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The Representative


who am i;

it is me the one you long to admire,
the person you'd love to bring home to momma
the brother that embodies everything
you've ever imagined, the

correct answers to all your hidden questions
the perfect gestures wither calm or under pressure;
your heart i treasure, under the cover you stimulate
my pleasure, but sometimes what u say don't measure
to the standard of my prism;

vision i witness is divine and given to those that don't lack
faith but dwell in the wisdom and grace of the light that
shines through the darkness;

i attempt to be what i assume u expect me to be, when
who i am is really what i pray you could overstand and see
but descriptions of my internal pain makes it hard to explain
the stains on blood on my window panes

it's me that intrigues your dreams
it is i that subsides your tearless crys
cuz all you know is what i televise
surprised u r when the true me is exposed

i wanted your love, but unscrupulously i had to indulge
cuz righteousness is your only drug;
you gave me your soul when sin was my only prescription
to heal my forbidden redemption, apprehension had me all
on the defensive, miscomprehension had me on a suicide mission
impossible to envision when it's your soul on the descending opposition
so i pretend to imprison anyone and anything that threatens my previsions
to keep humanity on an upward ascension,
to prisms beyond division where time is present,
the past is irrelevant, and the future is eternal blessings;

but i am who i am and the flag of the fraudulent remains
stained, tatted, branded, however, most civilians refuse to overstand it

the process of elimination, the affirmations of retributional actions
withstanding documentation in an Indian genocidal nation
where race relations consist of fragmented babies,
as beautiful as roses united with pink daisy's grazing on pastures,
surviving tsunami's and other shaky disasters,
born again bastard, but train all day
preparing for whatever kind of natural disaster threatens my neutron reactors

this is i, no disguise, but willing to learn and grow to heighten my
mental, physical, and spiritual rise...

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