FREEDOM

The land of the free and the home of the brave
Yet so barbaric we might as well live in a cave
Everyone is entitled to freedom, yet all don't receive it on this great planet
Can you believe it?
America, the greatest of all nations
Yet this is the site of most of the hating
Here we fight for freedom
Where we are free but dumb
So why waste time trying to free the dumb from oppressors they are unaware of
Religious wars, we fighting the man above!
Separation of church and state is that really freedom?
17 drafted against your will, is that really freedom?
Doing what you want, is that even freedom?
Running your own life, that must be freedom...
The problem is we think we know freedom
But he or she is really a stranger to us
We do have freedom
We're just free and dumb..

Stop choosing not to do better and just do it...

"Untitled"

Im back again with a little someting else..

"Untitled"

Sometimes I wish I could fly to escape the pain, tragedy and sorrows circle my brain but no one understands what its like to be a man in a world that hates you. With your patience wearing thin all you can do is hope for a breakthrough but its hard when your heart is hard and unable to cope, and you ever really wanted to do was be dope. Words twisting, body flipping, I guess you pay for what you getting. I'm so messed up I just saw a dead bird fly and all I can do is ask why?

The weeping willow

First off, I would like to say hello all and pardon my absence. I'm back and better than before...hope you enjoy what you see and feel free to leave a comment.

This piece is an excerpt from a book I am currently working on:

"The Weeping Willow"

For the first time in my life I dropped my pride and cried
And felt like I died all because she lied
I fell on all fours behind closed doors and cried like the weeping willow
I just watched as sweat and tears filled my pillow
This is a love she couldn't handle
She put our flame in her hand and snuffed my candle
So just like the weeping willow I cried til I was dry on the inside
I said, I cried til I was dry on the inside!
My pride no longer exists
My life has a brand new twist
I don't know where to go
Or what to so like the willow...
I'll cry til I'm dry on the inside...

Mr. Q...I'm a man like any other, I feel, I laugh, I cry, I hurt....