RHYME SANTUARY 🏭
THE LOOMING LUNACY 🐺
TALL AS A TREE 🌲
My path was not the hardest,
Or the harshest that can be,
Even so it was harsh enough for me,
At least until I was freed,
From my bastard fathers teeth,
A past that scared me mentally,
With a lasting grief,
That crippled my self belief,
Just at the time I most needed a friend,
It's only when I penned my feeling,
That I felt at ease to breathe again,
It’s then that I realised I had transcended,
From smart arse to smart artist,
As I harnessed the artistry,
Even when it was hard to see,
Past the screams,
Now I can see that was the seed,
That let me last the scene,
Because now I'm on a path that's free,
To mould my dreams like plasticine,
In time, but for now actually,
My mind is a rhyme factory,
A divine sanctuary,
That shines all the time thankfully...
I've been spitting this,
Since back when,
Back when!?
In fact since I was Ten,
Tho it wasn't rap then,
Hadn't yet managed to trap my fears,
Into this contraption,
Too much baggage my dear,
So just a fraction of that went,
Into my lines as I began to realise,
I could rhyme ideas...
But after nine years,
The signs were quite clear,
I was doomed to self pity,
My mind feared,
The looming lunacy,
In the end it was Zen,
That gave my pen,
The freedom of the city...
Indeed I've learned,
You can't always give it your all,
Although living in the now,
Is as important as living at all...
Little by little I figured out,
The riddles of life,
That even though we seek the pleasure,
It's made of giggles and strife,
In equal measure...
There's usually a process,
To becoming the best that you can be,
Still, it’s not a question of if,
But when I become a truly blessed entity,
Since I already sense essentially,
That my destiny will let me rest at ease,
It's not a quest that's necessarily,
Meant to be a breeze or an easy win,
But eventually,
I'll feel the wind beneath my wings,
I need to win the game for certain,
And give purpose to all the pain and hurting,
As I fly up high in the sky at night,
Where the once caged bird sings in delight,
It’s like I’m bursting with joy,
And feel as tall as a tree,
A truly awesome watered seed,
As it happens,
No more longing for me to deploy my talons,
Not now that my talent,
Is apparent for all to see…