My good friend wrote this a while ago and I liked it soo much that I asked if it would be okay for my to put it up on the blog. Of course he said yes due to fact that it was my blog because he denied A LOT of people. I mean CNN was going to do a story about this piece but he rudely politely declined.
“Today Nobody Cares But Tomorrow They Will”
By Eli
They asked me if I know real,
Chill, I know its not all about the thrill.
We all got problems.
From people cutting us in line,
To people dying from lines.
I say why not be patient,
After all, I’m in no rush to the end of the line.
Fine, I’m no celebrity, but I star in the real world.
The one where thugs are real and people are found in the corner curled.
Now I’m not the one to kill, steal, or lead a life of deceit.
I love, care, share, inspire, motivate. Don’t believe me, I kept the receipt.
The ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr.
So I keep on, move on with my dream that one day the people of Moses will be let go.
So I keep on, and put on that smile that could change the world.
And I keep on, knowing that the acts of our own reproduction are leading us closer to our own destruction.
Must I keep on, knowing that the same people I am trying to help will one day turn their back on me and spit on my face when I yelp.
Thus they sleep on, the hand that feeds them the truth, cause it would be tragic for it to reach the youth.
Must I keep on, knowing that a couple of words could lead to my own destruction if I am not armed to the tooth.
And I keep on, knowing that we are all children of the same God.
So I keep on, knowing he will be by my side wheter my path be narrow or wide.
So I keep on, knowing the truth; that in the end, they will need it more then myself.
I think therefore I am. I ink with my pen and you tell me if its worth more than the million dollar man.
I give, I instill, I set the fire on the burning bush; after all people are blinded by the products they push.
So I push, I Pray Until Something Happens.
After all, when I reach the end of the line, I want to feel satisfaction.
I say why not be patient,
Foster good, sow the seed of righteousness,
So we can reap women who can not just say their mothers but wives,
so that our people will no longer be the majority in prisons.
We all got problems. But,
Chill, its not all about the thrill.
Ask me if I know whats real.
I see your site is looking more legit. and i see i got another shoutout, preciate it.