I am chosen 2 be spoken word
had you heard of a "greatdayinthemorning" You'd be blind like Steveland Morris, but perceptive with your blind eyes seeing clear
holding fears in the palms of your hands like rose petals kissed softly by the morning dew
I'm asking you not one thing, but I tell you things to see what comes about
What awakend thought brings
2 b conscious 2 many ideas brimming 10- fold cold & calculating, marinating with good intentions
paying attention 2 the dimensions giving slack 2 where there is tension
I mention not my father & his son, the martyr to whom I owe so much, but I am unable 2 repay
STAY
Be still & be real 2 yourself & 2 those who are in your circle and even though you love them, they'll hurt you
even though they surround you, they'll desert you and you must be strong
Your faith must b long & tested like the hardest metal & your courage up 2 par by far
English man running with an american accent & black skin like an african
the souls of my kin no longer watch over me 'cause we've moved 2 far from the old teachings


:) go b a role model 2 someone 2day