Angels Of WrathEveryday is a grueling nightmarethat within I alone screamfor these animal have stolen from methey owe me my life and my dreamsevryone knows it was not my time yetI could careless what that preachers sayit was not my appointed time or my appointed dayfor all their dark deeds they must be made to payfor these streets cry outmuch innocent blood has been spiltmy spirit can't restit contests the terms of this foul dealtell me how is it the unrighteous run freeand my brethren weep as the Earth swallows meno...justice has not been serveddeath to these wretches is well deservedFather...once again allow love to light my pathallow my Keeper this time to be an Angel of WrathFor I shall delight in the echoes of my enemies dying slowI shall delight at their shock as they come face to face with.....
Broken HomeSad I amSad because of my comitmentSad I amtired and disguisted of this predictmentand all I have left is lentall my ties are finally spentsince this marriage all my wants deniedtonight now all my flaws were underlinedfor this world to seewhat you think is wrong with meso here I stand exposedso you may see my failures up closeand somehow I still luv this chicksomeone please tell me- whats up with this luv shitsometimes I wonder how you call this a relationshipwhen my heart keeps telling me to call it quitsbut am I so afraid of just being alonethat I will continue to live in this broken home
Reaching OutOnce I was drowningand a man said "Take my hand."he drew me from the depths of despareby just showing that he caredjust by reaching outI realised what this world was aboutI came to a quick understandingof all the things I took for grantedlike waking up each dayor perhaps just finding time to say...Thanks for being there when I needed you mostand thanks for not pushing me away...just drawing me closer
D.L.It's strange how everyone want's to be a thugwhen the real thugs don't want to be a thugthis is nothing to joke aboutwhen one has to live withoutI simply can't comprehendhow someone crooked intends to winliving each day somewhat afraidof all the people you've cheated or the enemies you've madeMan don't you know it's better to forgivebecause sooner or later somethings got to giveIt's strange how everyone's afraidof all of these teenage killers we've maderemember that neighborhood child that's unwantedthat's the same kid now with the warrantsfor his arrest on sightyou know the same kid left alone at nightdon't you remmeber he's the one that got shotwhile standing on the corner slinging rocksand you may believe or you may notbut now he's the player that's running the blockthe same man pimpin all the hoesthe same predator your daughter can't tell nowhen simply all it took was a kind wordto stop this child from growing into a ...Drug Lord
Black Flame... The ReturnI have watched and I have waited patiently for this world to govern their actionsI have watched from a distance always aware of what has happenedI have turned the other cheekand listened when our great Mayor stopped to speakHe spoke of crimes comitted and how things will certainly changefor this great cityHe spoke of our Law enforcement and how their going to apprehendthe animals that commit the killingsHe begged the fine people to hang on and just be a little more patientAnd yet I have seen more people hurt and heard of fewer lives savedHe told everyone that our great streets shall soon be repavedand how if the neighborhoods stuck together it wasn't too lateThey asked you to volunteer information on the criminals you knewand in return for their whereabouts...you'd be granted amnestySo that when these thugs finally posted bail they can return to the streetsjust to kill.. your familyYou see they can say what they want,but there's just not enoughNowhere close to enough c
Why Is ItWhy is it nomatter what you dosomeone doesn't like younomatter what you wearThe Haters are always thereif you just sit alone at schoolthey say"Oh she thinks she's to good or to cool."or if your really helpful at workall of a sudden there are rumors...nothing you deservetheir just out there ready to pick a fightbecause nothing more than starting shit gives them delightthey rejoice knowing they've commplicated your lifeand nothing get's them off more than giving you a hard timeso the next time The Haters try to ruin your dayjust laugh in their face and casually walk away