Love Scars
By Lewis Butler
It was love scars after Battle wounds I healed alone, Don’t wanna hear them stories on how i did u wrong, I was hurting for to long it was time to move on, Now I just want u to reminisce when u hear our favorite song, Call it crazy but wasn’t it crazy how i use to open doors for u, And tried to give u the world bcuz I wanted more for u, Red bottoms and stilettos u kept it so cliché when it came to being ghetto, Are u still down for my cause like brandy or should I treat u like a rebel, You getting a sour stomach of the things that’s familiar when the tables turn, Now I can relate to usher on all his songs when I let it burn, New found love ain’t nun but a new edition while u try to stand the rain, And your heart is up for show like new art in the gallery of regrets and pain, From me To you
Poetry
By Lewis Butler
FROM A COMPUTER CHIP TO A PLANTATION, MANUFACTURED AND USED THE INTENT TO WORK BE SMART, DO AS ONE SAY, SOME WOULD SAY THE FIELDS IS WHERE THEIR ANCESTORS STARTED BUT EVENTUALLY, LEFT US FEELING HALF HEARTED SOME WOULD SAY ME TOO, OR REMEMBER WHEN, FROM WALK TO FLIGHT FIRE TO RUBBER WHEELS AND ALL TOMORROW WILL ALWAYS BE THE BEGINNING TOWARDS A NEW DAWN
THE KING, HIDDEN BEHIND LOVE DRIVEN BY PASSION THE PEASANT’S, THE VILLAGERS KNIGHTS ON A QUEST FOR POWER SORCERY, RELIGION, DIVINITY AND WORSHIP, CONQUER THE UNSEEN EVIL, GOOD, MISFORTUNE,FATE AND DESTINY THE WILL TO STAND AMONGST MAN TO BE LESSER, WHILE ACCEPTING WHAT MOST, DONT UNDERSTAND STILL LACKING IN COURAGE, WHILE THE FIRE BUILD INSIDE BECOMING MIGHTIER, BUT SMALLER AT THE SAME TIME
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