Ain’t it funny how life can feel like late forever right around the corner from the

next What the

kcuf?! Awakening on the deck of a nocturnal ship sailing on the high seas of eternity without
wind for ya sails stuck. All the while slipping on the sands of time. The central reasons why I
inhale then exhale my God’s green leaf to ease my often troubled mind. Seeing myself
drowning in the river of tears she cried. The lights are on, eyes wide open, but ever so delicately
fried in her mind. Time when lost is never regained. These scars that entwine my body are my
eloquent reminders of my struggles, and survival of the flame. So you can tell from my previous
verses, that there is a lot of pain bouncing around in my brain. On my notebook pages the ink
runs lines blurred tear stained. Now remember I said these are just some of the things bouncing
around in my head. Being myself is all that I can do. When it comes down to it you should do
you, as a good book I once read said “To Thy Own Self Be True”.

Extrapolated thoughts I find linger like long forgotten ghosts in my head’s dark hallways they
haunt. Epiphany’s tease, flirt, and in my mind they taunt. Like an unborn child with the
umbilical cord wrapped around its neck at birth for this life I’ve fought. So many street scenes I
have witnessed, and with my own two eyes seen. A few cats had beef, so some ass cuttins had
to be delivered and received. All of this and a lot more I made it through unscathed GOD speed.
I took time as a youth to educate my mind, so that when I got older I could water my seed. Now
these days I get to watch them grow up developing into strong life trees. Caught up in daily life
sometimes I can’t see the forest for the trees.

Existing in the now with mine human heart infused in this form of GOD’s creation with brand
new man made parts. A perfect example of Man and Machine, as if I were born a Marvel comic
book character I stand in between. Marvel at me I wish you could have seen what I’ve seen in
the telling of truth beauty is a beast I mean. If I valued you enough maybe thoughts of you
could bounce around in my head like these other things.

Come fly with me at a hundred and fifty miles per hour as we get high on the highway. I can’t
drink and drive, but I can smoke and fly that’s what in my mind I say. Play? Not a game, song, or
radio do I play. Come my way trying stunts, and get rolled over as if it were Dre Day and I can
come out legally spraying my AK.

These are just some of the thoughts that bounce around in this head of mine each and every
day.