Another Level

Photo Courtesy of David A. Phillips.
(www.witheveryblink.com)

Sometimes scared cuz i roll w/ sacred death
she stares at my essence and I hold in my breath
where was she, when i was at my lowest
body on the concrete
just before my spirit damn near left?
don't judge lest ye be judged
she said, "my dude, watch your step"
i'm on another level,
few can handle shady deals w the devil
the fallen however are several
here i rise, harsh truths, see through lies
how do you think i made it out the ghetto?
gotta create with the rubble
so goes life in and out of the struggle
pray and at all times remain humble
refrain from those who maintain
true to their constant stumbles
through this trip many minds flip
rest in peace to all my aunts and uncles
murked by a system bent on making bank off
their undocumented hustle
politrickin chicken shit politicians
always tryin to kill dreams we envision
gotta watch out
its not always gold just cus it glistens
many fronts not all
come with bow ties and ribbons
but united we become an iller role call
all in together getting out our mental prisons
whatever it takes to leave our grain of sand
for our grand daughters and sons to live in
forever watched over by a greater spirit
smarter methods of getting lifted
gotta guarantee the seeds remain gifted
so i blatantly live life to
uncover all of its hidden secrets
peep it, i live life and
constantly grim reap it
that's my quest and imma keep it
like giving a pledge to live life on the edge
certified madman with nothing more than
linguistic tongue twisting message
not quite the bad atheist,
not quite the good christian.