Saturday, December 26, 2009
I find myself
Mad, for no reason other than I don’t have what I want and no knowledge of how to get it
I find myself
Lost, not knowing where to get it would be easier if I even knew where I was
I find myself
Drifting, with no way to stop or to even change my momentum and its becoming regular that motion sickness is my illness
I find myself
Trapped, and I have no recollection of how I got here or how to get out most strange is how I got caught
I find myself
Wondering what this life is all about why can there be so many doubts but very few concrete answers
I find myself thinking about the world around me
Why things are so wrong
And how to fix the mistakes
I’ve been told to rely on faith
Or just leave the thoughts alone
Think about my own
But what goes on around us
Affects us all right here
“Can’t we all get along” Nah but we can leave each other alone
Let peace live in peace
And stop invoking the beast
In the end I find myself trying to fix the worlds mess
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it’s copyrighted © 2009
Definition 30…something
The never left
Took a break now have some cobwebs to shack
I am the return of the gangster
The feeling of returning back home
I’m the energy shake
I am the missing replaced
The addition of power
The magnification of desire
I am the beginning of the new that was once old but fresh again
I am REJUVINATION
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it’s copyrighted © 2009
Fire
It left it must have left with the desire so
I guess the brothers changed
Or made his way ahead of the game
To be honest little has changed
But the message remains
And the heart still bleeds the same
Still I’m pushing on
Burning the image of strong
Living to be a righteous one
And prove thought is mightier than the gun
So if I disappear
Just no the fires still here
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it’s copyrighted © 2009
Real
I begin to become tired of feeling pain for the shameless
Those that play up ignorance no longer get a reaction from me
Instead the ones that watch them get my attention
Passing along education instead of letting lesson be learned from the fools
I teach the youngsters that grow up watching the minstrel show performs
That real is not the images, but the messages pouring from them
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it’s copyrighted © 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Before you’ve begun
That the world is ugly and life is long and dirty
Time really drags but your too busy running trying to live
When you look up you realize you’ve spent your time dying
Dying to make it ahead of those of the same speed
And before you know it its too late to begin
Now your finish before you even got started
Along the way you’ve managed to make a baby or 3
Possibly had some fun with some one
Then the kids and forever are too much to handle
At times you bleed but for the most part you plead
Hoping that some one gives you that break
So you can breath love what you got
Obviously what you’ve got is far from enough
You want to cry but you stay tough
Hold your head up for the babies
Inside all the while time is ticking
Your mind begins slipping
And it’s all over now long before you’ve begun
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it’s copyrighted Ó 2009
Problems after 99
In the back ground plays hypnotic reams
As I float through a dreamy state
On top of the moon roof of my mind sprinkles pelts of hate
That wish to get through but I've already left my (over)head
During my ride to no where that I travel fast along my roads
Twisting with the turns of my failures
Later repaved by my triumphs
I am revisited by times that speeded by
Leaving me to wonder has went by fast or have a just be sleep as I survive
"Have I lost my mind" or do I just need to control my thinking
When I crack down on what spilts my thoughts
Trading in focus for blank stares
I picture an endless fall at the end of my path
That I can never avoid
So I fall and there is usually
Nothing more.....
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it's copyrighted © 2009
Negative im-positive
In many attempts to be positive
I seem to only tell the awful truth
Point out the plans flaws
And question the creators existence
My faith in a higher power
Is as present as the presents of the most high
And to be honest I think most believers are mostly high
I’ve seen angels to only realize
That was the trick of my eyes
Or the fact that angels don’t die
I pray only to have my words echo off there own contradictions
Peace for all but death to the problem causers
Truth to the sun but my plans to stay hidden
And life for the living but death to the killer
I miss the point of the trip and I want to stand still
Only to get bumped into on coming tomorrows
Getting road rage causing me to chase down destiny
‘If I could only get over that hump”
Then I stop my speech and recognize the issue
The hump jumps and blocks me indefinitely
That’s why I can seem to smile
My eyes have seen so much wrong
That I can’t even cry right
Even if I tried I doubt I could die tonight
In that case I’ll just keep living in hopes I reach the limelight
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it’s copyright Ó 2009
