W.A.R. (World Annihilation Reaches).

 In the battlegrounds I have to be alert and one with sound the most vicious will creep and executes plots.

My obedience to the arts of war are grand applying intense degrees on my cerebral I can only meditate and attempt to be sane. Wisdom passed on to me, a process of maneuvering and switching methods of intelligence. I listen and observe being conscious seeking to embellish on the dreams I have for my loves ones to carry on finding the patience within.

Impersonators claiming when the torture commence they will be at the ready upon the frontline blind with a passion to die with no sense of morals and knowledge. I drink the blood of my enemies from this chalice not to become one with the evil but for those that opposed me will burn in the success of my elevation.

 I won't quiver in fear in the murder lands I reside within cause no matter where you stand the higher authorities have already planted their land mines in advance. My very own right for self defense is proven to be irrelevant but my though process is beyond these american laws set for my kind. I'm suppose to be passive but I refuse to not show retaliation if I don't pursue my faith the government masses won't hesitate to put me in mental strain its a must I find a way to break away from these shackles and chains.

 My only truest and deepest desires is to protect my family and loves ones from harm so I pray to resurrect my positive intentions wishing for this energy to be carried on. I stare with a blankness so if you can't relate you will see no form of progression in figuring me out. 

 For I'm beyond this universe and when my face kiss the hearse my legacy will begin in many forms of rebirth. When the devil decides to attack I'll react and snap back taking the knives the demons inflicted upon my flesh making sure I introduce unbearable strain with the very same weapons to make them feel the same anguish they relentlessly sent to me I'm promise these tarnished souls they won't be able to compete.

Lets be completely truthful about it all where in this world ever step forward you take creates another form to embrace a downfall. Living to live putting my all in something I loved was a fatal error cause when all is said and done I was covered by snakes, vicious individuals that once had compassion got  me sadistically laughing all I want is for their deaths to be tragic. 


 Never knew the most high was by my side but I continued to control all these murderous vibes inside I vow to excavate my self out the grave that was sent for me cause my spirit won't let me die without purpose I can only ascend to tranquility. In their eyes I am suppose to remain ignorant of my lineage seeking for my beginning and end. 

 But yet cause I don't comply to their religions I'm a threat they claim all we do is sin but what about survival will they then be able to commend? A child of the sun sent from the heavens with a heart burning fueled by the deception of my advisories. 

 Secrets of extraordinary factions I embrace to control my new found hate as I watch its evolution take its place. Only aggression will free me and take me to levels to escape being reformed is the plan and my motives are to desecrate for this is W.A.R. and life is only deception revealing two sides to a tale I'm promise to those that may it possible for me to breath today I will only excel.

In These Lifestyles (Times Of The Reckless&Endangered).

  I can't remain true to myself knowing inside that I put on a smile to keep away from the questions. Only a chosen few really are sincere with concern it's all about money in this life of fake smiles, forced  laughter and disloyalties as the pages of life continue to turn. Maybe in time all that I prayed for will become clear forcing my willpower through the confusion. I'm not asking to be forgiven cause deep inside my soul I know my actions where fallacious but to be understood struggling to make a means of the tribulations I go through.

  Who would ever though I would gain control from those dark intentions that circle my mind searching for answers through my divine rhymes. I wasn't blind just could care less about the next tomorrow fed up with starving but yet I continue with begging and borrowing. 

  The aggression builds with no outlet to release the evil piercing my very soul so I can only reflect on being cruel and cold.  My attempts to restore my faith with the angels above has died suspend in hard times as I linger through the darkness praying to see a escape at the end of the lifestream. Lost in my passion with no positive thoughts to produce when the spirit is enraged seeking for a moment to be sedate and then still my blood boils and my heart quakes.


  Who really knows what the future holds where young men and women turn heartless in these hardships left to battle with the inner self. Now more then ever I  know that all is lost so I'm weary of people telling me to find hope within the cross. The miscommunication has been modified for the opulent to seek a bright circumstances while those that know suffering very well  cope with the endless misfortune living in situations to take care feeding off their lavish dreams forever in a quest to find that never dying devotion.

   Continuously in a state of animosity feeling the detrimental rage cause honestly I don't know where else to go so I hope with these poems I construct inspiration flows for generations to come through  these scriptures.  Let it be know to the creator if I'm herd cause I'm aware of your presence I'm just undecided on which way I should go cause each passing day more sinister thoughts absorb my mind frame in the end I'm the only one to blame. Freedom is what I strive for in its purest state and from never to be mislead by delusional antics living my life in vain.

 To evade these paths of corruption indulging in wicked games got my body embedded in flames then a rush overwhelmed my spirit once more being introduced by hatred frustration became. I know I will only be labeled as insane cause of my belligerent nature but living in these times its either do or die or prepare to fry to never be aligned. 

 Happiness is only a vibrant addition of desolation so I exist with a emotionless passion. Always being aware of my surroundings until the time I am reunited with my royalty where the only motive is to achieve traditional greatness to be a consistent projection of all those that continued to display all levels of intense hostility I guess I will never be truly free until I rest in peace.