I am presenting this to bring awareness to a need because of a drought. The need is for the product of hard work. An understanding that to move forward there must first be growth. A desire to go beyond self, but it must first start with self. A no quit mentality must be adopted and maintained to begin to combat the drought on the truth. In the characteristics of certain individuals I have begun to see results. Now I know nothing on this level happens over night. So as a perk of the time I have begun to see sunshine. And because of the drought one can not get complacent. So working not only to continue for self is a product of the need. The need is just a reflection of love, dedication to show change and be different. At this point in this epidemic, I see there are some that do not shy away from the issue. As it is addressed head-on some try to embrace the influential change, but again it must first start with self. No longer is there an easy way out hence the start of the drought. "Everything isn't for everybody" is a truth that was told to somebody, passed on to a nobody that helped start the drought. Can we say this has just started the past four decades? NO! But over time this has gotten worse. Can we change or put an end to the need? Only if the need begins to produce. And the mindset for change must not become a lost cause, or we just further the need. So can we continue to put forth the effort for something new, that isn't really new? So let my acknowledgment of the need, put an end to a drought that you've been goin through.
POETIC
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The harmony of chaos gets lost
Like no strings on guitars Yo pulse can be found in flames of true hearts Out backdrops have no sounds, but there are Destinations in our towns, our homes And definition in our crowns The trash is just a mask to cover up our past So what you see is not what you get But if you care, take a risk This world is my world
It’s nun’ but I have to get out I hate this color and I miss my mother I need my son and have to help my brother This mimic will not be continued Or stifled with time I will explode but never erode And the pictures from the past won’t last Tarnished steel or broken glass But shining bright light polished brass POETIC Hold up stop, pain and separation for the hatian cops
Lil spaces, colored faces, orange letter, and black top The protection for the direction it requires Meditation but who gon’ shop This piece is from overseas But please, just breathe When you look at somethin’ do you see what it is or what it can be
A lil critiquing fine tuning to bring out its true beauty So I ask her When you look in the mirror Do you see what the world see or are you tryin to get the world to see what you see And as you recognize they lies and get hip to yo fate that you great Are you surprised that these simple people hate See some have an eye for the end result but because of they faults they try to keep the world in the dark That stankin thankin say I ain't gone accept them to be better than me That’s why snitchin’ at an all time high and the whole world gone be blind because they still believe it’s an eye for an eye But anywho I was never good at going from A to Z Hell I got a hard enough time going from A to B without combining the letters for Bae and Be But that just me going beyond what others can not see They closed minded thinking and impossibilities See I pink ain't nothin but baby red And that baby gone only grow based off of what that baby get feed Mind, Body and Soul It all start with that baby head And if she ever gon’ be Queen it’s gon’ begin with the princesses in dat baby bed POETIC! |
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