to one's economical wealth;

we can sit here and pretend its not important

but I've lived on both sides and people see you different,

which is a huge shame within itself,

no remedy for this self affliction,

we will all die trying to get there, when getting there

is just an internal healing, for external pains...

love plays a big part in this,

but our tongues should be cut out

for some of the things we think of doing;

he is good enough to lay with, you swear you love him, yet

create his baby, sneak away

and do what you need to do with it; no one but you and Jesus

will ever really know, right?

Others

lay together,

knowing they carry diseases,

they just want to be in on the pleasing,

but act like you

should have known better,

since you only met a few times;

I kind of agree with that sometimes;

women tramp as much as men do,

but we have to take care of  ourselves twice, because he might leave you with much more

than just a climax and a dent in your heart/

dont want to keep preaching, but I had to express this part,

see, my soul is distracted, because I've been doing this writing thing for a long, long time and

I dont see enough progress in our people, so I wonder

if its really the answer;

can we write a cure for cancer

if we are writing for much more

than a pat on the back?

Where is the spiritual floacist at?

Did she die inside to sins of

this temporary space?

my soul is distracted, and I am too full to know

what peace feels like at this time....

and so I write................