City of Light (The Vision Only)A Poem by The Rose That Grew From ConcreteThis is the Short Version Stories to come.
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 philosopher © 2008 The Rose That Grew From ConcreteReviews
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2 Reviews 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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