A writer lyrical fighter delivering souls to the light and out of the fire come with me
Look outside and what do I see? A giant shopping mall from coast t… Turn on tv and what do I see? Advertisements sublimanly telling… Talk to most people and what do I…
An hour till the clock chimes. I’ll help you see with my rhymes, that time is almost up for this na… Reality will lift the vail. Many will go to jail.
arrested for self medicating something worth contemplating the plants are God’s gift they’re holding it from you for pr… they want you to get sick
In the camp now trains have the earthquakin loud holding your baby’s hand you’re both shaking now never imagined that it could happe…
Free your mind You’re walking blind Free your mind You’re living a lie Free your mind
People die every day, Children collateral damage from th… The only thing I can say Is that it hurts me in every way To see my brothers and sisters dyi…
My secrets, will you keep them? Our memories, have you deleted the… The lies, will you repeat them? Right now my soul keeps bleedin My heart, it is dead inside.
Meditation. Best form of psychological medicat… A worl wind of problems knocking a… Sit silently and breathe. Become the eye of the storm.
There’s no reason to pull a trigge… He’s your brother man. Can’t you understand? Stop shooting and hold their hand. Let’s make a plan.
call me weird because I like to go to the beach and meditate. The booze, music, and simple mindedness, just aids in spreading the hate. You’re being told to act like this in order to ...
Just can’t find a way out, there’s no escaping. Can’t seem to figure this out, the times escaping. Me!
Struggle all week till Friday pour some shots and drink the pain… regret our decisions come Saturday Sunday say thanks, bow heads and p… Monday is back to start again
Having the eyes open, a blessing a… Too few can relate and understand. Too few can think for themselves. Too few can see the world for how… 7 billion people so why do we feel…
What makes you be you? What makes me be me? Could it be what we’re subjected t… in our individual realities? If I grew up in your shoes,