Thursday, September 13, 2007

Cleansing Rain

In the backdrop of
Night fights with sleep
I refuse naps until my
Meditations spells are complete
And the filthy, dirty nasty
That I feel inside
Feels coated and my facial inhibitions
Begin to subside
So let it rain from the heavens and
Its waters wash away the pain
Until my tummy settles calm
And my vision no longer wanes
Until my story becomes a real one
And my existence, I no longer feign
Until history is nothing but the truth
And my deeds no longer in vain

As a day beats me up
with its work and its heat
Too tired to eat
I slave when left over feats
Of passion and duty
When I walk among the elated
A steady diet of cig breaks
And my stomach keopectated
Helps me excrete the stress
That's overtaken me of late
Close my eyes to gain a reprieve
But all I do is dream out my fate
I’ll keep my eyes on the watch
Until my tiny pupils dilate
I’ll keep my eyes on the watch
Until my spirituality forsakes

For health and beauty I wait
I’m shielded from the sun
Maintain my composures
‘Cuz I don’t want to seem undone
And like this life ‘o mine
I know it ain’t all no fun
Some days I wanna pick-up
And just run, run, run
From this place and myself
I see nothin’ more left
So like a wandering nomad
I leave to go and find what’s best
But I know I can’t see naked
Until my eyes are undressed
So I remove my sunglasses
To reveal to me what’s blessed

I got a family to consider
No they ain’t here yet
But, I feel the living inside me
Like my heart in my chest
I want to earn to be dead
Nonetheless, I spearhead my life
I want more than status quo
I want more than children and a wife
I don’t want no inner strife
But I use it as motivation
All I want is to find inner peace
Now I’m preaching to the congregation
I wanna feel whole again
I’m sick of human segregation
‘Cuz if we continue down this path
It’ll be I seeking separation

I want, I want cleansing rains
To cascade over me
Remove the rust from my eyes
So I can finally see
Though the world ain’t great
What I think is bad, can’t be
Because no culture of people should
Have to suffer while the rest are at feast
Daily, like my warm showers
Or my cool, calculated thoughts
‘Cuz peace of mind comes internally
Can’t be store bought
So linger in your mind, I will. . .until you say,
"Thank Lord Almighty for just this one more day!"

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