Lucky

My hearts a lyrical treasure    
Play her melody, I sing a song only an angel can hear  
Despite being undiscovered and unearthed    
My lover ear won’t be hindered  
It’s simply a measure of sight    
Depth between your hairline    
And under ya nose  
Tickle your senses  
Parallel to your physical existence  
My heart and mind is in this  
This lyrical fitness aims to prepare you and speak to you    
Like its written on the wall, off the wall for all to see  
I’m a transgenerational inspired lyrical angel  
Commonly known as a 80s baby  
Only mentioned for knowledge of the beginning  
Where it all started  
You’d love to hear    
Where it all got started    
An ATLien with New York blood
Grady baby but teacher  
Long before the crimson Sea was parted  
I was and am and is to come  
Mind sparked by forefathers  
That hanged on trees, jailed for screaming out Free Huey  
Beyond the grave crying out to me    
To sing of this eternal victory  
That it won’t be too long  
Not a voice to the voiceless but a string to that heavenly thing    
Harps as I harp on milk crates and soap boxes  
Shine my shoes to the blues once used to relate to the fences of the abused  
However,  
My loves a gem  
Far beyond rubies  
Radiating within    
The earth beneath  
Gives pulse to the sleepin’  
Now awakening to this controversial thing called  
A spiritual global warming  
Heads will roll, hearts burn  
With the truth of these words    
Melting the coldest of    
Gods frigidly frozen  
Boldness in the lonliest of tundras  
I reach under, to grasp those with  
Velvet glove and    
Iron fist and use this, music like  
Solid gold    
60’s rich  
70’s old  
80’s born  
Best of 3 a dimensional world  
Like past and present and future  
Infinite and  
Free  
I just want to be, like Lucy  
I’ll receive the greatest love of all    
One day  
When black butterflies are united under ignited skies  
Deja vus of unicorns and royalty  
A midnight star  
Fabulous as a rose Royce    
Cleva like the whispers  
Of that girl  
Wonder  
Full  
Of life    
Like every Friday  
Play that bon bon vie  
And some Teena Marie  
Liberty for all my  
Oliv-as  
Real and true    
Lost and found    
An ode to them    
Birthed and rebirthed  
Triumphant then    
Know that we gon make it  
Putting my own life on the line and  
Toasting  
To the good life  
Because I just wanna be there  
Give flowers when they are owed  
Just to not let Nas down    
Hip hop down  
My soul down  
Im going down just to show you  
I believe I can fly  
And I know I can  
Be what I wanna be    
With the stamina of a stallion it don’t matter the race  
100’s or 200’s    
I’m built for the 800  
The relay race  
Father send me a team that meant for me  
I’m destined win  
On my way to Canton like this hall of fame  
In which I’m reaching  
Of humility and pride  
Taking the crooked with the straights  
So we’ll all be straight  
Like a marathon I’ll just keep  
Running  
Running    
Til I see the powers pay homage to    
The greats    
And even the losers  
I know what not to do    
Being the change like Ghandi  
I’ll bring truth to the captive  
Rest to the weary  
A product of one in touch with her Creator  
Her Maker  
I cannot deny her…  
Throat chakra  
Time is of the essence  
My voice is my blessing  
A dream conceived in truth  
Can I remind ya’ll?  
It’ll never die ya’ll so as I let my soul cry ya’ll  
My pen won’t stop writing    
This vision    
Only God givin’  
To make it plain    
Whether Jew or Christian    
Bond or free  
It’s not up to me to judge who you’re gonna be  
Saint or sinner  
Or somewhere in between    
Just don’t take likely  
How lucky you are  
Your name written in stars  
Each one, teach one  
Teach, teacher!  
And all praises to the Most High  
That supplies every desire and need  
How    
Lucky we’ll all be    
When we all are free…