WARNING TO THE SENSITIVE ONE WHO READS WHAT IS WRITTEN HERE!!!

The Seed of the Brokenhearted

The seed of the Brokenhearted

Not the way that I started

I was fine until the time

I began ta wine and dine

On the flesh that causes unrest

At best this is what I had

Some shit that made me glad

Happy I was when I got to hold it tight

But was it right?

Then sex became role.

Is it the reason for tha hole?

Take it and love it and don’t hurt

Foolish I was to play it cool

When it was there

I took it for granted

Now, the seed of the brokenhearted is planted

With time pass

How much longer will it last?

It got tha best of me

I’m tread-n forbidden water

This is the place that no one should be

Is it love? Does it Last?

Maybe something from a distant past

The pain buckles tha knees

Down screaming please!

When can I follow tha light and stop tha night?

From ruling my brain

Hitting like train, runaway

At tha rate I’m livin

Will I see anotha day?

“Lord willing,” I say. Whose life is it anyway?

No more will this happen

Around the way strangers from a distant land

Looking for a future, but no chance

They didn’t take a stance

A pain so great is the date

Which‘ll bring ‘em to their fate

A weak body is all that’s there.

Looking through the eyes

I see the seed of tha brokenhearted realized

A choice they had, and failed miserable

Now waitin’ for the reapa to make his round

To take ‘em outta town

Screams of pain and silence of sickness

Intertwine to provoke the relentless

AIDS it is called rules tha land with a steady hand

What a shame

All the pain that a world killa can brang

Death stalkin tha land forming a plan

To put tha brokenhearted in tha sand

In anotha place there‘s a race

Feel it is supreme

Kill as it may

But its dream will never be seen

Oppression never lasts

No matta how many times you blasts

Our country matters most

The reason for tha boast

Your life ain’t shit

You deserve to die

Cause of that fuckin crook in ya eye

Shots ring out loud from tha proud

Many dead

Those living witness

See the scene of how the seed of tha broken hearted is spread

Hatred burns deep within the souls of the bigoted

But what does it matta?

As death stares at ‘em

Watchin ‘em with tha same prejudice eyes

Glad they don’t realize

Only a matter of time before the racist

Sees tha seed of tha brokenhearted is now imbedded

Dreaded they feel for the lives they steal

Overcome with grief

Strung to a reef

In disbelief. Wastes away

Never to see another day

Beaten and bruised is the woman with a man

With a controlling hand that doesn’t share what he can

Abuse was tha call that brought him to his fall

In jail, no room in tha cell

How he failed to make amend

And lost his only friend

By two knuckles that know no betta

If only he understood the letta written 2000 years ago he would know

Outside lookin in

All I see is locks, chains, and pains

All started

As I stare at the seed of the brokenhearted.

One last story that must be known

A lady walkin home

All alone

Talking on her mobile phone

Not a soul around so she thought

From outta nowhere caught.

Taken an tortured

Unheard screams of anguish filled the room

With a vicious dog

Full of thoughts ta consume

Human life was a waste

Only for tha sadistic to taste

Pain and sadness overcame the groom

As he saw tha seed of the brokenhearted bloom…

What a shame