City of Light (full)A Poem by The Rose That Grew From ConcreteThis actualy happened more to come on this event in my life. This is the Full version the shorter one is half the size
I remember the day that I saw the city of light A trip that told me I was the own to make the world right It was 2004 I was in the 7th grade It was a fool around wrestling match were a thin mat was laid On the concrete floor, blood was rushin through my bloodstream Because it was me against the strongest guy on the team I wasn’t scared I didn’t back down in the face of doubt The team crowded the mat no way out It started out smooth all was even unclear But then he ran at me and tried to hit me with the spear I stood strong caught him in a headlock But he stuck his hands in for a block So I got behind him in a sleeper hold I had it in but he kicked my legs out from under me His hand across my diaphragm and hit the floor brutally I start losein my sight and I try to breath but I can’t get air And Coach Rale was yellin get up son, but I was barely aware My mind faded into unconscious thought, maybe it was death I saw the darkness of my mind I glared at it blankly But then under me appeared a bright road, and ahead of me a city A city made of light; I was in a trace I had to enter As I got closer I could see at the gates stood my grandmother It shocked me she had bee gone for almost ten years Joy grew inside me as stated to run towards her and away from here But then her voice of pure harmony said “your work isn’t yet finished” I said what work is she talkin about I had no work to be vanished She said “go back Jason it will all be clear” I woke up the coach above me, and my mind unclear I got up and I was ok when I could think again I begin to see things I saw the governments plan; I saw the power with my new writings I became creative and always new the truth my moral compass out grew society And it was where I became the revolutionary I am and will be undoubtedly It was my awakening I stopped conforming and taking others thoughts I could now think for my self and I saw how everyone were robots I saw that parents and the authority figures weren’t always right The greatest gift ever given, the day I saw the city of light Now I knew it was my duty to teach the world how to love and prosper And now I am Jason X the ghetto philosipher © 2008 The Rose That Grew From ConcreteReviews
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1 Review Added on April 15, 2008 AuthorThe Rose That Grew From ConcreteFort Smith, ARAboutMy Name is Jason X and I'm a 17 year old guy born and raise in Fort Smith, Arkansas. I have a very imaginative and revolutionary mind. Please Comment more..Writing
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