But first, a few words from perhaps my greatest personal hero, whom saved my life countless times, who transformed the world, yet never was properly recognized for his sacrifice & contribution to humanity.
Black Jesuz. The Shining Serpent, Tupac Amaru Shakur, The one who killed the MC:
They ask us why we mutilate eachother like we do, and wonder why we hold such little worth for Human life, facing all this drama.
But to ask us why we turned from bad to worse, is to ignore from which we came.
You see, you wouldn't ask why a rose that grew from the concrete had damaged petals. On the contrary: We would all celebrate its tenacity. We would all love its will to reach the sun.
Well, we are the roses, this is the concrete, and these are our damaged petals.
~ The King of Rap, The Living Legend, Tupac Amaru Shakur.
Without further ado:
Dedicated to Pyrrhic Tragedies & Forlorn Legends, Beyond Count.
Angels in my pockets, and serpents at my heels:
Reeling towards Oblivion, in a World turned surreal.
Mysteries of the cosmos beckon at our door,
Crucial steps towards both Heaven & Cross, both now with rose adorned.In quiet contemplation, floating, far from my usual faire,
Into the canvas, my mind’s burning, spun in kaleidoscopic stare.
A World of wrought ruin, bereft of love, veering vain,
Ripped from present: White Fire, Pure Christ, yet bereaved & insane.Much of it was destined. Lessons must be learned.
Though I wonder, what lesson lil’ Latasha was destined earned;
Why did Pac have to be shot? Why was Suzie's fall unheard?
Why were visionaries squashed, instead of brought on-board?Was it because they were unholy? How much worse were they, than I?
Was it 'cause their clothes was dirty? Or did you fall to fear's dark side?
Perhaps you offered rose rejected, and felt left with no aught choice,
Or perhaps you made a sacrifice: I perceive, but won't rejoice.~ Of Lambs & Serpents, by Baron "Luminifer" Arcanus.