Wednesday, January 21, 2009

ADRIAN JOHNSTON

I don't know how to explain it but I feel all alone,
And I can't blame anybody because the fault is my own,
But maybe it's just not my time oh Lord,
I can't help it, it still runs through my mind oh Lord,
As I walk through the crowd trying to hold my tears back,
Looking for my happiness but I don't know where it's at,
It's right there so I know I gotta get it,
So I reach out my hand but the distance is tremendous,
It used to be within a one foot radius,
Now I'm saying to myself, "dag I ain't making it",
But I'm no quiter, it's still there so I'm chasing it,
And since it ain't kill me it will only turn to greatness kid,
I have to grind out, grind my whole mind out,
And I know I have people right here to help me ride out,
And I will go hard, harder than I thought I would,
It's easy for me to get hot like a log of wood.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

DREAMS

A man lays his hat to rest content in his actions of yesterday
In his slumber, he HAS A DREAM about righting the wrongs of yesteryear
Dreams filled with revelations of proclamations of the emancipation
Of those contstricted by discrimination and dare I say it hateration
He wakes and wastes not even a second on the fake
Real eyes realize real lies, and he realizes what is at stake
Death is around the corner, but he takes a breath and mocks the coroner
His soul longs to feel familiar, but injustice makes even the president a foreigner
He sees others claiming the same, similar don't make it equal
Hiding their true intentions behind the facade of seperate but equal?
How do u separate wihout having to pepertuate errors that made racisim legal
The truth will make the situation hairy, so we choose to emblamize a bald eagle
The only bird I emblemize is one that soars, and soars, and soars, and soars
And has sores but doesn't mind them because he know what he did form'em
Land of the free, home of the brave
How brave is it to look at an innocent neighborhood and launch a grenade
Then again, who am I to say war is wrong
I'm fighting battles with my mind, just to make my mind strong
If Lance armstrong can fight cancer and livestrong
And a man named Hussein can run a country full of andersons and armstrongs
Then anything is possible
Maybe I can be president one day
Oh wait I was born in Africa, that's not even probable
OR IS IT?

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

UNTITILED

Living in a world of so many lies and deceit
Blinded by the blizzard of agony and defet
But the winter shall pass, and give way to the spring
Where one withers, another opportunity springs
Always moving on first instinct, no time for sloppy seconds
Enjoying every minute of the day, basking in the seconds
"Everywhere I go, there's always something to remind me, of another place in time"-Royksopp
Pardon my melodic Illeteracy, better yet excuse my non-rhythmic soul
I'm marching to the beat of my own drum, deaf to the stories the world told
Son of Cecilia and Augustus, Blood of a kind and the heart of a slave
While they chase fas money, I'drather learn a trade
Circumstances got mother Africa's chldren in a foreign land dodging grenades
Wanna break down and cry, but a though of my my brother I'd rather behave
If not for nothng else, I gottaplay a role for him to model
My depth cannot be comprehended, so just classify me as shallow

VERNACULAR ALPHABET

Alertly assessing achievements and their ramifications
Boldly belligerent when dealing with the blindly bold
Corrected by criticism in case i get overheated
Denied all access, but still I find my way in
Everlasting exuberance emitted by every second
Failure is a first, but subsequently persistence
Ghastly ghouls get gatted by God's gargantuan goonies
Hellish preoccupations give heathens hallucinations
Inconsistently Illegitimate, yes I am I indoubitably
Joyously jolly, jugement is justifiable by jehovah
Kryptonite to killers, I criple their inhibitions
Laxed lolligaging and laziness lead to latent potential
Man on a mission, missing not even the miniscule
Never nailing the coffin, there's more demons to fit in it
Openly open, often ostracized, I'm a pariah
Praying and policking, probably perceived as a perpetrating liar
Quenching my thirst for eloquence only achievable by my provider
Reaching the ureachable, chase my goals like they're dire
Samuel searches for seasoned cynics and thurns them into supporters
Tried and tribulated...tssss...attribute my posture to intuition
Underestimated by you,potential of a superman watch me uuuuuule
Very vivrant and vivacious, voice your opinions if you want to
Wiser than wisdom, my words work when your words play
Xylophonous rythm, make even ex exorcists feel sexy
Yearning for learning, to question Y is rhetorical
ZZZZZZZ....forget the snooze button,i'll rest when I get to the zenith

NEW NEW

New year, new fears, tears and dillemmas
For all those I've hurt this year, i hope you can remember
That I 'm the same guy who wiped your tears in september
Calmed your soul, silenced your fears in november
Best friends by summer, ya ace boon by mid june
But ying turned to yang once we entered the bedrooom
We can't stand each other because you would rather fall
You're ready to enter the game, but i'd rather scrimmage before I ball
Push came to shove, now we reaching for peroxide
When emotions inivolved, you ain't letting spit slide
With the tears running down your cheeks, I look into your eyes
I wipe the tears from your nose, cuz i don't want you digesting lies
Fake tears mean nothing, don't say i'm cold hearted
I told you to keep it plutonic, now look what you done started