BLACK The dreamer believing the heart found underground. Digging out, reaching for the light. Not a zombie, very much alive. Thoughts from loved ones this one is dead, start a new #life no drama being fed for breakfast lunch or dinner. Used to be a winner always, a loser still shines jus as much as fame. Lame playing the game jumping lane to lane, tame the lion but why? Freedom is his name. The kingdom is what he waits for, not to be a king, laugh, though the crown is tempting to grab. Stab the soul but lives on, going to success, stopped by a wall, climb? No way it's too high. So ima post up black and write these words of thought, my mind speaks #poems, with a spit shine of rhymes.

Walk To Peace Headed to the gutter faster then the water flowing to the fishes. Wishes higher thoughts gliding with an eagle. Feeling separated from souls of the justice ones. Failing,causing harm to the lives of caring ones. No fun falling into the paradise of a bum, freedom is found a different way. No wings, nothing is ever free, get on one knee. Looking through eyes of a woman lost in her dreams, trying to find her heart. Wrong is sometimes right when love isn't what it seems. Given hope from the helping hand, one man fights for what he believes, the faith held in his #life, pain building inside, wanting, rather than focusing on needs. He, that man, walks calmly, keeping it simple, all he needs to do in this world is breathe. ~Artis

Style Of Vocabulary Making a day come to #life with no love, I say its possible. A number of letters given to send to hope and grief with no name of why. So how? Your lost in fame, alone in the game you play. Who is the controller? People laugh when feeling pain, trying to hide whats real inside. Lies cover truth, death overcomes #life. Period. Can a paperclip hold up a wet dog on a clothing line? In dreams you feel power, wake up to cold water hitting your face as you lay in the tub taking a shower. Thinking a perfect thought too much, your mind wonders into an abyss. Dark worlds cloud your brain and lose your faith. The house you live in becomes wonderland, no Alice, no rabbit or contraband. Color of style, a past of walls and cans, gloves and a mask, no lookout. Men beat a boy of color, for looking and winking at a woman. Men look and rape woman of different colors but walk free like freedom is power. You keep on seeking success but how long will that hour last? -Artis

R.I.P LION I wanna love you and treat I wanna love you every day and every night We'll be together, yeah! with a roof right over our heads We'll share the shelter, of my single bed We'll share the same room, yeah! for Jah provide the bread. Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love that I'm feeling -Bob Marley

Still Going The#moonbrightens the night as a nightlight, white as snow on a good night. Goodnight, we say to the world, but how many of us are good in this world? It's a work of art just to walk and talk, sing and rap, write with expression and emotion to fill the hearts of the ones reading. Poetry is nothing without the experience from pain, love, happiness, tears of joy, power, pride, confusion, word play with meaning. Art is nothing without color, patience, love, anger graffiti. When we pass, it's still going onto the hearts of kind minds. The sun brightens the day as we see clearly. Good morning, we say to the future, but how will you shape your future? It's a work of art.... I'm still going...lost in a painting, a work of art.