The Messenger
Inspired by: REALity
The choices and things us individuals do/
Make life as technical than a professional wrestler.
Personally-I don’t ask for much/
Career, car, house, spouse and a child/
Blessed and secured by the Most High touch/
Instead of regreting pass things I did.
Real individuals suffer/
Weak individuals take the oath.
Stagnated in this struggle/
Yet we see no hope/
Of a better tomorrow.
Blocking it is a block/
Full of vacantcies/
Abandoned with our sorrow.
Is the era of rightenous over/
And done?
How did the flame die?
Starting 6-feet beneath Earth/
Rising from the pits as a whole/
Though-individually-we try.
Purposely robbed of our blessings/
Living hectic/
DON’T SHOOT ME!!!
Due to this message.
