Late Nights in My Mind

The left side of my brain is trying to think right,
Trying to sleep but my thoughts still flow in spite,
These days its harder to sleep than to have a good night,
If you ever wondered what’s inside lemme give you insight,

If you succeed in learning do you learn to succeed?
Is everything bad you’ve done erased by a good deed?
And when do the children of the poor get a chance to feed?
Why can’t a revolution occur without anyone having to bleed?
Why can’t we ever have enough of the things we don’t need?
Do you think its part of our humanity or is it simply greed?
And the wisdom from the old told do we ever really heed?
Can you see the growth I’m trying to implant in your mind with this idea seed?
You need to realise sooner that you can make your successes come at a faster speed,

But humanity is prone to many weaknesses,
I wish I could say I constantly listen to my own advice,
Procrastination to me is like all the sicknesses,
Inevitably still have to be fire in this world cold as ice.

Draft 11

This is the hardest poem I’ve ever written,
Which is ironic cause it shows I’m soft as a kitten,
I can say that with the thought of you I am smitten,
You’re my queen like the leader of Great Britain,

I can say it’s in the way you smile,
Or the joy I give you seen in your eyes,
Or in the chemistry I feel when I kiss you,
Whenever I leave can’t help but miss you,

You cross my mind ever so often,
The taste of your lips so soften,
Poetry,
The excitement and the rush,
Without the fear of a crash,
I think we are a nice match,
And like a match,
You light a fire in my soul,
I can feel it in my bones,
I can feel it in the way you move,
African girl with all the groove,
From your style and your Afro,
Fierce persona like Fidel Castro,
Beautiful body and a more beautiful heart,
The way you care for everyone cannot be represented by art,
You are honestly a blessing and I’ll tell you every day,
Baby girl, I love you in each and every way.