Cel-Shaded GoldA Poem by Criss JamiI forgot how to write My God it's not sounding right The way I'd shape my face by phrase on a page The shades I'd make cry, pray, and praise your name
Out of the blue you chalked me on cue To change the hue of my attitude You say "I'll pull it right out of you And carry this, your arrogance An arrow in My vow to you"
So what do I do when I've lost my voice And need a ploy just to prove my choice When it's true that
That I'm the biggest fool on the planet but But I'd be a tool to wanna change it 'cause 'Cause I'm a lion in a strange land I'm untamed maybe I'm deranged and I can't say I'm a safe man
I don't sell my soul, although you know I'd I'd go render my last cel-shaded gold Through a bold But hidden code Where love and hate they'll mold fixated in a humble abode
You see I'm not perfect And for sure you've heard it Oh it's true that
That I'm the biggest fool on the planet but But I'd be a tool to wanna change it 'cause 'Cause I'm a lion in a strange land I'm untamed maybe I'm deranged and I can't say I'm a sane man
No I can't say I'm a safe man So I can't say I'm a sane man No I can't say I'm a sane man So I can't say I'm a safe man © 2013 Criss Jami |
StatsAuthorCriss JamiDCAboutAmerican philosopher, songwriter, essayist, and vocalist at Crymson Gryphon. more..Writing
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