Let’s have a conversation for a second because there is what we call the day and what we call the night. As a teen I was not invited to the VIP section. Beautiful women whom me and all of the little somewhat good boys dreamed of being with were in the VIP section. They were ushered into the higher circles for mating season. The reality is that the so called good boys were not invited and in reality we got the left overs. The tears, the forgotten children, and the scars of wearing black in the shadows so walk with me in this piece. The so called good boys saw the naked pictures, the soft and hard porn while we dreamed at night of having good wives. We were not accepted, but that is not what this piece is about so stay with me, don’t leave me alone again please. Numb and digesting the preacher’s heavenly message the so called good boys saw them on the VIP list also while we so called good little boys were sent to hell suffering in a small room alone studying for the test fantasizing about sexual screams that we yearned for in the night. There’s drugs and alcohol at these VIP parties. As I walk through hell, yes, I see dead presidents having sex with little black innocent slaves, I see rich entertainers moon and sea walking across the ocean of fire, but in this I see a part of all of us, I see priest with innocent little children trying to grab my robe to save them from burning in the lake of fire. As I ride my black horse my wings span across the world, so who am I? I’m a sinner that will not throw stones because in a way I wanted to be just like them, but I couldn’t stomach the guilt and the memories of taking souls. The jealousy and the envy of the common man to kill for his common desires to be accepted, but most of all to be loved. This piece is dedicated to all of the women that have been in my life with unsettled spirits, in the end I got what I asked for, and that is to be alone with God. As I walk through hell and the valley of death reborn in the middle world only to sleep in the night and awake in the day trying to excel to a higher realm I leave my sins to be washed away by my brother the Christ. He walks with me, he talks with me, and he is showing me the way home. It’s like day and night, I pray that what they see in him they see in me because when the sun shines the birds sing and at night the freaks come out of all of us.
Day & Night
If God gave us the power to think and be like the Gods before us, then let us lead our brothers and sisters to the promised land.
In the day we awake and in the night we dream, so follow me, it’s like
Day & Night.
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