I was sad as a child

I didn't wanna go on living

As a teen I was real rowdy and wild

I was far beyond driven

My mamma didn't take it mild

All the pain she was given

After the night my heart was styled

To my mamma I just wouldn't listen

Cards against me stacked and piled

Due to not having any kind of vision

Insanity was the case to be filed

It was hard for my momma to make that decision

At the age of fifteen

I hit the roads grit and grime

I wanted to see those sights unseen

Even if it meant commiting a crime

I set out to do those things unclean

It was hard for me to make a dime

I wasn't fit for the the in-scene

So I ran with the worst of slime

Begging for bread like a machine

Hustling anyone who'd give me the time

This was to become my daily routine

My never ending mountain to climb

I made my way home

After livin' six years on the run

All over the country I spent time to roam

My soul felt as though it weighed a ton

So I let a head doctor mess with my dome

I wanted to make sense of all I've seen and done

I let the doctor know I was struck by the moon during the peak of its gloam

I let the doctor know the pain I felt while missing the rays of the sun

The doctor went over the case with a fine tooth comb

He found me to be a lunatic that should never own a gun

Together we set out to put some meaning and rhyme to a fatal poem

Sad to say the doctor and I didn't always see as one

Time and again

I went back on the road

To live a life burdened with sin

On my mind spirits have tugged and towed

Sending my head for a spin

After all the bad seed I've sow'd

When it comes to my confession I don't know where to begin

I ramble on to loosen the load

Knowing by my lifestyle I'm cutting it thin

Leaving me with no ground to hold

When it comes to being like my kin

And keeping a heart of gold

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Out of the clear I heard a voice that plainly spoke

With me an Angel had decided to ride

The Angel wasn't playin' no joke

He did away with all my pride

My heart was instantly broke

He told me God's grace was sufficient in the weakness I hide

In tears I went on to soak

I reflected over my life and sighed

I felt bad for not being like the ordinary folk

To the heavens above I cried

On my neck I felt to heavy of a yoke

By the darkness I knew I'd be tested and tried

In life I was thought to be gifted

Visions danced before my eyes

By the devil I was left to be sifted

Due to getting caught up in the darkness and the lies

The Lords favor upon me has often shifted

Yet The Most High still hears my heart while it cries

If you mention the name of Jesus I get lifted

Even though I carry on doing things Jesus cant help but to despise

From the Lord at times I've drifted

Yet I still dare to ride the wind on which the eagle fly's

I'm seldom scared if things get a little rough and rifted

I know where I'm going after my body dies

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In discord with dissonance, they dance, before my eyes.

With stridency they boisterously draw near.

Their chitter chatter, making a bunch of clatter.

Served to me on a silver platter, as if I were a Mad Hatter.

Should it really matter...???

It's all a bunch of lies!!!

What's got me scared is what the voice's have been bellowing in my ear.

They say my soul belongs to them after my body dies.

Such racket, I can't hack it, or back it.

It's a bunch of hoopla I don't wanna hear.

With their latest jarring they've hit a sour note, and now to God my heart cries.

Voice's that have found a way of ascension, from another dimension.

They've come to capture my attention, while my minds under suspension; only to bring about a lot of contention.

To lose my soul to all there bewailing and caterwauling makes me wanna shed a tear.

My only hope is God looks down upon me from the skies.

My only hope is God see's what's made my vision blear.

My only hope is God looks down upon me and sighs.

Knowing my soul is something I hold close to my heart, and very dear.

I must confess In times past through the terrible lows and tremendous highs.

I let the voices carry on with their hubbub, like each were a scrub, drunk at the pub, on some whiskey or beer.

Only this time the angle, of the jingle they jangle, over my head has found it's place to dangle, and it's my patients it tests and try's.

All their fussing over my soul has got me feeling a bit queasy, sleazy, cheesy, and queer.

I gotta ask God for some balls to grow between my thighs.

I gotta kick things into a much more higher gear.

I gotta look to heaven for the source of my prize.

Thier disquietude over my soul, has brought about a detonation.

One which caused an eruption, of corruption, that's found its way into my mind to leer.

A pandemonium of demons has got me running scared, due to the way they've cut me down for size.

I have no choice but to kick myself in the rear.

I have no choice but to let my temperature rise.

I have no choice but to let my anger sear.

It's time to embrace, the power given by God's grace, it's place, so I can stand in my fears face, until my fears are all gone without a trace.

It's time for the voice's, and I to cut ties.

I'm no longer gonna listen to their babbling, bedlam, blare into my ears.

I'm no longer gonna be scared when I see them manifest, to mock me with a fleer.

The way they crossed me with their unmelodious, unharmonious, ambiguous, hullabaloo, out of the blue, and so untrue, wasn't one bit wise.

Gods gonna give me the ways, and means to defeat the voice's sonance, and turbulence,

Gods gonna put an an end to their uproar over my soul, and I say this with great cheer.

Due to this it's me their gonna hammer, with their clamor, to try to cause me to stammer.

I know one last hoo-ha is gonna go down, and the fireworks are gonna go off.

I know they'll have one last sqwauk, and squabble due to their outcome.

Cause I'm gonna cast them down lower than any scum, and send them packing, feeling deaf, blind, and dumb.

Never again will I fall scared over a cacophony of voice's.

Never again will I fall scared of the harshness found in the noise, brought about by their guise.

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noun, plural ca·coph·o·nies.

harsh discordance of sound; dissonance:a cacophony of hoots, cackles, and wails.

a discordant and meaningless mixture of sounds:the cacophony produced by city traffic at midday.

Music.frequent use of discords of a harshness and relationship difficult to understand.

A hop

A skip

A JUMP

Up

NORTH

Down

SOUTH

Out

EAST

Over

WEST

Down THE

ROAD to

THE

HIGHWAY

Left upon

THE

INTERSTATE

Right to

THE CITY

On up

to THE

NEXT

STOP

Whichever

way

THE NORTH

WIND

chooses

to BLOW

From

Whichever

place

THE

SOUTH

WIND

makes its

WAY

Whether

it be

a BREEZE

from

THE EAST

A GUST

from

THE WEST

It does

not matter

from what

direction

THE

WIND

greets

THE

THUMB

Standing

on the

ON-RAMP

Perched

beneath the

VIADUCT

Resting under

THE

OVERPASS

Criss Crossing

over

THE

CAUSWAY

Walking down

THE

SHOULDER

BANK

At THE

TRUCK

STOP

At THE

GAS

STATION

EYES

OPEN

BACKS to

the WIND

BED ROLL

MOUNTED

HANGIN' from

BEHIND

BURDENED by

the WEIGHT

SORE ACHY

CALLOUSED

FEET

SHOES with

HOLES in

the SOLES

HANDS

ROUGH

RUGGED

Gear

Made of

Worn

CLOTHES

all BLACK

all TORN

SOCKS

CRUSTY

when

THE

SLIMMY

SWET

decides to

DRY

UNDERWEAR

STINKY to

the WIFF

MILITANT HATS

covering

MESSY HAIR

SANDAL WOOD

covering

BODY STENCH

SILVERWARE

made into

JEWELRY

accompanied

by BIRTH STONES

Whatever

is DONE

Wherever

we GO

We must

catch a

RIDE

to GAIN

GROUND

Under the

guidance

of THE MOON

by NIGHT

Under the

protection

of THE SUN

by DAY

This is the

way WE

WILL

WANDER

As Together

We run

Oh Yeah

Go ahead and check me out for awhile

You’ll find me walkin' down the street

Stickin' to my own style

Rockin' to the rhythm of my own beat

With satisfaction in my smile

It’s you I just may greet

If you’re a bit of a voodoo chile

You best believe I’ll eat you up like fresh meat

If your character’s a little vile

For you I’m willin' to take the heat

And I’m not talkin' no guile

To me what’s seen as strange is never to sweet

If I find you to be an attraction for you I’ll go the extra mile

As I keep my motive discreet

You’ll realize I’m real versatile

When it comes to your love I wont see defeat

Even if you’re fragile

I wont ever retreat

I’ll put your heart on trial

To bleed it of all its poison and deceit

I’ll put an end to what’s futile

To establish a friendship that’s Concrete

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That's right I'll hit ya harder than a frieght trian

When it comes to feelin'

the pain of the insane

and I still wont complain

Through the highs and lows

Somethin' inside grows

A love thats real and thats just the way it goes

So I spread it around

While puttin' an end to the hellhound

Cause I'm heaven bound

I'll make sense of whats unsound

Then take the hand of a sister or a brother and lead them to higher ground

The kingdom of heaven's the greatest treasure to be found

To find the kingdom within my heart continues to pound

So your sick in the head

I got a cure that'll last long after your dead

and thats Gods love yeah love is what I said

I know you've been beat down by a world thats cold and way to red

That's why I pray by Heaven one day you can be fed

Just don't let it all go to your head

When angels gather around your bed

To teach your heart to be spiritually led

So all over the devil you can tread

Cause for you the Holiest of the Holy came down from Heaven and bled

Before the God of all Gods your case has been pled

So you can eat some of that everlastin' life given bread

Freakshows and Hobos

Friends of a different sort

It's my brain there out to distort

Manic man

To the Schizo fan

I let 'em all in on the plan

A love so deep

Is the secret I keep

For all those dressed like sheep

The seed you sow is the seed you reap

I pray angels watch over you as you sleep

To see you blessed makes me wanna weep

Super powers

From a strange domain

Exist amongst the watch towers

Of the truly insane

Tears fall like mighty monsoon showers

Due to the pain

Still we wouldn’t have the beauty of flowers

Without the rain

In their darkest hours

They pray to be set free of such a heavy ball and chain

For them my heart can’t help but to beat

A love so bitter so sweet

I know I’m of the special kind

Gifted

Uplifted

From the bottom of the world I’ve been sifted

As lunatics gather around

I find beauty in their way of deliverance

With brilliance

In their glance

As they feel free to dance

To that rock-n-roll sound

Sometimes lost then suddenly found

Always stayin' underground

Their in love with a subterranean theme

Revolution is their dream

As the world carries on very few hear their silent scream

As they get lost in another moon beam

Freakshows and Hobos

Friends of a different sort

It's my brain there out to distort

Manic man

To the Schizo fan

I let 'em all in on the plan

A love so deep

Is the secret I keep

For all those dressed like sheep

The seed you sow is the seed you reap

I pray angels watch over you as you sleep

To see you blessed makes me wanna weep

Like a schizo man

Hearin' angels as they sing

He sees the devil’s in on the plan

and after his bling

I become his fan

Knowin' he isn’t out to pull my string

To understand I do all I can

Because for him death has lost its sting

His countenance I scan

To a Holy God he chooses to cling

Somewhere within his life span

He learned to sit with the sense of a king

Feelin' a need to become part of his clan

I find rest under his wing

Dark domains and principalities

Colder than an Arctic freeze

Weigh down the heavenlies

Bringin' this man to his knees

Spiritual wickedness in high places brings about the coldest breeze

Do to the fall of man one always has to wrestle with disease

And doin' whatever one damn well please

It’s no wonder why the manic man looks to God for a sword to squeeze

There’s a dark kingdom that knows not Love to seize

Freakshows and Hobos

Friends of a different sort

It's my brain there out to distort

Manic man

To the Schizo fan

I let 'em all in on the plan

A love so deep

Is the secret I keep

For all those dressed like sheep

The seed you sow is the seed you reap

I pray angels watch over you as you sleep

To see you blessed makes me wanna weep

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Stinky feet

amongst

rose pedals

lovely smellin'

distasteful aroma

Violets amongst

four leaf clovers

growin'in

the grass

Irish Spring

come soon

with suds

made by

the rain

to wash away

the pungent

body oder

reeking havoc

on a war torn

nose like

a moldy flower

let the

sun speak

in its warm

tones to

the man

at home

without a

home

Mystery's

brought about

by knowledge

from a long

time past

gained from

insane diligence

In findin' answers

to Earth bound

secrets left

to be

Camouflaged

while fallin'

from well

wheathered lips

Like a code

to be discovered

The Information

drops from

the tongue

of the

heavenly divine

Keepin' things

From becomin'

Cryptic

Peculiar prayers

reachin' above

to the Heavens

engraved on

ancient hinged

tablets linked

together in

threes written

on by the way of a

supernatural stylus

this is the

design of

Holy prayers

painted in three

separate pictures

that can

be seen

closely nit

together

as one

appearin'

to be so

very tryptych

A battle front

inside the

head of

the innoscent

livin' amongst

the guilty dead

A battle to be

thrown under

the shade of

sun not

givin' off

it's blindin'

light due

to bein'

blocked by a

blood red moon

makin' the battle

of the righteous

less volatile

less vile

makin' the

battle appear

to be no

more than

ecliptic

The Holy watch

as the war

of all wars

The war with

Heaven known

as the final battle

of Armageddon

The war to bring

fire down from

above wags its

prideful flag

by rearin'

it's ugly head

The Holy

know the

Earths reserved

for fire

bringin' fourth

weepin' along

with lamentations

from royal

courts above

in return

for the manifestations

of a New Earth

of a New Heaven

as seen through

the revelations

of those

who chose

to view things

through eyes

known as

apocalyptic

Oh yeah she’s real pretty

and she’s the rarest type of women to find

Workin' hard at the grind

She’s even blessed in the mind

So you best be careful or she just may leave you blind

She’s got no time for a love that’s sappy

All those playground tricks just leave her feelin' crappy

If you try to come on as somethin' your not she’ll be gettin' real snappy

Puttin' you down for this don't make her feel to happy

So don’t you try to woo her in with fat stacks

of green backs

Thinkin' it’s somethin' she lacks

So don’t you try to woo her in the mix

If sex is your fix

She’s to fast for all those subliminal mind tricks

So don’t you try to woo her in with all kinds of chatter

That just don't matter

All the more it’s your heart she’ll shatter

No!

She’s not interested in material excess

Into her little world it’s no way to have access

She could give a damn about the lure that comes with success

No!

she’s not interested in capital gain

What she has to offer you is freedom from such pain

As her love falls from her eyes like a gentle rain

Yeah

Love is her gift

A love to uplift

A love like no other

A love beyond a sister to a brother

A love that doesn’t smother

like a baby in need of it’s mother

So don't you try to be her daddy

Or come on to her like a little laddy

She’s only interested if common man see's you to be a real baddy

She likes the rebellious type

One that doesn’t fall for the world’s hype

She likes a man that cry’s when love is ripe

She finds pleasure in his tears to wipe

So stick that in your pipe

And don’t you hold no gripe

You see she’s deep in all her belief

When it comes to bein' shallow she keeps it brief

So don’t you give her no grief

And try and steal her heart like a thief

Or she’ll leave you shakin' like a leaf

She sees through all sensuality

Shallow men call their sexuality

To her that's a technicality

In most men’s mentality

She finds strength in gettin' by and holdin' her own

with a little back bone

She don’t need all kinds of cash or by the world to be known

When it comes to bein' needy it’s somethin' she’s out grown

No!

She’s not interested in material excess

Into her little world it’s no way to have access

She could give a damn about the lure that comes with success

No!

She’s not interested in capital gain

What she has to offer you is freedom from such pain

As her love falls from her eyes like a gentle rain

Oh she’s a little extreme

Always swimmin' up stream

Workin' hard at her dream

That's how she keeps in her eye

that mysterious gleam

So it does seam

Oh yeah

She gets a little frustrated and blows off some steam

Only she’s to much of a lady to let you hear her heart scream

Unless your tryin' to come onto her with some ungodly scheme

You best keep your conversation proper

In order to get with this raw dropper

Cuz talkin' a bunch of smack is a real show stopper

Goin' on about one self

will leave you like a book that’s been read on the shelf

That kind of conversation makes her wanna ralph

So you best not make her your obsession

In order to make her your soul possession

And don’t you come on to her with all kinds of aggression

Cause that only leads to her depression

By puttin' her true feelin's under suppression

No!

She’s not interested in material excess

Into her little world it’s no way to have access

She could give a damn about the lure that comes with success

No!

She’s not interested in capital gain

What she has to offer you is freedom from such pain

As her love falls from her eyes like a gentle rain

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Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Come spend some time with me

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Come change my world to your reality

Set me upon your wings

Show me all those special things

For you alone my heart sings

Allow me to fly high with kings

Take me beyond time and space

Enter me into that sacred place

Where a Holy God rests his face

Allow me to bless the human race

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Let lightnin' spit from my lips

Bless the enemy within my grips

Let the thunder roll

Deep inside my soul

Watch over me as I lose control

Touch my heart mend the hole

Bless my feet

To crush all who try to compete

Put an end to all deceit

Let not my eyes see defeat

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Bring me the moon

To See me through the night

Let the sun come soon

To shine so bright

To a world in ruin

Let me be a light

To the man and the silver spoon

Let me do what’s right

Change his tune

And in his mind teach him how to fight

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

From all oppression set me free

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Place upon my head a crown of true liberty

Come teach me of the mystery starin' back at me

Take me by the hand

Show me the beauty of the land

Alone with you I’m willin' to stand

As you make life so grand

Allow me to be holy sacred and pure

Embrace me when I feel so insecure

Release me from the fear

That haunts me year after year

Tear after tear

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Utter dark sayings into my world

Of the ancient the old

And the bold

Let the story be told

Bring to my mind revelation

As I lose myself in your creation

Let love be my hearts meditation

Take me beyond just another sweet sensation

When it comes to the glory train lead me to the station

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Upon a whirlwind let me ride

With my little world let your heaven collide

Do away with all my pride

Teach me of the other side

Give me a taste of the kingdom on high

For it I’m willin' to die

Without a tear in my eye

Remember to you I ran

Like you I’m a man

And for your council I’ll do all I can

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Thank you for openin' my heart to receive

Warrior!

Warrior poet!

Thank you for somethin' in which to believe

Warrior Poet by J.Wiggy

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Warrior Poet Spoken Word

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