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My Father Figure...................................................... ..........By: KWAN........................................... To the Father I never had, and the stories you never told The bond we’ll never have, and home I’ll never knowSleep mother sleep, mourn not for what confides within As we lay rest to memories and forge locks to silent sins If not my mind listens, and ponders upon what is missed Yet all is said and done, it goes not to what does not exist To God its not but is, but we are shot so lets not forgive Created in our father’s image I’m not but I mock what is Subtract a man from Jesus, a man’s not what you see its… An empty picture of a figure of men who’ll never be him Its treason, worth himself a man more or less is wretched With regret it, still remains at best an unmissed conception As I’ve wept with to accept what’s kept as a brisk infection Is that what you expect in, an undeserved birth to step in A masquerade of moral lesson to test if my depths intrepid Just get this, I am more a man than you beyond any meaning & it's being this fact, seeing your act, from season to season my depths of knowledge grows, from your lack - and I reason to make amends of a face, but not to the bond misplaced.. or never was, ever existed is a lie graved to your disgrace To say, your were not a man, is in fact, it is what it is.. God & your soul knows, a man of wholesome faith was risen Given from a seed, not meant to succeed, but secede a missing.. As I twisted to the right side, cause the wrong meant a prison A man of honest values, family treasure, morals rated one.. not one to seclude himself, fate to escape - leave what is not yet son As an additive, I last to live, and create, a man of relations.. & subtract, a fault altered mistake.. to make just imagination A creation of something, so profound, twas that you eluded.. A real man, from the seed of a man, much better suited.
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Emotions... By: Kwan Bannister................................................... ..[Kanye] I need love...Like LL, I can't move forward I'm down 0-1, I need more points on the scoreboard All my friends have found theirs, but mine seems lost Right now I'm willing to buy it, no matter the cost I've heard some speak about, even read about it They always say "Yours will come"... ...But I say "We'll see about it" I can't be without it, I don’t know why but I'm empty Simply to put it simply, I need love to fulfill me I know it may sound silly, but I feel a void inside me Nowhere near the surface, but deep down in hiding... Providing a mental and emotional distress... My physical is in impeccable condition, nonetheless I have had a mistress, and even a main squeeze But none of these women came close to meeting my needs I can't believe how long I've been without a love 32 long years, with no social life, no wife... ...and me, not being a hub Well enough is enough, I'll set out on a quest Whatever tomorrow brings, and I'm hoping for the best I'll fill that void in my chest, make my dreams become reality No if ands or buts, maybes or other technicalities I'll find love and make it work, Emotional euphoria or bust I know love is ready for me, but am I ready to leave lust? Ahh shucks who knows, but that brings another question to mind How will Love know how to find me if...Love is blind?[Kanye] What make me smile is your smile and your inner glow without you, I get bigger woes. Feels like I’ve been sent to where the sinners go our loves steeper...your flows like the ocean but much deeper Questioned myself?? saying, “Id be a fool not to keep her†Got cold feet thinking of our future hot conjunction It’s a lot of something, without u I would stop to function Blown and shot to nothing, and this poem... had to flow it Like a poet, times I said my love for u was deep but didn’t show it Grab a tissue you’ll be cryin from hearin... damn I miss u Touch u, hold ya hands and kiss u, sorry I didn’t man the issue I’ve been half stepping in this race, goin the whole mile 3 ½ yrs, still remember on my space checkin ya profile Memories of being beside u...the music we got our vibes to Constant reminders to show u no one loves u much as I do The paths ruined?...nah...watchin ourselves like our backs glued in Ya kiss...now that’s soothing and each one, im attached to them Still my precious...proud of watchin my angel spreading wings But I feel were too young for vows and silver weddin rings Trust my plan, ur loves one in a million and lust is grand Pease forgive me..im not always just but know im just a man Made a great fall for me...but none of our summers good U wanna be heard...be missed but not a “miss understood†We spit harsh words but don’t mean them...we both struggle to beat em What we have is like America im just tryin to enjoy my freedom Fundamental differences....but routines stayed the same Promises are like dollars...meant to be broken...but I don’t wanna change Sorry for how im actin and im sorry that I ever doubt u I spit expressions in metaphors...but this ones really about u………
Time Is Money?...................................................... ........i find it funny, cuz.. if time is money, why's my mom stay prayin still? why's she worked all her life but can't afford to pay the bills? it ain't somethin i'd say is real cuz i don't believe it helps if time is money, why do poor old folk buy dog food to feed themselves? and no i don't agree with what jesus tells, i don't look forward to mass why people go to church all they lives when it takes more of their cash? i see whores when they pass, the reason that i'm asking this if time is money, why can't all the times they sold their bodies buy happiness? money's not exactly lasting bliss or i'd be rich for every time i bothered to cry if time's money, why can't i buy some of it with my grandfather who died? before i was around to talk to the guy, cuz now he is a ghost if time's money, why can't i put it in a trust fund for when i need it the most? i think it's a gimmick created by politics and i ain't feeling it's fair if time's money, why was paris hilton BORN a fucking millionaire? this bullshit won't stop, it's somethin we need to take action in if time's money, why's lebron set for life cuz nike named a shoe after him? it's almost like we have to sin, just in order to introduce ya riches cuz immoral shit like porn is what's really gonna produce it quickest the noose is thickest, my life? i don't know what it's happenin for if time is money, i'm broke as fuck.. guess i shouldnt have any more i've reached insanity's core and there's no escapin this evil cigarette companies make money with time when they take it from people i'm hating this lethal cycle that never ends, it ain't somethin i feel because if time is money, then how come only one of em heals?
By: Kwan Bannister................................................... .........................I’ll leave hearts frozen, bringing numbness to all human emotion Killers slay with me in mind, I laugh in the face of doom n destruction Don’t ask me for directions…or ill mislead you till lost in the night Flossed in the ice, I’m a Dog of War; savage you with frost when I bite Incite anarchy; make even the upright lose faith as I smite families Make moms kill babies; I bring pains & mental-strain like gum disease Streets know me well dun; icy niggaz carry me in the form of a gun So you can run to warmth of the sun, but its fate for winter to come I support all aspects of hostility… & I’ll happily sponsor genocide All your potions are useless, there’s no true serum for my idle demise Invisible to naked eyes, moving covertly camouflaged by cloudy skies Turn love iced make a loved one leave ya, so your damned even deeper So don’t expect a favor… I’m running hand-in-hand with the Reaper. … Drug addicts rely on me to put a freeze on their disturbed memories So I hit em up with a heavy dosage of minus twenty degrees Cold rains, my reign is consistent forget fire I’m primal to it I shower hailstones like bullets…, sending shivers to spinal fluid I’m that judge in that courtroom, giving you the evil eye Serve you fifteen to life, smirk as you wave your people goodbye I make orphans flood tears; days are dark & blue, chilly Sold black slaves with Columbus from Jamaica to Papua New Guinea Enter bloodstreams, abstract dreams in ghoulish nightmares Told my bitch fuck an abortion clinic…& threw her down two flights of stairs Knock you unconscious empty your pockets as you fight for air So bitter, look at the chips on my shoulder, they’re more like rocks I’m just waiting for the sun to die so I can turn the globe into an ice-block … Creeping thru cracks & hinges, attaching rigor-mortis to the wasted Appearing in many guises surreptitious, my presence is faceless Frosted thoughts, remorseless activities keep my essence chilled I’ll terrorize villages & city dwellers; have innocent peasants killed I give spirit to soldiers, they lust sight of blood once filled with coldness Sharp witted, living infamous, I stiffen joints bring arthritis to oldness The frost takes naps, resting on mountaintops creating a haze The lost wander into my mist, once inside: no escape from the maze Early graves lay in my hands; I trampled Africa ruined towns for diamonds Sparkle, I’m that Jewel in the Crown, working on Royal Consignment Operating the hatred of heathens who believe in loyal assignment To excitement which involves fighting & somebody is stabbed Grabbed by the throat violently choked, head slammed on the road slabStory is told, Its Cold
Freedom of Choice .............................................. By: Kwan....................................................... I'm writing the instances where we've been blinded by images, With the lies and percentages when our Rights are still limited, So I'd advise that you benefit from these ties in my sentences, As I rise from these premises to visualize these predicaments, Institutionalized witnesses, victims of critics with voices, Stick to Amendments defending the hypocrites and the choices, And the Christians exploited paying expenses in portions, Tithes are twisted and significant to spending, extortion, So relinquish these noises that try to implement shit, With innovations, degrading everyones citizenship, More influential it gets, and adaptation if normally, With the relation to what psychologists say to conformity, We're complacent unknowingly, living life like a fool, Devices and cues; Rely, apply, then abide by the rules, We stay silenced, unmoved, and we accept that we watch, Don't go indepth, except that we're scared to step out the box, Because of death and the plots, believers evaporated, The Act of Hatred, most of our greatest leaders were assasinated, So we relax in sanctions, instead of embracing advancements, No changing and planning, just lacking in taking advantage, So we face it and panic, can't expand lets be honest, Every land and Administration quietly ran by the Congress, Hand in Hand some are punished, by credible services, Neglected for purposes due to differences and medical disturbances, Disrespectful occurences, critically debated in time, Transgenders and gays are still viciously hated in crimes, But that fades in our mind, we stay shelled and it rages me, That Jefferson sign's to 'freedom', while Clotel's in slavery, You can't tell, but it's blatantly not a choice nor given, Different sorts depending because it's either forced or a gimmick, Names forged and written, accepting every typical column, Reading literal terms turned into political problems, From criminal stardom, we supply accordingly to the foes, Disproportioned ghettos, yet they still strive for minority votes, More importantly though, lets go back and stand by the flaws, Blacks were 'free', but ran by Jim Crow and the grandfather clause, Yet we still stand all in awe, constantly too restricted to blame, Go back to being inflicted, now we're too timid to complain, Not being too specific to name, but I'm feeding the course, That just because we're free, doesn't mean we have a freedom of choice.