I am a crucified burglar
I am guilty as charged
I am receiving due reward
Yet on my side is one who’s been charged erroneous
For he did no wrong
He is beaten, mocked and trodden
The soldiers cast lots on his clothing
On his head is a crown of thorns
On top of his cross they hang his identify
The KING OF THE JEWS!
He can save us and himself
Yet he opts to hang on this wooden cross
He hangs in there for the sake of you and me
Truly this is a man of God
Today I’ll be with him in Paradise!
I’m scared
I ain’t sure of what I’m saying
Seeing myself in the eyes of the outsider viewer of me
Buried in self righteous guilt
I write for the confused,
for the abused,
for the wrongly accused,
for the misused,
for the battered and bruised
This is why I write …
I write cos I don’t know that much
Besides rap and poetry
I write cos all I got is my all I caught
and all I thought is all brought
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I’m full of questions
I keep asking why?
WHY do you to treat me the way that you do?
What did I ever do to deserve this?
What did I ever do to you?
Have I wronged you?
And if I have, is this your way of dealing with it?
I do my best to ensure what I give you is faultless
But to you I’m just but a set of steps
You walk all over me the way it suits you
True to your words….
The gratitude of a donkey is a kick!!
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So I’m prewarning you
Before long I’ll be serving with papers
I’ll carefully jot ’em down so you’ll know
In me there is a new awareness
I’m an enlightened fool
I’m a tail that’s gradually growing a head
You treatment has taught me to how to guard my heart
I’ve learnt to build my own electric fence around my heart
I’m gently gaining my consciousness
I’m manning up to the insecurities you imposed on me
I’m gathering up my courage
Before long I’ll have enough of it to cut through your hedge of bricks
Soon and very soon, I’ll climb over it
Rest assured that when I fight my battle
I’ll not be fighting alone
The Lord wages the war on my behalf
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