2003-06-17 - 6:11 a.m.
I was a son of hell
though you couldn't tell
it was resultant from my inner condition
.
no I wasn't well
there was an inner spell
I was the sultan of my own disposition
.
but it was more than that
not just a tit for a tat
there was a law bent on my condemnation
.
as a matter of fact
even before I act
I had a curse upon my incarnation
.
well, the path was long
and the wrath was strong
it was the worst kind of dissociation
.
because there's light and dark
there was the fight and hark
there was a mixture in my allocation
.
now if you were me
perhaps you wouldn't see
the contradiction that appears to be
.
when there is charity
with such disparity
you won't believe the things that you don't see
.
so you see, it's true
that love is free and you
could not observe it with the natural eye
.
yet you know it's real
by the way you feel
when you don't care about the catch you deny
.
but I had no such luck
I had the looks and the buck
but couldn't overcome the worm within
.
yes, I had seen too much
and though the passion could touch
I was weighed down by too much sorrow and sin
.
I was outside and I was looking in
.
But I couldn't be a lie and pretend
.
there was no one to understand or befriend
.
and I wished my life would come to an end
.
something whispered still
a whip amidst the the will
you must contine though the road is rough
a gentle voice in time
did circumvent the crime
and gave me strength when I had had enough
.
something led me from destruction's bluff
.
and gave me hope to keep on living and stuff
.
what I got was more than patter or fluff
.
new life beyond imagination and
.
LOVE!!!
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