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To The Lunatic That Preaches

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The global movement that would

Could stretch the land to reach

That universal sign takes to preach

For he that preaches is a lunatic

 

He calls on his brother, on his sister

Lustre to shine and to share the mile

While the tiles he lays mark the foundation

As it is much more to life than files

 

The model behaviour of the present age

Have become words invisible under the page

The cage to hold the spirit of the lunatic

It is much more, much more than the prismatic

 

The political writings, theologies, and reflections

Can’t provide no answers nor realize the misconceptions

The conception that leads a man to possession

Sessions on the how to achieve the gratifications

 

With roots of dry skin he preaches

Wearing a smile as his boots

Allowing the loot to take him

To self-discovery, to the core, and back to the perch

 

He raises its flag as the answer

The cancer that ushers the question

And shows him the way to passion

Caution is left and lost with secrets

 

He preaches walking blinded of its kind

Mind takes a back seat as his captive

While five he gets down on his knees

And the positive in him crouches

 

A solder life mentality he maintains

As all it contains can drive a man mad

Sad at a time of war with no saviours

To pour the blood that sustains it

 

He chose to use his heart instead of his head

Pose for a direct hit to get the best

While the rest stand to play the game

And let the shame of it lament and tame

 

A lunatic he may be

But mama always said

Love a man

Who preaches love!

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Like Blue i'm marked like distintive moment

is this moment

clutter as i storm in a heart attack i'm foamin'

Preachers sayings stolen,

I intinct for this sole an

OT for me?Nah ,nearly fallen,yeah

captivate and tranform in a poets form an.

I

really do feel i belong in

cage, mind just set mode insane

mood in need ibrobrefen

see,no optical needed i'm foreighn

i glance and i'm formin

distinguish this and yes i'm borring

chance given,but yes i'm ignoring

 

 

Hey Blue, wuz up.

I digged the Lunatic part when

The political writings, theologies, and reflections

Can’t provide no answers nor realize the misconceptions

The conception that leads a man to possession

Sessions on the how to achieve the gratifications

Sound like lauryn Hill there for a minute..

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I felt as if i wasn't nearly done...

But yes as always...

 

These political writings, theologies, and reflections

Can’t provide no answers nor realize the misconceptions

The conception that leads a man to possession

Sessions on the how to achieve the gratifications

of life greater satisfaction

Leave and Let live less aggitation

so much lies in the atmosphere cousing mad polution

Like thread that never has endings,mass corruption

need petition for this aggravation

theories that lead to nothing but confusion

Dictators have always played on the natural human tendency to blame others and to oversimplify

Complicated situations that stir up questions

if reversed in vice verse solution by stands

and peace ads it's demand, who dare opens pandoras box?

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Who dares to open Pandora’s Box?

 

I dare to open with a might

Only a woman can force to light

With heights it may complicate and stir

But know solution will never stand by

 

The tendency may be oversimplified to cut

Simple as nature, as to want to cure

It’s only pure to step to each action with a reaction

I react with instinct sown within

 

To sin is to ignore it

Admit to question never to falsification

The purification that will take you there

Here is where I want to be to come near

 

These tears fall for the fallen

Calling for the dream caught in a memory

The glory of what would be

Could it be what leads us?

 

All I know now is the path is clear

No mere leader can mislead the lead

Nor block, capture, cage, blind, or end the sear

Fear is what I fought to forget

 

Let the preacher preach!

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Lool hey instinct Lauryn Hill eh well then I can only try right...glad you digged it :D

 

Hey AF no thanks needed keep doing what your doing its definitely a great thing...God knows most can only talk n not do...no shooting for me this summer staying put in this oh so wonderful city with minor swims here and there inshallah...how are you holding up and where are you now? have you made it to the west yet?

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Once upon A time on Blue Night...

i came upon the thought of why we need a great leader

in the mist of it all, i came to this...

image of inexplicable consciousness...

scattered peices of my heart intertwined with broken glass...

the aroma of this bullshit surrounded my final moments and gasp...

this whole dillemmas surreal...i dont remember even how this ordeal came into a play form...my minds absorbed by the gutwrenchin gore...

 

in the depths explored whats been deplored by inner insanity...

perhaps this epic got me in captivity without access to clarify past breakdowns...

this saga is endless....piranhas roam the trenches...

and commit the senseless acts to obtain stupefied status...

chewin qad which in turn calms the surge inside their brain...

rush sent to the veins could end up wastin days....

beyond from praise....its been a very long time since i last prayed....

i doubt i could ever define my own faith....

confined in alligned gates...never that..

though i search for crumbs and store them....

uniting with others is foreign...

when fightings induced by egos....

and peoples priceless speech from hearts ignored...

tooken for granted my existance...

and im becomin closer and closer to decide to end it...

 

so people take my depression and they dig deeper in the root of it..

torment and name calling they duplicate...

not strong enough to begin their own lead...

so offended hearts bleed....a blend of lifeform mentally and emotionally in a breed of tainted tears...

i feel seperated from all peers...if only they knew my heart was sincere...

but thats beyond normal wavelengths and im losin my patience...

so I stay sacred,feelin enslaved in chains that cut off circulation and numbs all sensations...

ive been implicated without proper evidence...

no one seems hesitant to question negligence...

they turn the other cheek,while some cheeks come moist with tears....

i cant escape these feelings that have been confined down here for years...

 

someone else witholds the key to unlock and free the constant madness...Who? than again i'm mistooken for that lunatic that preaches..

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21 gun salutes to the 5 corners

The loners that keep the vision alive

Relieve the sorrow of the fallen

And believe in the best intentions

 

The contention that became contentious to the contending

I say this “Brave men tell the truthâ€

By painting a clear picture using the clay

Not tainted with the smear of blood

 

Imposing, defining, and thus confining

All that he tried avoiding

Is what the misleading leader achieves

Under what remains still pending

 

Why must we stand to misunderstand

When a woman is holding her tongue

Knowing silence will speak for her

While the greatest of us pretend

 

It is much more, much more than the prismatic

And goes beyond the catastrophic marks on our land

The sand that divides us under the wind

The same kind that robs a child’s sight

 

We are the foster children that watched

Our anchor giving away under the catch

Fleeing to distances that forced us to latch

For nations that demanded to be matched

 

Is there any wonder then to question

Why the lunatic that preaches needs continuation

In a world filled with constant privation

That induces the strongest to learn privatization

 

Conduced in the Holiest Book was this

Verily man is in loss

Except such as have faith and do righteous deeds

In the mutual enjoining of truth and of patience (103:2-3)

 

It’s explicit in the providence of the One’s lesson

Faith is his armour

His righteous life is his positive contribution

Sharing, they may see the truth and stand by it in patient hope

 

He chose to use his heart instead of his head

Pose for a direct hit to get the best

While the rest stand to play the game

And let the shame of it lament and tame

 

How far then does he go to fulfil

The sail that will allow him to complete his whole duty

Cleansing his soul of the doubt that overshadows his purity

So that finally he and they can attain peace within?

 

A lunatic he may be

But mama always said

Love a man who preaches love

And sees hardship as a testament to his faith!

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