As I looked out on the sea today
The waters were oh so blue
And as I looked out I thought of you
You once walked on water they say
Sometimes I wish I could do the same
If only I was Peter, no I’m John
Still a name of thunder I don
I want this to mean something for me
I have a request for the son
Wash away the meaningless I see
I long for the day my journey’s begun
What a man am I
Oh no man am I
What a man am I
Oh no man am I
Make me a man
A man of God
There lies a mirror in front of me
The mirror’s character is not there
I only wish a reflection of thee
For this I never cease to stare
You were a man of lived devotion
You gave it all, all your attention
To pray, and live and love and die
In this you revealed your Godly intention
In Christ now, I want follow suit say I
Let us die, let us die
Then from our graves we will fly
What a man am I
Oh no man am I
What a man am I
Oh no man am I
Make me a man
A man of God
Help me to see the broken sod
The narrow road is winding down
I will follow the path you have trod
And soon we will hear your trumpet sound
I will be like the father I’ve found
We will hear his trumpet sound
Let us see his true life’s reflection
Even in this broken mirror
The broken mirror that lies on the ground
This is the place where I throw down my struggles, my thoughts, my reflections. I will be posting stories, poetry, and whatever else I find interesting to write about. Here I let my mind play, I spill my guts, or let my creative juices flow. I'm honest with myself and you, the reader about what I'm thinking and dealing with, be it pretty or otherwise. So read on and see what goes on in the mind of a post grad who thinks too much, as I burn the midnight oil.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
A Rapper and a Poet?
| And 2Morrow Today is filled with anger fueled with hidden hate scared of being outcast afraid of common fate Today is built on tragedies which no one wants 2 face nightmares 2 humanities and morally disgraced Tonight is filled with rage violence in the air children bred with ruthlessness because no one at home cares Tonight I lay my head down but the pressure never stops knawing at my sanity content when I am dropped But 2morrow I c change a chance 2 build a new Built on spirit intent of Heart and ideals based on truth and tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride 2 know I fought with all my heart 2 keep my dream alive Tupac Shakur I find this poem to be very interesting, coming from such a controversial rapper as Tupac. I did not know he had published poetry until I was reading an article from the NY Times and happened upon this information. It is not surprising that a rapper would write poetry, but what is surprising maybe, is that he recognized the problems of his society, of his day, that these issues apparently worried him. It is easy to think of rappers as mere thugs, to assume that they live a life of mere ignorance and luxury. I think that works such as this can serve to remind us of humanity, and that we are indeed all dynamic, we must remind ourselves of this before we pass judgement on our human brothers and sisters based on the image we think we know of people. |
Friday, February 11, 2011
Scorpion’s Liberation
When I crawled out from my rock of hiding
I saw all things under a whole new lighting
I thought even then I was living with the lion’s mane
The truth is I still fought not with teeth but with tail
Lost I took a wrong turn off the plain
Even as I saw myself on a dark trail
I continued to sting using only my tail
Though the lion is also brave
The scorpion has his stave
A man can be both kind and cruel
To others and himself he may be a fool
An odd creature he is, that can change
Yes we can be changed, we cannot be tamed
You see there is needed a catalyst
Yes I see it
It will set us free
Yes I see it
There is a light coming down from a heavenly tree
If only to get there, all new men we are now
And once again new we will be
I feel the weight of life bearing down
But even now there is a hope that resounds
It is light it is love, all things from above
Now so fast my lion heart beats
Even as my scorpion body bleeds
The lion’s mane from that wound leads
Right up until the end
A message the light will not send
Even as the lion is bursting forth
Only when it comes will my heart head north
There is a battle for the grounds of you too
Listen to the light it’ll set you free soon
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