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All Part of The Process
Feel me.....
V. 1
My real first fight
had me to feel like
Esau, sellin my birth right
Up in the court room, handcuffed
Where life just became black and white
fighting for my life
(kung fu panda)
Bob Barker the brand was
From the jumpsuit to the slip-ons
Only had them collect calls to depend on
…..still, no answer
nor visit
for neither birthday or Christmas
Couldn’t decide what to put on my wish list
A new cell with or with no windows
One pencil, visible
The rest of the writing utensils
Invisible, stuffed into
the mattress (Contraband)
Red light. green light
programed to fight
then them punches land
Everytime feces fling off the fan
Let me be honest
Never felt it was right to be honest
Cuz I always felt like it was honest
that slowed down my progress
50 was my conscience (shot)
Jesus: “All part of the process.”
Amen!
V. 2
Relationships came and went
Came back around again with
Even more spirits,
supernaturally.
Actually, it was like Mary...
Kate without Ashley
Tryna make it a Full House.
matter-of-fact Larenz Tate
rather
On how,
And
Why do fools fall in love?
Til God has to pull 'em out?
He pulled me out of so many
When I thought I had a 10 piece
I lost plenty of joy 'n' peace
Coming out with not a penny
I was manipulated and I manipulated
The drama I couldn't take it
But still stayed with
As if I was ok with
I have to admit
God didn't lie
Too busy occupied
With trying to compromise
So I could stand on both sides
And keep in mind
what the Word says on double minds
Mind-as-well be the Mad Hatter
In Wonderland
Tip my hat to your Hand
Allowing the pain
from my decisions as it came
Making me sane.....
once again.
Still....all part of the process!
V. 1
My real first fight
had me to feel like
Esau, sellin my birth right
Up in the court room, handcuffed
Where life just became black and white
fighting for my life
(kung fu panda)
Bob Barker the brand was
From the jumpsuit to the slip-ons
Only had them collect calls to depend on
…..still, no answer
nor visit
for neither birthday or Christmas
Couldn’t decide what to put on my wish list
A new cell with or with no windows
One pencil, visible
The rest of the writing utensils
Invisible, stuffed into
the mattress (Contraband)
Red light. green light
programed to fight
then them punches land
Everytime feces fling off the fan
Let me be honest
Never felt it was right to be honest
Cuz I always felt like it was honest
that slowed down my progress
50 was my conscience (shot)
Jesus: “All part of the process.”
Amen!
V. 2
Relationships came and went
Came back around again with
Even more spirits,
supernaturally.
Actually, it was like Mary...
Kate without Ashley
Tryna make it a Full House.
matter-of-fact Larenz Tate
rather
On how,
And
Why do fools fall in love?
Til God has to pull 'em out?
He pulled me out of so many
When I thought I had a 10 piece
I lost plenty of joy 'n' peace
Coming out with not a penny
I was manipulated and I manipulated
The drama I couldn't take it
But still stayed with
As if I was ok with
I have to admit
God didn't lie
Too busy occupied
With trying to compromise
So I could stand on both sides
And keep in mind
what the Word says on double minds
Mind-as-well be the Mad Hatter
In Wonderland
Tip my hat to your Hand
Allowing the pain
from my decisions as it came
Making me sane.....
once again.
Still....all part of the process!
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