im not ashamed of my life.
say what you may, God is with me.
many will try to knock me down, and see me as an insignificant clown.
how insignificant that you imitate, lie on, and hate.
you see beauty and ignore it.
it's the lack my sureness exudes.
it's my way of not kneeling and truly being willing to do the spirits will.
the freeness in my moves.
the freeness on my mind.
even my sorrow inspires.
a walking, breathing, living muse.
if not me my children will ring past the snoozes.
prosper the family in bruises.
do everything for the young souls after me.
earth is not permanent for me but once i deliver the planted seed a piece of me lives forever.
everything of me will be to water the young seeds.
even if for nine months i bleed, i only want what God has meant for me.
it's deeper than the 3D and i guess one day the world gone peep.
ima continue to ride in my jeep.
reaching the people that you may call cheap.
but where did i come from.
long way from carry water up a mountain.
long way from glass bottle dolls.
everyone has a story.
rough rider idc i am me.
and the pressure is felt.
whether in a mansion or packed with 12 cousins in a room.
light is light no matter how deep in the gutter you may go.
the light irritates those who mock it, the light, the realness.
baby believe i bleed for this.
for my family tree, our rights.
that includes me, i fight for the right.
little voice moves mountains, prayers shift paradigms.
im the iceberg, more than meets the eye.
your inner eye is blind, from realness you hate and hide.
oh well turn a blind eye.
like i said i do this for me too.
im not going to trip if today i only have enough for just my food.
i've been up and down, money management tools,
i could use.
guidance there was not enough.
cant rest on the crutch forever.
i wont i promise i am a go getter.
i get it how my grandparents did.
i earn an honest living, i do me though, Llopiz with a twist.
i feel like im owed something sometimes but im not lol.
daily reminder, dem no owe you nothing.
my beauty is pleasing, my mind can be intriguing.
but who am i kidding, this love thing is not worth competing.
like is it or is it not.
plot twist, idk what im doing at all.
cause if it is then i dont know what to do.
and if its not then ima be in a mood.
for right now i like being oblivious because it leaves room to groove.
this feeling of i miss you was eating through my hunger.
day dreaming of cuddles in thunder.
im learning to tame my inner Moses.
thank you God and Jesus i have some grace to not be perfect.
12 days til Christmas, praise ye Jah.
thanks for reading, spoken word teesss,
call me La'Lee.
La'Lee Zion forever.