the church says
the church says many of our pass time is sin
i felt it daily like it was my personal blimp
i engaged in a different sin
the sin of judgement
the sin of rejection
walking alone in a now hot world
with cold beings
i became cold too
i said me too
forget the crew
forget the love
it's fleeting
trust in me
love from a distance
i know my intention
who is anyone to tell anyone how your life is supposed to be
even the night life seems cold
oversized faces
is it food they're chasing
is it happy weight
when i lived my life that way
i hid the pain
i wrote my pain
i smiled through it
does the knowledge shine through
or am i a painted fool
determined by a divine fuel
why would God give us this life to suffer
some smoke weed
some smoke tobacco
some drink martinis
some drink cognac
some eat haram meat
last night i had a dream
i saw a little boy
he danced
i saw his face today
what does that even mean
what was the purpose
what was the reason
i watched people explain their pain
the pain of generations
i wonder if my struggles
if the places i step into are meant for me
am i where i need to be
all i can do is be
i feel tears go down my cheeks
in a place
nothing left to do but live till i make it to the infinite.....
people will throw everything away if thats what feels right in the moment
people will let it all burn down and forget the smiles
i guess it wasn't worthwhile
but here i be
alone puffing my hookah
unlocking secrets of my dna
that i bleed out
these aren't just words
it's the vulnerability of my soul
abuelita said eat more
take your phone and feed your brother
wish i could hear her voice
they'd heal me
arms of unconditional love
❤️
bury me with the sinners i'm one of them
a man i was with thought it was right of him to put hands on my body kick me out a space for a question
a next man think he can control because he can "change my life" caught in the news and the wins of babylon
this little vibe i'll hold alone
the new news is im a prostitute, supposedly i sold you my body
supposedly i slept with you to get ahead
supposedly there's no love out there for me
these were black men...
the pain of the ancestors remain
victim mentality
pretty privilege they presume
they know not of my roots
they know not of my people struggles
they care not
"my manhood was stripped and you just another bitch
you let me have my way
i know not of love
i only know condition
i have no gold
i don't trust a soul
just a nut
my mothers a pastor
i'm holy"
but laly
laly says you're just a man in pain
can't fathom the pain of my brain
sexually i was tamed
meaning
i found out sex isn't love
it's just a mood
a system of the flesh
i know the spirit but even there
wet dreams
is my sensuality a sin
i'll keep it to myself then
out of sight but on my mind
love knocks i answer
the call calls i answer
am i equipped for the revelation
am i just another crawler
moon spoke loud last night
someone understood
a mother with her daughter
a father with his son
a monologue that last too long
....
my happiness may bring you sorrow but i'm not living your life, time is borrowed, when i leave i'll remember the dream i was a Moses being, destined to set the people free. what's waiting on the other side an existence of love. i said 120 years i wonder if it's dog years.. after love and unity of one community what matters after love, love requires faith.. trust that im real or
-lee
kick rocks
-danny