Per usual, my mood is blues and violets of violence lingering for freedom I been looking for ways to make my emotions, logic and life...

It's raining in my head drowning my eyes with heavy tears Making the answers to life that much, much less clear with constant storms...

How can you dare to pray to God when you won't even help yourself? How can we even try to save the world when our home is going to hell?

Tell Me Where’s A Survivor, Black Survivor I'm Looking for The Survivors, The Black Survivors Oh, I Found A Survivor Yes, A Black Survivor

...New thoughts come about when surpassing peaks, New goal for myself is to master peace, I'm a work in progress yet a masterpiece...

Looking down my history of friends most of their company was misery Not they fault, they was attracted to my energy Apples Apples, ...

Life is like a bike, on the rough streets of trouble Pedal rotating in confidence, guided by the sailing wheels of courage...