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| Black and Beautiful
by zeusg at 8/1/2009 9:37:19 AM
Born of a Dream, GoD says don't speak it outside tha poetry.
Icrosseachriver with Respect and let it flow with me.
I Know that she is soon to be seen, tha comfort and calm in tha form of a queen!
And thu her find my way ta tha definition of 2 dreams.
One of many can move mountains of hate to drop down tha Volcano.
But even there it blow with tha world as you bear a halo.
Myself waitin on a memory of Love to heal me from darin death.
Daddy gonna teach his Ruby tha move she need make ta shake tha hate til tha parent's death.
GoD will tha rebound have ME BOUND ta tha ta tha platform you have shown me?
I Am Humbled before you but often ignore you when you Lead me on paths so lonely.
In my Family house became despoused and was cast out head first.
I'll always be tha bastard son of every one Save a Life and be Dead First...
She has to come for GoD to be Right as He is always...
Echos Echo an' Echo down depressing half-lit hallways.
At tha end you see me talking to a ghost, but this is not so weak.
We Know,We Think,We Act, We Watch We re Act......don't Speak!
Act now and later do not be lost on any reflections of now.
Tha matter is not one of who can but a positive perspective of "how?"
Give me this day tha bread of Life that feed her body while she livin GoDly on this plane.
If she can't Glorify tha Righteous Path AllAsOne or All in Chains...
She gonna heal me but not make me forget where my Only home is...
With no Son an No Daughter in sight I Might Be tha Father that comes home Homeless.
I shall see what Dream is Truest when pain is cruelest and foolishly addictive.
I Know I cannot put in harm's way my Daughter with a fight or plots vindictive... ...... ...
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