JOURNEYS ( FORGOTTEN STORIES) TO BE CONTINUED

I MAKE INK, RUN OFF THE LINES

THESE ARE MY TEARS, IT'S THE WAY I CRY

I PRESS INK TO THE PAD TO HUMBLE MY LIFE

AND THE THINGS I'VE BEEN THRU.
 
MY NOTEBOOK PAGES SPEAK STORIES THAT JUMP FROM ME INSIDE OF YOU

PAGE AFTER PAGE..LINE AFTER LINE
 
SO CAUGHT UP IN LIFE.. THIS CONTINOUS FIGHT.

I REMEMBER WHEN LOVE HAD AH CURE

NOW YOU HAVE TO GIVE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE .JUST TO GET SANE

IT'S CRAZY THIS LIFE PLAYS SO MANY GAMES

SO MUCH POVERTY IT'S AH SHAME

BEATEN AND RAPED CHILDERN ,EVEN ONES WITH NO NAME

SINGLE MOTHERS TRYNA PROVIDE,SHAMED BY AH MAN THEY LOOSE ALL HOPE

LOOKIN FOR WAYS OUT, JUST WANTING TO COPE..

LIL GIRLS STUCK AT HOME RAISING THEIR SIBLINGS

NO WAY OUT ,THIS HOPELESS ENDING

LIL BOYS TRYNA BECOME MEN.NO FATHER TO SHOW THEM THIS LIFE OF SIN

I WRITE HOPING YOU'LL UNDERSTAND THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THEN WHAT YOU CAN CARRY IN YOUR POCKETS AND HANDS.

THAT MAYBE YOU CAN EASE THE JOURNEY OF AH HOMELESS MAN..
OR MAYBE YOU CAN HELP AH WOMAN IN NEED..
SO OVERDOSED ON PAIN .SHE JUST NEEDS AH LIL RELIEF..

MAYBE MY WORDS WILL HELP YOU UNDERSTAND.WE ARE GIVIN LIFE
DONT TAKE IT AT THE COST OF ANOTHER SOULESS HAND...