Brush with Death
I have had several brushes with death,
Multiple rollover car accidents
or my crazy ex-boyfriend
trying to throw me out of moving vehicles
or even at my lowest point in my life
just begging God to just kill me cause
I can’t live with the pain in my heart anymore.
I’ve had the childhood of a horror story,
but yet here I am,
Beautiful and strong,
Alive and well,
Even though I’m in jail
I’m happier than I was on the streets
And I know I’m alive and well
because God’s not done with me yet.
There’s a reason I’m here on this Earth.
I haven’t yet fulfilled my purpose in life.
My eyes see beautiful when
they’re looking at you
My eyes see
When I look into eyes chach lady’s full
of roses fill in the air
Clouds move deeply in the sky
Take a trip
Road rolls a long dissident’s
miles jumping, bears, rabbits, deer,
black panthers, jaguars, bobcats,
Moses making a pathway trees
smell like pine
cars roll by
sounds of passing through rain,
show, mud, flowing the way fog
dim lights can barely see.
-CM aka Los
Eyes are the Windows to the Soul
Look into my eyes and you might see???!!!
Look into my eyes and you might see ME!!!
There is much more than just hazelish, green!
There’s so much these eyes have seen…
So many tears, you wouldn’t believe…
RED and green like xmas to me
a dream. So high, so low, faded
memories… the pain, the joy, the years
gone by. All the reasons that I cry…
The eyes can’t lie,
the eyes are the windows to the soul
You’ll see a lot more than just my eyes
if you look close and try…
Eyes are everything, much more a blessing
Eyes are a working wonder
Eyes let you see the beauty in life
Eyes come in various types
Eyes have seen many things good and bad
Eyes may tear up whether happy or sad.
Eyes can tell so many stories, or so many lies
it can be unbelievable at times,
If you’d take a look in mines,
you see the darkness inside or deepness for crime
Possibly the morning sunshine at the same time
but don’t judge a G by his cover
Just look at my eyes.
Freedom is to have no worries about
getting slammed down,
ran down by organized crime,
locked down in jail or the penitentiary
I’m tired of publicity mentioning the police’s rights,
Well what about the wrongs,
Freedom to me is when the law doesn’t harass
Just look at me like I’m normal and pass
and understand I’m just another man
trying to live my life happily
and have a normal path, so give a G a pass,
leave me alone because
I want to love freedom.