SHALL I TELL MY MIND

SHALL I TELL MY MIND.


My poems come  easily, no sweat at all
shall I tell my mind, shall I tell it all
Who will believe the messages, bearin the pain
to be outcasted in this world there is no gain.

I keep my silence to protect this life
Then I hide in the hills like Mythical tales
My eyes see far but id rather have them shut
I put it all in my poems,but thats not enough.

IM NOT A GENIUS.

Im not a genius, im ingenius
Im nobody really, Im just me
I occupy space on this earth
searchin time to find my worth.

Will never chase that lady fame
always play smart protect my name
Im not a genius, I stand alone
my destiny rhymes I found my throne.

MURDERED CHILDREN

Jamaica, stop murdering your children I plea
sendin dem to school b4 d age of three
And then you wonder why they hold nothing
Let children be children give dem someting
Stop selling dem worthless education
sacrificing dem on the alter of society
the blood of children are cryin in d streets
They need a home and something to eat
They need the love of mother and father
They dont need to be pumped with education
they dont need to compete to stay alive
but spiritual nourishment to thrive

Mythical_Poet