If I had a house on a hill,
a couple-a lakes in the valley
and an endless array of bills
would it matter?
Don't know.
Seems like the Israelis & Palestinains
would still be fighting,
races still be race hating,
politicians still race baiting
and every man,woman & child still
faced with the question of why we all
still dying.
Would it make a difference?
Jesus said don't worry about tomorrow,
but is seems like tommorow is always
weighing ni**ers down-
First it was emancipation,
then integration,
now it's the daily ********
of failed assimilation.
Some days I feel as if I don't wannna
work no mo'
I feel as if I'm being robbed
of time between the rising
and setting of the sun for sure.
but time for what?
I realize that in this circle
within a circle off in the middle
of seemingly nowhere my place is miniscule,
compounded by ignorance and its present rule
in whose shadow a wise man is still a fool,
and a man rich in possesions is but possesion's tool-
this **** ain't cool.
Really-
the only thing I ought to be concerned
about is how to love every being I encounter,
but I'm constantly dogged by thoughts of
which one uh these ni**rs is gonna
beat me with that same number.
Judas certailny took it to Jesus
and even he on the cross wondered.
I still ponder-
If I say the devil is to blame
yet accept that I gots decisions I ought
to have made then who's playing
whose game?
The word says I gotta be born again,
but my current experiences in life
got me wondering why I should believe
in life again-
maybe its the hope factor,
or the dope factor,
or the fact that I ain't factored in
the fact that the comforter is come.
But if some are made vessels of honor
and some vessels unto dishonor
which path should I take
while I navigate life's daily blunders?
I asked myself these things
while sitting in a house upon a hill
I never set foot in & looking into a valley
of lakes I may never swim in.
Selah.
a couple-a lakes in the valley
and an endless array of bills
would it matter?
Don't know.
Seems like the Israelis & Palestinains
would still be fighting,
races still be race hating,
politicians still race baiting
and every man,woman & child still
faced with the question of why we all
still dying.
Would it make a difference?
Jesus said don't worry about tomorrow,
but is seems like tommorow is always
weighing ni**ers down-
First it was emancipation,
then integration,
now it's the daily ********
of failed assimilation.
Some days I feel as if I don't wannna
work no mo'
I feel as if I'm being robbed
of time between the rising
and setting of the sun for sure.
but time for what?
I realize that in this circle
within a circle off in the middle
of seemingly nowhere my place is miniscule,
compounded by ignorance and its present rule
in whose shadow a wise man is still a fool,
and a man rich in possesions is but possesion's tool-
this **** ain't cool.
Really-
the only thing I ought to be concerned
about is how to love every being I encounter,
but I'm constantly dogged by thoughts of
which one uh these ni**rs is gonna
beat me with that same number.
Judas certailny took it to Jesus
and even he on the cross wondered.
I still ponder-
If I say the devil is to blame
yet accept that I gots decisions I ought
to have made then who's playing
whose game?
The word says I gotta be born again,
but my current experiences in life
got me wondering why I should believe
in life again-
maybe its the hope factor,
or the dope factor,
or the fact that I ain't factored in
the fact that the comforter is come.
But if some are made vessels of honor
and some vessels unto dishonor
which path should I take
while I navigate life's daily blunders?
I asked myself these things
while sitting in a house upon a hill
I never set foot in & looking into a valley
of lakes I may never swim in.
Selah.