While I'm Rapping

Things happen while I'm rapping, soul tapping
Worry our whole lives on things that never happen
Wound in a ball of yarn steady unwrapping
And when the end is reached that's the story played backwards

Rather take flight than take action
Lend a loan of time to self proclaimed mavericks, what's lacking?
An emptiness that's too opaque to fathom
An openness that's free of sarcasm

Just asking..
Where is man who yields his own lantern?
And fixates his word with a passion?
Steady do these fables rise, in my mind and through these eyes
Intermixed with joys and sighs, heavy cuts and lullaby

This moment free of all disguise, a crochet and a pattern
A symbol nor a standard, nor mathematicians average
Just me.. speaking out and willing to receive
I see the moment that we grieve is the moment we reprieve

Recover.. than pass the knowledge back to one another
Open up the dusted book just to rediscover
An archive of all wonder, the thunder of the summer
The fall of fortresses, and life's steady metamorphosis

You see...Things happen while I'm rapping, soul tapping
Cast a net into pools of thought, just to release what I'm catching
Strive again to strike a chord, to realize what I'm lacking
In the end the words are just a fraction

Method to Cope

Just one of those days that nothing starts my way
Sat staring into decay, a whole life on replay
Makes me smirk that I look like I jerk
When I speak,think or feel all the things that don't work

And everything apart from sunshine looks superficial
The cloudy skies, the shallow eyes, the lows and highs we live through
There's no fire in my belly, air in my lungs, earth 'neath my feet
Steady pacing off beat on blacktop and concrete

Calculate odds, risk, gains, expectation
Without a clue to what I was facing
Now I'm flagrant at the process of aging
Much like the smile of a mother whose beauty is fading

And yeah I've been fighting when my senses are heightened
Towards a stance and a state of esteem that's enlightened
But voices back me like "why are you writing?"
"what do you live for? why get excited?"

A familiar black whole positioned inward towards soul
Just like summer construction it be blocking the roads
To grow, to sew, something sweet as a cherry
Leaving the mean and unsavory to seem nessacary

Now there's work to be done, better leave it at that
Shoot I'll be tending the garden somewhere far off the map
Got a problem with that? mellow down have a smoke
And may we all find a method to cope..

Testimonial

testimonial, love in the air and the spirits chaperonial
A brilliant man leaves the bust stop to backpack home
Cheerleaders in a field steady call lead him on
Though he walks a new road he sings the same song

It's dangerous and treacherous they don't want to see him leave
But he had to.. gets the feeling they don't want to see him breath
And it hurts so bad to unveil and see
Those same sets of eyes don't want to see him succeed


See what this man aims for a  preposition to be
A believer an achiever of his wildest dreams
Ignite.. flames of passion with a regular match stick
Leave drapes to fashion, the mouses to mavericks

Being special aint a thing, what will a new day bring
Many sights to see, keeping good company
By the side of a stream; accompanied by sun's gleam

As the river flows
He widdles away at prose
Knowing himself no longer victim
To it's undertow

And you too can grow
To pursue your being
Just because your all knowing
Doesn't make you all seeing

In this scene serene, you can call it life
And if it don't answer, go ahead and call it twice
Destructive design or a paradise
Try taking a leap go head and roll the dice

N' another one

See what is word without essence, and preach without message?
I'd rather be a humble weed that colors the desert
King on the throne or petty peasant
My flow in control so the words are just messin'

You see, to degree, as do I so do we
Amidst technicality tho times align perfectly
...In my wildest dreams ...
perhaps I'm afraid
That it won't be okay, that I won't make the grade
But it's cool we pass on transition the next
Somewhere down the road two paths are going to connect

Take time introspect life starts giving me things
The joy or the strife that situations can bring
Made me wish I was younger, more in touch with the wisdom
To see past the past and beyond criticism
To not forge the future from current condition
But what do I know after all I'm just spittin'

Life for the Taking

Ether Isolation or confrontation
Liveliness or simple patience
All our lives are in the making


Maybe in you, or possibly me
Lies a beauty ourselves cannot see


Stall to hold out, move to let loose
Documents are shredded so no more proof
Equations exposed to be lacking in truth
Man.. endless possibilities tune in to fathom
Inside the core a biting sarcasm
So **** it, I'll share it, observed and processed
Out of my element still making progress
Be still let it progress
Shake out the arrest, forget about the rest
Cause the journey aint a name, or a feel, or a scent
It's a never ending creation of what we implement
Live it with love, why not?
Bump the songs that state the block is hot
Would you rather live to rot
Sit and plot, spot a dot
Eggs and ham and hop on pop?
Stationed on my cinder block
Skin and teeth and liquid drops
Purple sky's and mountain tops
Suddenly this sequence stops

Silence and a grim suprise
Deep within these hazel eyes
Far away beneath disguise
A light will shine, I'll be alive