One day these hands will create a masterpiece worthy of the world's love and hate
One day I will be able to watch my parents never lift a finger in a day's labor and still have plenty of food to eat
One day I will be the reason change is an instinct, a reaction, quite simply a complicated verb
One day I will be able to force feed people into action with words
One day I will find reason that's been lost under paragraphs of amendments and pages that bleed
One day I will have the means to thank God for sending me a love I never dreamed
One day I will find the grandest piano my husband could ever fathom
One day I can give my family and friends all they have ever deserved
One day I will be able to put into words the love I feel for everyone that carries a piece of me with them
One day the sky will boast of wishes and dreams come true
One day the world beneath it will believe in them too
One day the streets will be empty of homeless and replaced with warmth
One day we will stop giving our silent consent
One day life will be what we chose for it to become
One day death will come
And that day is the day I should be able to say
I gave my life & heart to those that matter and have bowed down to my passion & heart's desires wherever their whispers came from
One day death will come
And that day is the day I should be able to say
I gave it my all
And then some.
I am but a puppet to my heart's passion
In the crudeness of the night
Truth and shadows mimic the twilight
And things that hide in the light
Become plainly and vividly in sight
There is a rawness to utter darkness
It is, in my opinion, what many fear
Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears
As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near
Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.
"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."
Me, myself, & my mic
"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.
Self Portrait
My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
One Day
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 4:41 PM
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2 comments:
I think to make most of that happen ONE DAY you need to go play the lottery.lol I liked but i think all that is more than one day you should have been like day 7,880 i will do this and that. ok love oyu bye
Julian is silly!! But this great!! I'm telling you again as I told you before your words are powerful and we will one day be able to come together and make everyday you want to come true!! miss you!!
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