Love, honor, and justice is the American dream.
But you only see the fabric of the quilt.
What happens if you break the seems?
And what you thought was separate rivers are really oceans of streams.
And the condemned, forgotten, once loved by all.
Now belong to the world of the poor.
But don’t pity their world of indifference to make money.
For honey can turn into bitter sweet, gold into metal.
For what is old is now new.
And only we can save this corrupted world we live in.
Filled with sin after sin after sin after sin.
Condemning our past.
Unaware of our future.
Standing in present country where love don’t cost a thing.
But instead of beating individuals we sell ourselves.
For useless thing like gold chains ring and bling bling.
We continuously misinterpret reality as if the world around us doesn’t exist
Seeing our selves as godly or immortal.
Mentally blocking the real truth that we can be hurt.
If only we can see the people we have become.
Mind filled with greed obstinate and rancor of other people.
See I use to be in that mind set.
Relating to life as if it owed me.
Blaming everyone for my mistakes.
While ignorantly hiding my own.
So I departed from my self knowing to return once hatched from my cocoon
And now I face the world with eyes forward.
With everyday I become smarter.
Seeing my flaws and correcting.
Show the world my talent of art, music, and writing.
Be coming better than my parents but still knowing my place.
Because in a couple of years you will see my face again.
Not as a gangster, a jail bird, or a junky but as a man.
Because I know the truest thing in the world.
THE SKY AIN'T A CEILING AT ALL!!!!