Worth
Darkness possesses the skies.
Teardrops fill the webs of his eyes.
Conflicted by convictions, who is truly he. He is who I speak of, judged by no jury, restricted by no laws, infected by impurity, in a world of circumstance, as man becomes infuriated, overwhelmed by self hatred, stripped naked of all substance, materiality defines mortality, maybe the world has become followers, now ask yourself who’s chosen to lead, is it he with social status, or he who truly believes. While the wealthy make it rain, the underprivileged die from starvation, and yet they thank God for their gain, but never give back from which it came. “What is woman” is understated, undressed, and disrespected. Her worth is now in question, disconnected from what is acceptance, dreams of being QUEENS replaced by stripper poles and raunchy magazine covers, from sugar and spice, to stilettos and ice, our mothers too busy trying to model to be role models, and this is what we call life. Noooo... he don’t go without blame, its his ignorance she entertains. As a matterfact, if he was any better, he’d tell her BE BETTER, then she’d be worthy of his last name. I pray to God for some kind of change, cause nowadays 15 minutes of fame, means a lifetime of soul searching. Now ask yourself is it really worth it...
(2014)
