Hear my voice

Hear my voice

A Poem by Alyzjah Kellam

Stop to look around, sometimes I'm feeling gray
Listening to the false justification for what the worlds ego's have to say
I'm mad that so many have come to be so mislead
Missing the feeling of their heart rather to stick to their head instead
What am I to do? me resting, just sitting clear
Headed toward a higher direction from which my concious steers
I battle my feeling just trying to keep it just
Some times with this world I just feel like giving up
People entertain the crazy, and mis understand the sane
How can we overcomplicate something thats so plain?
Nation full of workers, and no one wants to think
Whats the next thing I am to manifest my way
These are the crys, of an awaken soul
That only possess one goal, for the truth to be told
So I get hyper that I get to awaken yall
A life long journey, that could never take no long
Time isn't of a factor, thats what detures the peace
Not to stay within the moment, is when I lose my sanity
All these problems not mine, but still causing pain to me
The world is my place, and I call it home
Divine truth, wisdom, coming from all across my dome
My number one virtue, is to end the violence
To end this nonsense, I see it clear, so its time we stop it
Life is timeless,
So sometimes I'm feeling lifted up
Have to let it go, if it procceds to leave me stuck
Consistantly growing, thats a must
And creating life bonds, with souls, building trust
We all one big family,
At the core, all is the same as me
being highly intuitive, its only ever clear to see
trapped in a society, that doesn't try to keep you free
You know the truth about this place
But everyone you meet is stuck in the grasps of a material race
we get oppressed to obtain, whats needed to live,
and are forced to grow old and lose the mind of a kid,
But here i sit,
The one that was never told,
Who is forever young and never growing old,
just growing mad from what I see by my soul,
Because my brothers and sisters settle for bronze in the place of gold,
All and everyone wants to waste their shine,
I'm just trying to harness mine
A living example of what is to be,
and
Trapped by the one thing that has set me free.

© 2016 Alyzjah Kellam


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Added on September 19, 2016
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Alyzjah Kellam
Alyzjah Kellam

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My names Alyzjah Kellam, and i'm 18 years of age. I am a fully awakened human being, that has obtain a heightened state of awareness. The purpose to why I am here is to really the information I obtain.. more..

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