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Life without purpose
HOW CAN I UNDERSTAND THE TRUTH IF ALL I HERE ARE LIES.
HOW CAN I SEE WHATS GOING ON AROUND ME IF I DON'T OPEN MY EYES.
I WASN'T ALWAYS THIS WISE, I THOUGHT THE ONLY TIME LIFE AH CATCH ME
IS IF IT CAUGHT ME BY SURPRISE.
MOST PRAY AND WISH FOR THE TRUTH TO BE SAID.
THOUS WHO KNOW THE TRUTH PRAY AND WISH TO BE DEAD.
ME! I THINK ILL PLAY THE REST OF MY CARDS OF LIFE INSTEAD.
NO MATTER HOW ROUGH LIFE INTENDS TO GET.
ILL STAND STRONG STAND TALL AND WONT QUIT.
SO...HOW CAN I UNDERSTAND THE TRUTH IF ALL I HERE ARE LIES, HOW CAN I SEE WHATS AROUND ME IF I DON'T OPEN MY EYES.
I WONT, THATS JUST SOMETHING ONLY NOW I REALIZE,
AND NOW I REALIZE THATS THE ONLY THING I NEED.
NOT PERSONAL GAIN, NOT THIS WORLDS GREED.
THE TRUTH IS WE NEED A LEADER, BUT IF WE KEEP KILLING EACH OTHER...
WHO WOULD BE LEFT TO LEAD?
Poems By Grime Lord.
Truth -vs- Reality.....
It's all a Struggle.
He afraid so he clime to be above you.
We dont need his help.
He dont really love you.
He destroyed his own mother,
mother earth.
For what its worth
he got you destroying your own brother.
They sleep with the truth.
The truth is under cover.
In the minds of the ones
taken out by the other.
I ant mad Im just trying to save my mother.
Before she go
an I ant got no way to lover her.
so even tighter I hug her.
Cause no one knows or you know
and just choose not to let it show.
Maybe you trying to repeat
what happened along time ago.
when you hooked us to pure drugs
then switched it to oregano.
polluted the mind.
so you can play it on the radio.
feed off the ego of ah negative hero.
Now! imagine the world with a real hero.
No more gang banging or killing each other
for the love of the Paso.
Then you see the man like!
what is this
oh no.
Band that mess from the T.V. and radio.
So why in our case they like
good they ah never grow.
Act like you know you ah reap what you sow.
Poems By Grime Lord.
Life is the hardest struggle. Before you know what's beneath is above you. Walking over only to lay under. We Waite to awaken from our long, long slumber. No one really knows what's on the other side. All that I know is I don't want to but we all destined to die. The lord said it is a gift, But you don't believe and I don't know why. The Lord said we must learn to use Knowledge too be wise and understand, that's is the purpose of our lives. That's sad because understand you DIE. Life!... is the hardest struggle. Before U know it watts beneath is above U. All I can Do Iz count the dayz. So much time, but how many ways. So many problems, but how many are brave. I live my life free, How many are slaves.
Poems By Grime Lord.
A Matter of Time......
I will just say. any thing that takes up space is known as matter. things that are tangible is matter. you can feel things that are tangible and you can feel things that are matter. So physical you can't feel time, but min tally you think it is there. In conclusion things that are not tangible does not matter, so time does not matter. that is a fact....Fact! Just because thing's doesn't matter doesn't mean they don't exist. time is mental. it exist in the mind. So in order for someone to say time do not exist might as well say the mind don't exist. The truth about time is that it is a prison. Something made by man to keep ones mind at bay so that man can control with out using force. So basically you wont have the relationship with the energy source that we suppose to have. There is just not enough time in a day. If it's 24 Hr. in a day. 8 of thous Hr. You are forced to work, another 8 Hr. you need rest, I mean thats 16 Hr. to start. Take out 2 Hr. to and fro work that leaves 6. God forbid if you have kids not only that, but where is the time to give the universe back the energy we have in all of us. I don't know man...but something ant right. If we heard the truth than I believe we as a people will not only gain More intellect but we will go further as well.
Poems By Grime Lord.
Young and tender, short and slender.
That's how i knew you as a child.
Now where older the world is colder
from our younger self we hide.
You could be lonely, you could be happy,
but you only know what's inside.
You don't rember when you were young and tender I ask you to be my bride.
Your mouth said no, but your hart spoke through those beautiful eyes. and let me know you lied.
I knew that then, I know that now, thats why inside I cry, because
I'm missing the days missing your face the way you walk all your devilish ways.
It burn when I think How you not living to day.
If this is how suppose to be,
I should of never, never let her get that close to me
but Cupid's arrow poked me and I excepted openly
hopping we be eternally.
True in deed love don't last off energy.
The past is the present I want a next to ken to me.
just as long as you talked you ant have to be a friend to me.
You would always be apart of me.
A special part of my hart.
The other part is in Missouri,
because I can't find the words to explain the way you meant to me.
A secrete love in my own eyes.
A selfish man in his prime. The beginning of the rope or the end of the line.
I'm left here withe a love that I share with my mind.
No one can tell, No one but time.
But know Death will come and Death is blind.
As time delays life decaies
It's like the more knowledge I obtain the more painful days.
only the words i say explain my ways.
These time are like bullets so I'm ducking from strays.
Life thought it was a changing faze.
Now she like look at this little boy is craze.
We alive, we don't that life a maze.
From the beginning till the end we want beautiful days.
I think Life and Death are lovers in an unusual way.
When you love life you stuck in the maze.
When you don't want death thats when it comes your way.
So do good by the ones you love and live for the day.
All I can Do Is count the days. So much time, but how many ways. So many problems, but how many are brave. I live my life free, How many are slaves
Three Simple words with the power to bind and to build. If
you've ever gotten Love or given Love, then you know its power.
Just the fact that you say it can be enough to make a difference,
just as not saying it can make a difference in a negative way. Be timely. Timing is perhaps the most crucial element of Loving
someone. Waiting too long or forgetting altogether makes people
wonder if you got the gift of Love.
I Love you, I miss you, I will aways remember you.
Thank you for being you.
Poems by Grime Lord
