Life

Time

You either have too much of it

Or running out of it

Breath

You’re either running out of it

Or catching too much of it

Life

You’re either afraid to live it

Or living it to the fullest

Life

You either got it by the horns

Or letting it slip right out of your hands

Life

You’re either on top of it

Or down on your luck out of it

Because living

Everyone is allowed to do

But rarely do some go out and live

#Peace 23/05/17

Life by erL

Parents of Men

Why is Nature our Mother?

And Time our Father

Are we their children?

Or could our planet be?

For Mother Nature

Feeds on her children

The more

She feeds them,

And could Father time

Know more than he says

Or let’s up

For His spawns to see.

Why is Nature

Our Mother

And Time

Our Father

Where they rightfully ill named

Or could that be so

Could there be

More than we know

For who gave them their titles

Who blessed their union?

And watched over their children

As they birthed them all,

I guess what I am trying to say

Is who is responsible for all of this?

Who could they be?

And who gave them this power

To rightfully such titles

On such descening entities

Who rightfully bore their all?

 For the children they now had.

Who named Nature our Mother?

And Time our Father

For there is yet I am still to ask them

Like what did they see

When they chose these entities

To be the parents of men

#Peace. 11/05/17 by erL

What it means, to be human

Dear black son

The world awaits your next move

Will it be a call to unite?

Or will you continue subjecting yourselves

To these horrible ill vibes

That got you now trapped in a matrix

That you never created

In the first place.

Dear black son

What will it take you?

To make you realize

That the world awaits you

At your very hand and call

To know what comes next

In our journey back home

For they followed your words fully

And await on the time

That you shall now be one

For they shall all listen

To what you have to say

As your word

Carries the essence they need

To know what it means to unite

And to live as one.

Dear black son

My journey continued not through me

My world awaits your call

For you are the ones that taught them, what it means to be human

#Peace. 15/05/15

What it means (to be human) by erL

My real Strength (to truly know)

And as the dust settled

I looked up to the sky

With no tears in my eyes no more

I could finally see my true form again

The light that came from inside of me

The image that I was once again to become

The more I became myself

My true self.

As it settled again

Just like it had once risen

My true form emerging

From the storm I had once become

I could finally see the light

Like the sun beaming from behind the clouds

I was finally free

Free to call myself one

One with myself

One with my soul

One with the all

That unites us all,

So as I stood the

Watching the dust settle

In front of my eyes

The beauty that now arose

Captivating my eyes

And mesmerizing my soul

I was finally able to let go

Where I had once held on for so long

With all my might

And strength I could master

No longer had I a reason

To act bold

When weak I was to become

In order, to truly know my real strength

#Peace. 04/05/17 by erL

Who are you?

Who are you?

To tell me who I am

When you are not the one

Walking this journey for me

So who are you?

To dictate my life

When no one

Dictates the terms for yours

The mistakes you made

And the lessons

That grew you

To the person that you are today

So who are you?

To tell me who I am

To condemn me

For my own mistakes

When they are the lessons

That are, turning me

Into the man I am

And the success I have become

So who are you?

To judge me

When it is my life to live

That you want to dictate

How I should live it

When no one dictates to you on yours

#Peace. 03/05/17 by erL

The choice for me

I am better
No matter how hard i try

I can cry
Weeping till my tears fill the ocean

But i will always be better
As long as i decided to be,

I can fall
I can stumble

Tumbling
Till i do a full barrel

But i will still be better
Then when i began

For after the fall
Comes the choice to rejoice

As i will once again
Surely pick myself up again.

So i am better
Not because it is a choice

But rather because
I made it in the first place

And if i didn't
who would i expect, to make the choice for me?

#Peace. 02/05/17 by erL

Set Myself free

It’s the ones not said

That weigh the heaviest

Words

They cast spells upon men

That’s why it’s called spelling

It’s because of the spell

They leave us in

The more we cast them out

Unto the world

The power they possess.

Men have bit their tongues

Whilst others have choked on them

And so today

I cast my own

Letting their thoughts

Set sail unto the face of the earth

Never can I get them back now

Nor can I uncast their spell

A new spell without

That’s why, I cast them anew

With the hope that

Their new conviction

Will be the eviction of the old

And set the very latest in stone

For forever, I was destined to fight

If the fight was to free myself

But what freedom was I to achieve

When my own words

Where the ones

Casting spells over my present self?

It’s the ones not expressed

That weigh the heaviest

Their emotions

The true depths of me

The true depths

Of my heart

And so today

I free myself from them

As I cast new spells above myself

With an open heart

For that is the only way

I can ultimately set myself free

#Peace. 02/05/17 by erL