconds

Many brethren claimed to have learned their lessons

but repetition only quickened

And she still stood with him

Talking about love

When they gave up the only magical thing between them

RED

Desolateness, decadence

The fact that I gave for you

what does it represent?

Defiance, resilience

The face that I wrote this in RED is the realest

I bled for you

I dread for you

It’s sad to see the veil over your eyes

BLACK sheer

Now I’m dead to you

And you to me

The Life we envisioned

and could not lead

Because of the life we left behind and could not leave

So in time we lost

Our loses leads to grief

But I grieve not for the pain but the pleasure of stagnation of a nation who fail to realize;

no gain in me

SUICIDE

You see the blood; Never the wounds

If the pills don’t get to me, the pull of the trigger will

The noose is as loose as the chair in the middle of the room

The barriers between your flesh and your heart, relieved for love

I break the mirrors so I won’t see what I have become

Self-hidden

Bed-ridden

Depressed, Stressing about success

In Love

Leads to digress

and release this lyrical blood

my ink bleeds only for me

so it will die along with me

I figured out the best way to exit where I no longer exist

let me write about it.....

"Slavery Still alive, They just be concealin' It"-Kanye West

Runned down gunned down

Rise with the morning
Die before sun down
Our sons down
Our daughters amiss
This is the life of lyric
The lines that are not reaching the rich
The riches are spent on what we “minorities” consider priorities
Rims drugs and women
This is considered better living
Statistics shitting on us
Who’s really winning?
Not us

Runned Down Gunned Down
Slaughter house rules style
keeping their left hand out of view of their right,
right now
Going against the currents
Like swimming up the Nile
The totem pole has been knocked down now
There is no more competition which makes me frown
upon window blinds

RUNNED DOWN GUNNED DOWN
the proper word is “ran”
its past tense of run which I just did
now I’m passed tensed
this will go unfinished....
......................
But it will end with YOU


runned down, gunned down.