Last Words

Beware- because haven’t we all been in that place
where- you felt like forced to fall from grace
dreams might change, but never stop the chase
some stumble through the haze, while others race
in search for truth, trust which we try to trace
we’ll cross ways, regardless of your speed & pace
what a waste, truth you cannot reform or replace
so many heroes forgotten & silenced by the graves
love & loyalty lasts, even when far from home base
no ‘poetic justice’, so like Pac pray for ‘better dayz’
you relate, the same struggle, just a different face
always be careful whose ideas & words you embrace
and who you freely choose to follow, trust and praise
too late when you finally realize who & what betrays
enough said, little done, this rhyming is just a phase
beauty is hidden in the shades and it slowly fades
time to turn the page, welcome to this new age
you’re free, but your mind is caught in a mental cage
all these gimmicks are part of the play that they stage
in more than a sense, centuries away from our Golden Age