spirit man

Light beams strip the sense of being alone away and as the
darkness fades it  gives way to the truth that was I
or at least what i used to be
a spirit man who was the epitome of freedom, his
wings like eagles swayed and birthed destruction at the the whine of a thought.
to young to care
to blunt to know
wasnt until the dream of what was real became reality
like an apple on a tree the gravity pulled me down
down to earth to become the seed of man
born to a single mother making my world fatherless seemingly damned
the birth right of the spirit man never left the kid
he couldnt be held back by anything not even his sin.
He stole killed cheated his way into or out of anything
to young to care
to blunt to know
but the time came when death knocked on the door
it came and freed him for his human folklore
 And Enraged with His situation fire rained down with his tears
 And lightning bolts thundered from the pit of we was
 He shook the earth from it's a very foundation and made music from the screams of the innocent
 For he was lost He was scared