Not quite ready

Why it can't be understood **** to the chest blade ready to **** flesh dont realize how blessed he really is compared to the rest of the world possessed with some girl obssessed with the curls in her hair and he rests with headphones in his ears tears flyin denyin, that hope is right here and he raises the sharp edge at the peak of his fear demons is near at the brink of the pier, anchorin they boats and he doesnt see as they leer his mind is runnin and he believes nobody has care he wishes that he was in anothers place Scarface plays in his mind and he's raisin the bass as he's layin to waste thinkin "I'm better off if I laid in a case" sin progresses with its tastes as it reels him in but he cant lose enough to quit and Jesus still defends its deep, uncomprehendable by others his praise is undefined in the eyes of his brother not yet fully expressed but he's embracin the fact that he's blessed ITS PROGRESS! the vision is given and he's lookin for his success he's no longer loveless notices that his hope for tomorrow is present and real screamin at storms as his bodily residents feel lust and temptation, desire to be accepted by the nation but reality is that its an ongoing war no stalements in this world its gotta be either-or though they be the enemy at times he's feedin their sores and housin their **** although never long enough to do weekly chores his bravery is satire cause he doesnt desire for his life to retire for his home's sands his main goal is to make the enemy die for his homeland he sighed for his old man took a shot to the chest he's taken a bold stand the enemy gets holes in his vest its all hard to explain and comprehend, as he sends, this message of how sin wishes death upon many men it wished death on this man and still does till this day depressed and opressed through these lines he escapes THAT HIS WAY! God said that he'd never put more on us than we could bear God reveals to him his way out as his mind climbs the air blends with words and past experiences as he still wonders why? earphones still in his ears at night as he thinks on whats nigh what event could be headed towards him? where is his hope for tomorrow? realization-it's in God's hand not in the blade of sorrow

PDT_001 PDT_001 ...2 thumbs up...nice job

wow! that was really good. didnt know you had it in you jason. nice job... =D>

Thanks alot for readin it yall. I'm not really a poet or anything but sometimes you just gotta clear your mind and I do it w/ lyrics or poetry sometimes. Just what was on my mind ... O yea and I called the post not quite ready cause I'm barely ready to be lettin my thoughts hit the air like that...just had to say that cause it sound like im bein arrogant like im the hit or somethin lol.

That was a really good poem keep up the good work