I am... Sholarship Slam Poem
Location
Cold piece of steel on hip, full clip
Got the gloc in grip, ready to spit
bit down on my lip to see if it was real, but I couldn't feel it
So completely without feeling I pulled out to show that I was the real deal with mine
Banged my set, Eastside Rollin 20 Crip!
Let it rip, 3 times, 2 in the back, 1 in his neck,
I'll never forget
checked around for any other threats
I saw an all-black truck comin' around the corner
and I can precisely remember the fret, of lookin' at the object of death, being in a place of regret
So if you're sitting here today, not afraid of death
looking down the barrel of a gun has a way of changing one's perspective
And it's funny cuz this 9mm looked like an eternity to me
and for a moment I could see, all of me
interrupted by the fact that this was unfortunately my sad reality
it was now my destiny in the hands of another man
who was raised similarly but chose his colors differently
wishing of pity, sympathy or empathy, but that's just silly!
my people warned, "you live by the gun, you'll die by the same piece"
but I couldn't piece that puzzle together of the portrait I created with my own actions
so my only thought, was RUN and RUN and RUN, I did
behind the liquor store, lookin for a quick way to split
thinkin back, it was insane how fast I became,
faster that Usain in his lane at the Olympics
how I Bolt'd and sprinted
it would have been magnificent, but this was a little different
the stage wasn't for a medal, but I was pressing life's gas pedal
and I was simply meddling, pedal to the medal, with endeavors that could determine my forever
But i'm thankful that a good friend interjected and showed me some correction
Cuz if you spare the rod, you spoil the child
and all the while, we're out here in school, singing fight songs to sing a long to
and that's cool...
but it would be wrong if no one showed you, the truth
and that is that we are called to something greater, something higher than we could ever imagine
and with a passion, i'm telling you, 'THAT TIME IS NOW!"
turn ya life around
Comin from where i'm from, that *Click Clack POW* ain't a rap song, and it ain't a game
So there's no tellin when you may end up slain to the ungodly thangs that we continue to let reign, and when it rains, it pours
Wake up! there's no more time for snoring
the life that we're born into continues to be worn into
these spoken words are a warnin' that God is not comin back as the lamb, but he's comin like a lion,
the same one that designed us and defined and gave us time that he doesn't even reside in
is the same One coming back just to show you he wasn't lyin'
Because for our sins, he lye in a tomb, after being hung on the cross by his own people, what they thought was His doom
But nahh, on the 3rd day, He rose before noon, and zoomed up in the clouds, that's the kind of omnipotent power that He can shower down, and can do in the blink of an eye what would take us endless hours
But this sweet gift that Jesus came to give can only be accepted with a couple life changes, and if you have the knowledge, but you're morally non-compliant, you become a hypocrital giant in Defiance
Just ask Olivia Pope for the scope of life changes in the midst of a scandal
you wanna drop back and throw a Hail Mary like Randall
Cunningham, hoping you catch reception on the opposite end of the situation
But you gotta let Jesus be your quarter back decision after decision and when you go from place to place
And it may seem crazy or strange but the wide range of things God can do for you will always sustain, I mean... Wouldn't life be perfect already if it were up to you?
Anyways, that's the part that leaves me in a daze, putting trust in something I can't see
But that right there, ladies and gentleman, is called faith, the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen, that's why they call it a leap, cuz it's jumping blindly into a sea, not completely understanding His divine thinking often leaves us wondering if we're doing the right thing
That's why we have to constantly pray, and not only hear the Word, but do what it says
Because He holds us in the palm of his hands, and "For I know the plans," declares the Lord
And that may be too much to understand, but He loved me even before I did, and I am one of His beautiful creations, and even though my sins have made it a bit more disastrous, this beautiful disaster has manufactured a phenomenal testimony
And because of this I give God all the glory and all the honor and all the praise, all my days, Because my sins are washed away
Jesus did not come for condemnation but for reconciliation and to restore that which was lost, He paid the ultimate cost for me and for you
And yes it's typical for my emotions to get a lil bit overly spiritual, but I gotta give God my praise because my residual individual, which was nothing but disgusting residue, has been made new
Because that's what He do! He makes all things new
So whether you're slangin' and gang bangin' in a group, or grew up in church and believed everything because they tod you to, We've all sinned and Christ died for me and for you, to give us life, eteranally,
But it's never too late, come boldly before His throne and accept His brand new grace and mercy