Friday, August 10, 2007

Turbulent Man

I understand me now
Even sometimes when I get mad
My human emotions are built like a coaster that’s on an incline
And that could be real bad
In this life’s amusement park
Anything can start my mean streak
To spark
I want and try to behave
To seal my fate
Channel the self hate
So there won’t be any debate
Of gaining glory
Of getting into heavens gate
I have to be my own control freak
Sort of speak
Or I will get handed an uncomprehesible defeat
And loose everything
That means the world to me-
No more shall I doubt my DNA
Black man name
R.a.y.m.o.n.d.
I have to aim for the brightest star and reach
It will do me no good to react in a negative manner
And have my kids see
Daddy who can’t control his little-man complex
Please, Lord, help your son
From being so perplex
My forever is finding my solution
Atonement with thy self
To gain the common good to have forever
These storms I have are raging
But God can calm my turbulent weather.