Life

Its Life

Its more than the words the flow out of my mouth.
Its more than the lonely bird that flys south.
Its the degree of the pain you see.
Its the way of life.
Its the knife that pierces the light.
Its the way you see it.
Its when you choose to believe it.
Its what you live for.
Its the ocean shore.
Its more.
Its crazy minds.
Its mankind.
Its abusive people.
Its the steeple.
Its where they come to pray.
Its the darkened day.
Its more than what you say.
Its what you show.
Its whats below.
Its whats inside.
Its that you tried.
Its more than your rep.
Its you first step.
Its the crys for help.
Its hell.
Its self-hatred.
Its are love tainted.
Its the rain.
Its the shame.
Its walken through the street at night.
Its the spite.
Its kid being raped.
Its videotaped.
Its sick.
Its quick.
Its one blow.
Its nothin to show.
Its the cops by the light of the day.
Its what they cant say.
Its the tall tales.
Its about the jails.
Its behind the bars.
Its all the scars.
Its are sight.
Its the flight.
Its on the way home.
Its where we roam.
Its the tolerance.
Its the flinch.
Its a fight.
Its flying a kite.
Its when were five.
Its when we choose to hide.
Its the blood.
Its a flood.
Its war.
Its wether we choose to soar.
Its peace & love.
Its if we come from above.
Its lust
Its all of us....