Memoirs

Thinking over the memoirs
As I look up into the stars
I feel all the old scars
With hope still shining afar

All the tragedy, insanity, and calamity
With each breath there’s intensity
Draining quickly all my energy
What’s left of me is in jeopardy

What this world does is blasphemous
And the ways of it aren’t at all prestigious
The declarations being made aren’t religious
Because most claiming it are instead venomous

The destruction is of our own doing
Hatred instead of love is accruing
That pressure of us lost in our own things
Is what’s keeping us from the grace we should be experiencing

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The Lost

When they tell you that you’re worthless
And that you have no purpose
They aren’t jealous or even over zealous

Just lost

When they belittle your accomplishments
Accusing your progress of having insignificance
They aren’t right, they may possibly be looking for a fight

But still… just lost

Calling you different based on a pigment
Classifying something with ignorance
Doesn’t make them correct no matter their dialect

Just lost

When they try to abuse you
No matter what it is you do
That shows hatred is around and no love is found

So pray for… the lost

Collateral

Kids against cops and cops against kids
Media propaganda trying to brainwash our judgment
When will it all end
The influence of hatred on the matter behind our eyelids

We get “pro” tips, but are left with tricks
Each piece of advice leading to nothing nice
False bravado to antagonize a desired outcome
Leading us slowly down the road to a wretched kingdom

Tainted dark nights around the clock
The fountain overflows with the weight of each rock
All the hearts stop because the brain is washed
Too many focused on the wrongs to avoid responsibilities at all costs

So many souls lost for the dream of fame
Fifteen minutes and it’s all defamed
Slanderous cancer eating away at the hopes and dreams of each person
Getting the negative criticisms to make our moods worsen

With the mountains that we’re forced to climb
We should know there is far better out there worth our time
I’ve found it and I hope you can to
Before time runs out under the sky so blue

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