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Writer's pictureRachel

hapi


dear reader,


this morning i heard this song for the first time

gcd(movedme, madememove)


so i wanted to type it out for you

to take the time to

share these words manually


with love

with you

:


i met a man playin in the woods

his piano was off-key

he sang to me softly

i bet he wouldn't change it if he could

gunshots ringin in the hood

they sound so off-beat

i'm prayin they don't off me

i promise i'd change it if i could


oh,why?


i'd retreat to the trees surrounded by green

but i need

need more for my kin and more for my team

dance to a different type beat

off kilter rhythm

check the traces of my feet

but i need

more before i dip out of the scene

for the niggas, for the queens,

for the babies, for the rounds,

for the sisters missing crowns

homies victim to apathy

like

honey drippin off the table

in front of me

feet say go

but my heart

still fights for the seed

they buy souls

but my soul

sent back the deed


oh,why?


so you get rich

ima try to get free

not exclusive mutually but

oh i

oh i gotta find the balance between

some say life is just a hell

and it's here we dwell

until we're truly free

truly, truly free

some say projects and ghettos

and seeds that will never grow

are all there is to see

i'll stay with you through

the night and in the darkest times

we'll fight through it all

until we reach that dawn

i dream of a world where

love is the rule

where hearts walk

two by two

and i with you

i dream of a place

where a child's wish

can always

come true

and the old and withered

become renewed

i met a man playing in the woods

his piano was off-key

he sang to me softly

i bet he wouldn't change it if we could

gunshots ringing in the hood

they sound so offbeat

i'm praying they don't off me

i promise i'd change it if i could


oh,why?


i can see the ripple

i can see the changes

ohmy, i can feel the reaper

i can hear the angles

oh, i cross my heart for safety

ohlord, they always called it crazy

it's really piece of mind

goodgod

all my life i had to fight

all my life passing by

all my life i had to write

all my life i had to die

all i had to sacrifice

bloodsweatandtears

i paid the price

starve today for

better days tomorrow

keep my spirits high up

when it rains

it pours

my ceiling go up

then they turn to my floor

when the game show love

been counting my blessings

my praise go up

still ten toes down

ima keep mine tucked

ima bang my buck

ima play my hand

and i aint gon change

'til i breathe my last

ima use my hands

ima play my songs

ima play my rights

ima do my dance

in the key of my life

ima sing my wrongs

ima be that light

ima clap my hands

ima smoke my weed

seed my plants and i lead

by faith when i play my jams

and you might think

i'm out of tune

but it aint got shit to do with you

ohmygod

your freedom is beyond

anyone outside of

yourselves controlling

it cannot be bought and sold

given away or even stolen

this divine entitlement

vital

to the nourishment of the soul

encourages

spiritual growth

to channel the ethereal

flow of creations river

across the cosmos

it's blessed osmosis

triggering consciousness

to focus

in a paradigm ascension

transcendent beyond all

space time dimensions

nottomention

my penchant for benediction

benedicting minds been

consistent in my grind

of using every pen and pencil

i can find

to elevate the state

of decline

that's dragging

the people down

so deep that

the climb

could never be done in a single lifetime

so i write life's lines

correction

my line's write life

correction

lifelines write up

when serving my purpose

to write

and recite

what touches

excites

ignites

and unites

us

so we can finally stop running

from freedom


we are one story

we move as one

and i with you


as a cold razor's edge,



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