Thursday, December 13, 2012
WAITING
By
Jerwayne Balentine
©September 28, 2010
I’ve
been waiting, contemplating
On
my chance to prove that I’m capable
Of
more than just livin’
Never
mind my condition
I
take this talent I’m given
So
that I can transition
To
a life that’s efficient for me
Then
you will see
How
I rise to the occasion
So
watch and observe a legend in the making
But
can’t do it without God cause he’s truly amazing
No
debating he gave me the will to deal with frustration
To
ignore those with low expectations
So no matter their input in the
situation
This
is my life, only I’m doing the creating
Others
dictating acting as if they're illustrating
But
I don’t listen to their perspective
I
stay positive determined and aggressive
To
achieve my objective
To
be an artist regardless of my diagnosis
I’m
focused on my future like an enemy to a sharp shooter
So
I must hit the target
Gotta
try hard cuz my life is the hardest
Even
though the world will attempt to chew you up like lions chewing on a carcass
But
I couldn’t be their harvest
Cuz my ego was too big
You
could say it is the largest
Which
made me courageous
Now
there’s no more pain only happiness
So save the sorrow for yesterdays
pages
Open
up the door for rap’s greatest
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Moment of Change
J-Epic
Let's venture back to my past into my LD classes
When I was drawing pictures on my desk till I'm dismissed.
No consequences if the work gets finished
Only interest, video games.
It's funny how that all changed
By some students that barely knew my name
They said "He has some problems with his brain".
Imagine, ten years old being told you're retarded.
After that something sparked
Then I started to learn more
Picked my pride up from the floor
Now those that ridicule are just fuel
Motivation for reaching my destination in life
So their ignorant insults kept me from losing sight of my aspirations and
goals.
I'm determined to get to where I'm going with no one slowing my drive.
I will always try to rise until the day of my demise.
Coming up like water from a geyser
With more eyes on me than a spider
As I knock over obstacles like pins in bowling
With joy that can never be stolen.
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