The best poet - Who is good

SBYRD5 · 02-08-2003, 02:16 PM

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Alone Outside

Through childhood...one wants to belong,
To feel the inbracement of peers,
Through any means...even join cliques,
Yet inside our souls are dreary,

My soul demands to have it's own unique taste,
Yet we tend to deny from giving our soul....food,
We poison them...in being followers in which we disbelieve,
I'm one of GOD's SONS...in what I believe..

I'm a bouncer in the tides of my homeland,
Supposed as an ignorant follower without direction,
I remain silent even though I scream tears inside,
Which is the direction of the tide?
Is it really my choice to fight the tide...

My parents...never gave me direction,
Yet I'm alone in ideas of this world of war,and production,
I'm outside writing my soul to paper..soon it will reach other souls,
Those to far to be reached by my oral words...maybe my writing can reach them...

Perhaps,...yet will they respond in agreeing or in uncomprehending manner.....

Look at my banner it shows my rage,
And hate,and even my will to keep my pride,
Now..I see pride as ignorance,
To be pride full you will only lose,

Enlightment is a long road to walk,
Yet I come closer to it by each passing day,
The road to Enlightment is a road that must be traveled alone,
So I'm outside in this world of culture,and machines,

And I realize everyone walking past me is going there own direction,

It's time I walked mine,

I won't shame my last name in that direction either,
I will have the dreams of my father..my mental sibling,and myself to insure now,

When my father died he was angry..angry because he didn't have the strenght to control his life.
He looked at me his only son to have success were he had fallen weak,and defeated.
When he had seen me fail he wanted me to have perfect success with my goals.....

From what I was taught to believe my father won't join me in me in Thugz Mansion.
No matter how I live my life from this day onward it will be to my best,

When I die..if he is judged to be with me after that death..then he will see that his son was a boy,and became a true man.
Thats what I'm striving for....If we can't be together then he will look above and see a mans tears crying for him to ease the pain of his heart....and him alone...must be the way the fates played our cards...

Because some how...I'm going to make right of my life...

and....I'm still outside...walking my journey...accept this time I'm going somewhere....

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SBYRD5 Banned Senior Member Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: North Carolina Posts: 6,549 Post Thanks / Like Thanks (Given): 0 Thanks (Received): 0 Likes (Given): 0 Likes (Received): 0 Dislikes (Given): 0 Dislikes (Received): 0 Points: 0 Mentioned: 0 Post(s) Tagged: 0 Thread(s) Quoted: 0 Post(s)	[bost_uid6]ALONE OUTSIDE[/bost_uid6] Alone Outside Through childhood...one wants to belong, To feel the inbracement of peers, Through any means...even join cliques, Yet inside our souls are dreary, My soul demands to have it's own unique taste, Yet we tend to deny from giving our soul....food, We poison them...in being followers in which we disbelieve, I'm one of GOD's SONS...in what I believe.. I'm a bouncer in the tides of my homeland, Supposed as an ignorant follower without direction, I remain silent even though I scream tears inside, Which is the direction of the tide? Is it really my choice to fight the tide... My parents...never gave me direction, Yet I'm alone in ideas of this world of war,and production, I'm outside writing my soul to paper..soon it will reach other souls, Those to far to be reached by my oral words...maybe my writing can reach them... Perhaps,...yet will they respond in agreeing or in uncomprehending manner..... Look at my banner it shows my rage, And hate,and even my will to keep my pride, Now..I see pride as ignorance, To be pride full you will only lose, Enlightment is a long road to walk, Yet I come closer to it by each passing day, The road to Enlightment is a road that must be traveled alone, So I'm outside in this world of culture,and machines, And I realize everyone walking past me is going there own direction, It's time I walked mine, I won't shame my last name in that direction either, I will have the dreams of my father..my mental sibling,and myself to insure now, When my father died he was angry..angry because he didn't have the strenght to control his life. He looked at me his only son to have success were he had fallen weak,and defeated. When he had seen me fail he wanted me to have perfect success with my goals..... From what I was taught to believe my father won't join me in me in Thugz Mansion. No matter how I live my life from this day onward it will be to my best, When I die..if he is judged to be with me after that death..then he will see that his son was a boy,and became a true man. Thats what I'm striving for....If we can't be together then he will look above and see a mans tears crying for him to ease the pain of his heart....and him alone...must be the way the fates played our cards... Because some how...I'm going to make right of my life... and....I'm still outside...walking my journey...accept this time I'm going somewhere....