The world is wounded by man’s actions. It thrives in and widens by little bacteria with their own agenda but the same goals, bacteria like lies, propaganda, conspiracies, hate, racism, tribalism, segregation of any kind, as long as it begets pain and devastation. And when a person tries to eradicate these bacteria, the effort has always proven useless and dangerous to the unlucky heroes to be. Infact their actions tend to be used to fuel the problems. What is there left to do… How do you save yourself when you always get in the way…
When you see me walking on the streets,
And I seem to no not have a destination,
Doesn’t mean am lost for a meet.
Its on purpose that I have no direction.
For somewhere deep in a castle that glints,
I seet across someone and hold a conversation.
Me: want to play chess,
Him:hmm, sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of the visit?(he snaps his fingers and the chess board appeared) last you where here you were a mess. I’ll take the white, you be the dark
Me: well, you live, you learn. I think karma has taken a liking to me…
Him:(he moves, I move) hmmm… What is it this time?
Me: don’t pretend like you don’t know… Ah…! Am winning this one.
Him: fine I know, so what? You want me to wave a magic wand and make your problems go away?(notices something.) best change direction before you make friends with the tarmac.
In the real world, I turn a corner… It was evening and a little light rays hit the street, it was scarcely populated. As I continued on, I was back in the castle.
Me: Haha no… That’s mine to bare. I just want company.
Him: (left with one move, I block him, checkmate)Bah! Huuuh! Win some… Lose some. Go find a real person.
Me: not that easy,
Him: am not real… Don’t be afraid of rejection. Say hello,.
Me: haha if it was that easy, I wouldn’t need you.
Him: Exactly! (he says, leaving) Remember, am you, so I know you can d.. ..
He fades away. Am left in the castle alone.
I go back to reality, I walk by a coffee shop, I see a lady alone through the window…
Leap of faith?
No role models and am here right now,
No role models to speak of.
Aye… Life’s a bitch but she the baddest bitch.
But without her we ain’t got no better us. She is a lesson that we can’t live without.
So even if you call 911 and run, you’d be ashamed about it.
Now remember, back to a better you, before you were a great family, before you had the courage to protect all of that imagination…
Who had your back when you were but a fledgling?
This I wrote inspired by J. Cole… No role models…
Maybe life is the role model?