the silence is deafening....with every breath of mother earth.../
why is it that there are children like pimps lying dead in a hurst.../
for doing nothing wrong, living more righteous and sinless/
then rapist and catholic priests get their sentences suspended/
the youth has been robbed, hoodwinked, destroyed, and blodily ended/
but national leaders only see dollar sign$ and try to have the peoples verbal sentences suspended/
take away civil liberties, freedoms, thoughts and beliefs.../
bodies from the wreckage, the suspense is infinite, taking peoples pride within their sheets/
forcing bodily fluids to seep, stain denim, fabrics, and the make-up of ur DNA/
our innocence has been lost as we all become more of a flock and follow Mary's sheep but we pray/
for forgiveness, atonement, a second chance, for life to fix itself while we sleep and open the door to a new day/
when could a code determine ur whole life's goals from diamonds back into coals and still ignorant shit we say?/
the present is the most important time in history yet i live oblivious and blissfully/
caught up in selfish goals like the future "misses me" and who misses me, or credit scores, depreciated value of life, and why jesus keeps missing me/
i see u as the aura, the holy light as u encompass my tomb/
i'm here to haunt, gain attention, and merely exist for i am a fetus and this is my womb/
but no nutrients enter my temple...i feel disgarded and disgraced, like the egyptian culture i too have been defaced/
cast me as a relic into the past as useless as word on wide ruled paper that has clearly been erased/
but when i do have an audience i have no choice but to make a lasting impression as a confession that we have all struggled and sinned/
trying to buy my way back into grace with haste but its hard when there was something so beautiful that i chose to waste so i am penned/
left to serve a sentence of everlasting, relentless pain and despair for my lack of courage and care/
so it is these reasons that i try to gain ur attention and force u to stare, but not focus for i am merely a glare/
or a glimpse into ur self, ur pride, ur beliefs, ur distaste for the way that one may live that's contrived to fit these agnostic societies/
to enlighten ur purpose, show ur reflection, the misconceptions and the waste of believing in common propieties/
this is the purpose that i capture ur imagination to be ur muse, ur bitch, ur lover, ur friend, ur brother and ur enemy/
if i dont have those then my statement was useless and ur soul has been lost but i still try to break the spell so concededly/
