Love Rant

There is something that has been getting to me,

Far more than what most think,

It’s this misconception of a common belief,

That a man should always chase the woman or she will leave,

But this concept is too one-sided for me,

If I take a step forward and you continue to step away from me,

How could this ever be how love is found; don’t you see,

If I am trying to get you closer to me,

Then why do you continue to walk away from me,

If my love and getting to know me is what you really seek,

Why do I always have to be the one to respond first,

Then criticized by others for feeling love’s thirst,

You say love is what you want, then why me, the man, the only one at work,

Then you wonder why from exhaustion my love takes a ride in a watered down Hurst,

Then I see you ask why can’t you find a good man,

Well you did, but you just didn’t understand,

That a relationship takes more than a chase and me saying, well I ran,

Love is a cross country event and it takes a much better plan,

Cause we are all sprinters, but you are always a step ahead of me,

I’m not asking you to slow down; I’m saying turn towards me,

Cause no journey is too long if we will just meet in the middle,

After all, that is the only answer to true love’s riddle,

“How can a person find love?”

Alone the fact is they can’t,

Because it takes two to rise above,

This is love’s truth and the end of my rant.

IF I DIE TONIGHT

IF I DIE TONIGHT

If I die tonight what would I want you to know,
If I lost my life tonight where would you go,
If the darkness came for me where would my light show,
Blood of my veins but does my love flow,
I guess I want you to know my heart is tied to yours,
After you it closed all doors,
You got the ceiling and I need no floors,
It is for you alone I got no more one mores,
If the life left me there is no need to stay,
I would never to ask you to live that way,
But Just once you know what I have to hear you say,
I will look down and trust I know baybay,
So if the darkness takes me just know the light will shine,
And for an eternity only you will be mine,
I will wait for you on the other side,
But live life just save that little part of you that we said was mine,
And trust my love will flow with the rain,
That’s just me trying to wash away your pain,
So break away from it because I leave no chains,
God will send another to take those reigns,
So If I die tonight I want you to know I did not go,
So let the light show and go with the flow,
Because My Love will watch over you Blow for Blow,
And God will take you and the right way he will Show.

By: Carlos ‘Los’ Lightsey

The Homeland’s Forgotten People

“The Homeland’s Forgotten People”

          A Nation within a Nation, We are considered lost,

But easily found are We, and a little pride would be all its cost,

          America the Proud and the Beautiful, they want you to see,

But much is a different story found upon its History,

          They tell you of the Glory; from Sea to Shining Sea,

But America founded on Death; it swims in Past Misery,

          A Land claimed to be founded by Those that are not from Us,

America the Land Survived plenty, but none were named Columbus,

          Some say we should be revered but we ask only Peace,

But Slandered throughout history, and given small land to Lease,

          America says Respect Others, but to Us they give not a Damn,

Even to its Capital Washington, We are but a Redskin Man,

          They chose to tell Us laws and manners They do not Respect,

And They hope They can leave Us behind, because all Others seem to Forget,

          This is true to an extent, but Most have just chosen to Neglect,

They say a Simple Trail of Tears is all it was in Retrospect,

          But Generations of Pain will not be eased with a Neglectful Smile,

Especially when Its Capital chants its Slur, the name that is so Vile,

          And all Our complaints are met with a False Truth of Lie’s Denial,

They say They want to end Racism, but in Fact It’s Their Capital’s Style,

          They say there was a Dream, but clearly We have been Left Out,

And Ignored are Our Complaints, no matter how We Shout,

          We, My Native People, stand Firm in all Doubt,

Is this Truly What America will have Us tell Our Kids, THIS IS ALL AMERICA IS ABOUT?

 

By: Carlos ‘Los’ Lightsey

Free verse

Trapped in a mind of sin,

Got me asking how Lord can I win,

How can I get past me,

And look for the way you want me to be,

I just don’t understand how,

And at times I swear it’s got me down,

But you tell me lift that head up,

Because you got me; you never get fed up,

But the devil out here trying to get me with the set-up,

And he just waiting like a voice box; cause you know I’m going to hiccup,

But you are there to help me hold my breath,

You tell me; you got me in the life after death,

But these burdens I swear they way down on my chest,

I need more strength to study this so I can pass the test,

I want that grade; I need that A,

I need your help; I need your Grace,

So here I am; Here I pray,

Hoping here in my heart; you will stay,

So forgive me for my past transgressions,

I know this seems like an obsession,

Or maybe it seems like just another session,

But in truth this is my faults my confession,

I am weak without you,

I will break without you,

My future is bleak without you,

I can’t get on that winning streak without you,

So here I am on the platform,

And this voice box is getting a little warm,

I’m ready to try and scream your name,

I don’t seek riches, glory in life, or even fame,

All I want is the truth of your words,

Anything else seems to much, too absurd,

So in a since I digress,

This is my passion of Christ address,

So take me below that water and let your blood run through my veins,

Because I want the best, I am tired of the same.

 

Cancers of Stress

It was settling, calming, coming to a stand still,

Life was getting easy, should have known too surreal,

Thunder came, and down came a shudder and rain,

A chill ran down the spine, and the world brought on the pain,

A family broken by drugs and a conqueror of greed,

A busted love, A busted heart, one defeated sent to knees,

Screaming in vain, filled with blame, praying for a better change,

Going insane, feeling drained, wasted youth oh what a shame,

How can the progress in this house made of stone,

Burdens of family stressed, how can they move this along,

Without courage and strength, are they destined to fail,

Surrounded by screams and chants of words like “go to hell”,

Outside hope, they see as their only way to prevail,

But the only contact anymore is via text, call, and voice-mail,

Because stranded in a search for a better life, is their hope,

All wishing it would come faster but life just says nope,

But their hope, as fast as he can, continues,

Till the day he’s able to come back to the rescue,

So they can move on to the best of life’s happiness,

But until then this family suffers in life’s cancers of stress.

 

By: Carlos Lightsey