Fists In The Sky

Do you understand the words I speak
Rome cries for Greece
My thoughts are something you cannot teach
No sermon could be preached
No burden could be as profound
Within the ground lies the place
Where this skin and bones will one day be drowned
You cannot feel my soul
You cannot not fathom my understanding
Fists in the sky
March of the right
All kings die
That's when the legends arrive
The values of man
The anchors that no longer hold me
Love is the freedom that cannot control me
Love is the freedom that buried the old me
Love is the freedom that molded me
Many are lost like the waves in the sea
We are not accidental-like floating in the breeze
I am somebody
I refuse to wash in your tub of beliefs
Boys will sit
Men will stand
The men who stand know it all comes to an end
Every victor is not engraved in the sand
Walking outside of these societal walls
Fist in the sky until this world falls
Fist in the sky until my God arrives
Fist in the sky I shall never be denied.

Where is God in your human rights?

Where is God in your human rights?
In whom do you believe?
Do you believe there is a God?
Or do you just believe the earth appeared from make-believe
It is never your job to judge others
Nor is it ever your job to control the rights of another man
We all have hearts, minds and eyes
Yet not everything will we understand.
Who are we to condemn one another
When we cannot control the moon and the stars
How can we condemn one another
And lie and say we have love in our hearts
Love every man as if he is your brother
Treat every man with kind and respectful thoughts
Who are we to condemn this world?
Where is God in your human rights?

Knowing...

What happens when our dreams come true

What happens when the sky is always blue

Why do we want success so bad

Why do we want all of the things we've never had

How happy are we truly

How irresponsible are our selfish mistakes

From babes to adults

Do we really know how far we fall from the tree

So many times we listen to advice but not our hearts

God speaks to us through our hearts

Our gut instinct is what we personally desire

There is nothing that makes one man better than another

If you measure by wealth, then you've killed the hand you've been dealt

Nature always runs its course

It whispers tale after tale

But why do we not hear it

Why do failures in history never seem as if they once prevailed

Why is this cup so tainted

And why is the world ever changing

We never ask to be born

Yet we pray we never die

Inevitably everything has an end

I just pray I make it inside those pearly gates on time

What makes us truly tick

Why do most people not break how they've been conditioned

Why do parents forget to pass to their children common sense

Who really knows how long its going to take

Who really knows every mistake that they've made

I know we have to choose God to be saved

But what about those who've never heard His name

Will they be saved when He comes back one day

Is it right to question where we come from

Is it wrong to challenge the walls of religion

Or should we just accept something not chosen but given

I can only know the answers to these questions for myself

I can't answer them for him, her or anyone else

I have my personal struggles

I have my vault of faults

I just hope love is felt by everyone

And its not forced through a catheter 

While we subconsciously can't reason with our thoughts.

Home

Keep it home
Keep it home
Always keep your heart home
Keep it real
Keep it real
Always keep your heart home
Remember that one time
Remember the last time
Forever or as long as you live
It never slows down
It only gets faster
I hope your prepared
I hope your ready
The practice
The dedication
The hours
The days
Sensing the tension
Awaiting the destination
How bright will you shine
How far will you glide
How lost will you become
Until you become you
Until you become true
Paint your portrait
Let them see the real you
Let them understand you
Always be you.

Trust and Make-Believe

Fire of a purist 

Gift of an allurist

Establishment of a florist

Creating the finest choices

Inevitably defining the death of roses

Defying the business and courses

Racing faster, there's more than horses

The elegance from brazen to golden

Broken, folded, now molten

Death of an art but we must create new sources

They must hear our voices 
We're becoming more extinct than trees within a forest

Can you feel the cries from the unborn eyes

Can you feel the rain in this blank canvas called sky

Do you know your purpose 

Do you know what worth is

What drives the oppressors to gain the need of supporters

What drives the successes of those who've been unsuccessfully  demoted

The humble advance in the finest order 

The advanced lead the march of death for the extorted 

Wise men say you are what you eat

So how do pigs dine when they're out to sea
How do you trust if its make-believe
Maybe gold isn't always what it seems.

Gur Aryeh

How can you fade back to black if black never fades
Everyone wants to get paid

But no one works hard enough to complain

My first world problems

Your first world depressions

Our first world obsessions

With minds no stronger than adolescents 

Sounding so irreverent 

Feeling so neglected

Trying to get ahead

But in what direction

Time is running out

I'm running from father time

I don't want the rocks to cry out

The essence of compromising ones life

Life, love and glory

Outgrowing your story

Don't get too big for your britches

The old man is always snoring

From the dried ink in a pen

To the brink of a new plan

The passion from my heart

The wealth inside of a rhyme

Why do the ones you love the most

Hate you the hardest at times

Deliverance is promised

But at what cost comes the land

Either you are or you aren't

We cannot question

What we don't understand

Yet we judge whats not understood

We frolic with thoughts deeper than evil and good

We dance between the fine lines of black and white

Yet we don't fit in the cracks

We don't get to live this life twice

So why do we wait to hear the cock crow thrice

Should we live it all wrong if we can't get half right

Are our problems all gone if we stay in the light

We will only understand truth once we look in it's eyes.