that the world is more than mine.. A diamond does not make you shine.. if you construct.. then design.. like the social contract.. then sign.. if you write.. then authorize.. if you are evil.. then demoralize.. if that is not word.. imagine.. if you never get it.. then envision having.. if you are social.. then politic.. if you are in trouble.. think how you got in it.. actually its better is you reason.
the last pharaoh.. just reason. 9.14.11. keep your third open.
How I’m feeling.. you should not care.. you were so appealing.. got me questioning how you got there.. whether I was believing the lies.. you were not easing the cries.. yet you thought I was doing wrong.. to find out you were all along.. I have known you for years.. which I why I bleed tears.. you said it was you and I.. thank you for the unity.. couldn’t see where we would land.. here is my mutiny.. I sat there listening to your scrutiny.. So now you apologize in losing me.. relationships are supposed to be 50/50 according to your mouth.. well this one jumped shipped because our relations went south.. staring at the ceiling in disgust.. like leaving you is a must.. but I can’t due to the lust.. penetrating your body like blood flowing.. but nobody was present at this showing.. looking in the mirror and all is see is Mike.. ending this terror by coming to the light.. no tweets, texts Facebook messages or calling my phone.. because when I called you for help.. God.. there was no dial tone.
reason.
It doesn’t make sense how much we have in common.. Your body of work could be displayed in bombing.. The birthplace of yours.. Can easily be traveled.. To where I wouldn’t want us to unravel.. Your personality is so well rounded.. 360 degrees.. left astounded.. From the first time I saw you I was in awe.. Even the attraction to objects in a designer store.. As long as you keep it real and speak from the heart.. You’ll have something I can feel.. here goes our start.. Started out in the park.. progressing to food for thought.. I can’t express this high that I caught.. Always involved or interested in what I’m doing.. How could it not be you I’m pursuing.. Your past I’m not worried about.. I see the better days.. Where everything is not in what the letter says.. But mostly by the images you portray.. Letting pixelated images cause you to go astray.. The face is what I’m attracted to.. excusing your body of work.. Forget what the masses do.. every tear equates to a smirk.. The way you are feels good to me.. I don’t want it to change.. Unless we grow stronger.. I’m willing to rearrange.. Acapella or instrumental.. this my bye.. I’m infatuated with you.. like I’m from the Chi.
reason.
the god martin luther king jr. was assassinated yesterday’s date in 1968.. Nonviolence and your overall philosophy is still being practiced.
Budden > *.
is very difficult. It is crazy seeing a lot of my old classmates with kids, still on the corners or in jail.. like I remember when I used to want to be a lot of these dudes.. just cause they had the newest everything.. now I wouldn’t go back to the hood for anything.. so many.. scratch that.. too many of them are incarcerated.. can’t do anything with their lives.. feeling hopeless.. a lot of these leaders are not stepping up.. it is crazy if you ever saw the correlation between king and x and big and pac.. like they are.. meaning the government.. has silenced them all.. cointelpro and the black panther party still angers me.. the lack of education and awareness is scary.. but I’ll be back later.
Peace God.






