The Strive

I will not get complacent
I will keep my stride
For the ones not here today
Who made that struggle to survive
For the young black man
Who was forced to be a slave
That had to learn to read
When light was as dark as a cave
For the young black woman
Who got stripped of her children
That became the strongest figure
Like that of a tall steel building
For the old black man
Who has seen it all
He was forced to work for pennies
And held his tounge through it all
For the old black woman
Soul as sweet as peaches
Who walks now with Jesus
Like footprints on the beaches
For my sisters, brothers, and mothers
Fathers, aunts, cousins, and my mother's mother
For G's like my grandfather and all of the others
For every opportunity I strive
For the one's before me who struggled to survive

 - anonymous thoughts

I Feel

I feel...Well today I don't wanna feel.
The anger inside me, builds up in me still.
The pain that's residing, I don't like to feel,
just to think about it, it makes me feel ill.
makes me so low, to think about this
makes me almost lose it, and ball up my fists
but that wont change a thing, the life no longer exists.
I dont like to think about it, all I do is get pissed.
Im supposed to be happy, and glad she got the call home
how can I be happy, now that I feel all alone.

I feel...But today I don't wanna feel.

-anonymous thoughts

Choices

Man o man, the choices I did make
Some of them great, some of them mistakes
Before, it was "what did I lose" was my only concern
Now I know the truth, it is what did I learn
What came into my life, who came and went
The knowledge I breathed in, during that time spent
The insight I gained, that I had failed to see
That helped me figure out, that I am me.
The choices I make and the things I choose
Some things I chose, gave me the blues
Some things I picked, I really had no clues
But Im glad I have choices to pick from and choose.
Hopefully now on, when a decision is needed
I will see the whole picture before I agree it
I will feel the situation, make my mind and thoughts quiet
I will check every option before I deny it
I wont have all the time to examine all the specs
But have enough sense, and understand who it affects
There is no shortcut, no avoiding it right?
Everyday there are choices you must make in this life.

- anonymous thoughts

What I see today

Another day I rise,
To my disbelief to my surprise.
The circle I see with my own eyes
Giving away life as life passes by.
How warm it feels to feel you again
Where have you been my big yellow friend
I havent seen you since like 2010
I swear Im begging don't do it again.
Don't leave me here
Cause Im here to stay
Show me your light
Im tired, sick and tired of this gray
But hey, at least you showed your face today.
And I just soak it all in

- anonymous thoughts

Someone

I met someone the other day, I met someone six months away
not caught up in the beauty I see, not infatuated, that was not me
that was not me, I told myself. this feels so right, so I turned left
my thoughts burst through kicked down the door. Pulled me off track.
this I did not know, until I went back.
To this someone I met.

Is this my mind playing tricks? Another episode another session?
Deep inside I keep wrestling, I keep questioning the question.
About this someone I met.

Am I asleep? Do I need to wake?
I must be asleep, on this wonderful day.
I must be thankful, I must, I must be blessed.
To be able to vision, to be lucky enough to see
This someone I met.

Thinking about thinking

I have opened up my mind to the possibility that everything is wrong,
closed my mouth and just listened to the song,
opened down my eyes to see where i belong,
retraced my thoughts to see where they have gone.
how did i get like this, and become this guy
maybe the real question is not how, but why.
Why do I get like this and release whats inside
let me tell you it goes way deeper with every word I write.
just in a different way, I say, whatever that means
be it dirty or clean, its something yet to be seen
I know I know my door is different than yours
my window is bigger so my imagination, it soars.
Would I stop if I could? Would I quit without askin?
The answer is complicated because there is so much passion.
What is yours? You cant stop it either right?
Use all your might, try it tonight.
I'll see you tomorrow, who do you think wins the fight?

-anonymous thoughts