The Rebirth
Of Something Too Emotional To Cheat,
If I Climb
Will I Live Under The Misery
All Of Us Struggle To Beat?
My Soul Defies The Word Hate
I’m Against All That Superficial Heat
Yet I Look On The Streets
And Sadness Draws No Eyes
Teenage Despair Is What Pain Meets.
A Woman 17 Years Young,
And One Question I Ask:
If She Gets Raped,
Who Really Cares?
But Switch It Up,
If She Wasn’t Homeless,
Would You Help Her Live,
Would You Actually Share.
The Baby,
Forced To Live In A Womb
With The Decision To Live Or Die,
Decisive Slavery
Will This Womb Be A Tomb?
No, Yes..Well Maybe.
Forget Our Spiritual Intercom
Forget The Offspring Born As Crackbabies
Yet Through It All,
This Cycle Moves On And On
I See This Baby
Thrown Into A Garbage Heap
How Could That Mother Sleep?
This Pain Is Far From The Calm.
I Live To Save Those Women
But If You Think I’ll Quit Before I Die,
Please, Think About It
And Keep Dreaming On.
Yet As I Step On The Ladder
I See The Souls Who’ve Missed It.
And How Can My Soul Not Spiritually Scatter
When I See Desperation And Realize,
I Wasn’t There To Witness?
To Drive Motivation,
And Bring Hope So Close
That In Essence,
We As A People Could’ve Kissed It.
But To Lose, Is Not Me.
I’m Here To Make A Change
Bring Love Back
But In The Abstract
What Does It Really Mean To Be Free?
Looking At Society In The Conscience Of A Mean,
I Feel We’ve Lost The Meaning Behind The Words:
“I Have A Dream”.
We Shed So Many Tears
Yet We Neglect To Hear
The Slow Murder Of Screaming Dopefiends.
But Aren’t They Human Beings?
We Still Look At People
As If They’re Animals To Fear
Yet We Wonder Why The Caged Bird Doesn’t Sing.
And As We Let Freedom Ring
We Turn Our Backs On The Hopeless Who Die
Who Live On The Streets Of Skid Row,
Who Live Only To Cry.
And The Advent Of Progression
Is Through The Soul Of Truth
But How Can We Strive For Hope
When We Keep Our Voices On Mute?
It’s Time To Move,
Forget The Hatred
Forget The People Who Don’t Think Your Cute.
Elect Your Thoughts To Understand
We Are What We Be,
And It’s Time To Be The True
Person That’s You.
Don’t Let Anybody Tell You Different
Break The Chains Of Pain
And Don’t Lose Your Soul To Indifference
To Apathy,
Never Forget Where You Came From
Let Your Soul Scream Fire
And No Matter What,
I’ll Always Be Here For You Mom
You Were There When My Condition Was Considered Dire.
But How Can We Fix
The Problems Around The World That In Thought,
Too Long To List?
By Climbing Together On Higher
And Never Forgetting This One Word That Makes Me Who I Am:
Kris.
-Bonafide.
