Happy birthday
This is me finding another way to say it
New day new dawn, to another year of the game
Life, so roll the dice, make your move play it
Know yourself well, before the world knows your name
You can stay the same, or you can decide to change
Switch positions to your advantage, so you can elevate
Maintain an aim so life can be rearranged
You can be the last man standing check mate
Don't worry about the age, watch dates
You can watch the sun rise and fall, you shine in many ways
Destiny's is not written, so why believe in fate
Your lifeline, smile happy birthday
By Jesse Johnson
Sunday 19 December 2010
Friday 26 November 2010
Slave mentality
Slave mentality
Yes I am proud to be
Black, but my skin does not define me
I got mind and heart, age let wisdom find me
Let me stay distant from history’s broken bonds
My ancestors were, but me no longer
I am who I am, I do not belong
In the ownership of a slave master
Kept oppressed by whips, chains and shackles
In this day and age I'm strong and stronger
In this day and age...I'm free, freedom
But my government says otherwise
Classing me as an ethnic minority
Only giving a helping hand to push me into poverty
Leaving me stifled, corrupted feeding my broken dreams
Filling my lungs with imported weed
Laced with strings of heroin
Keeping me in chains and shackles
With nothing to do and nowhere to go
Until violence breaks out and we tear each other down
Nigger this and nigger that
Stab him, shoot him, rob him, beat him.
Its all an endless cycle
So I watch no longer
Leave the weak mentality to the weak
Leave the roads to those who don't want to break the spell
Leave me away from this life’s political greed
Leave me out of the SLAVE Mentality
by Jesse Johnson
Yes I am proud to be
Black, but my skin does not define me
I got mind and heart, age let wisdom find me
Let me stay distant from history’s broken bonds
My ancestors were, but me no longer
I am who I am, I do not belong
In the ownership of a slave master
Kept oppressed by whips, chains and shackles
In this day and age I'm strong and stronger
In this day and age...I'm free, freedom
But my government says otherwise
Classing me as an ethnic minority
Only giving a helping hand to push me into poverty
Leaving me stifled, corrupted feeding my broken dreams
Filling my lungs with imported weed
Laced with strings of heroin
Keeping me in chains and shackles
With nothing to do and nowhere to go
Until violence breaks out and we tear each other down
Nigger this and nigger that
Stab him, shoot him, rob him, beat him.
Its all an endless cycle
So I watch no longer
Leave the weak mentality to the weak
Leave the roads to those who don't want to break the spell
Leave me away from this life’s political greed
Leave me out of the SLAVE Mentality
Stop think
STOP THINK
Okay, I messed up
Now I got to stop think and fix up
I'm somebody, so are you so chin up
I can feel with stretched open hands
So take mine, keep in touch
Stop, think and find yourself
I don't want to be mesmerized by the world
I don't want to be love smitten by some girl
I want to be pure like the whitest pearl
Stop, think and feel it
Repeat your words again and mean it
Imagery in my words, can you see it?
You are somebody, believe it
Stop, think and see what I see
A world corrupt by violence and greed
All people say these days is me me me
But we need to let go and feel free
Stop, think, smell what I smell
The after shave on a sweet boy
The whiff of perfume on a fit girl
And of luxury foods, so eat well
Stop, think, taste what I taste
Something putrid, my mouths profanity is waste
Replaced with an aroma, soothing like earl grey
Creating a mixed aura, like a woman's birth pains
Stop, think, hear what I hear
My conscience telling me I care
My mind screaming out, it cry’s fear
And the silent motion of my eyes tears
Stop, think...
by Jesse Johnson
Okay, I messed up
Now I got to stop think and fix up
I'm somebody, so are you so chin up
I can feel with stretched open hands
So take mine, keep in touch
Stop, think and find yourself
I don't want to be mesmerized by the world
I don't want to be love smitten by some girl
I want to be pure like the whitest pearl
Stop, think and feel it
Repeat your words again and mean it
Imagery in my words, can you see it?
You are somebody, believe it
Stop, think and see what I see
A world corrupt by violence and greed
All people say these days is me me me
But we need to let go and feel free
Stop, think, smell what I smell
The after shave on a sweet boy
The whiff of perfume on a fit girl
And of luxury foods, so eat well
Stop, think, taste what I taste
Something putrid, my mouths profanity is waste
Replaced with an aroma, soothing like earl grey
Creating a mixed aura, like a woman's birth pains
Stop, think, hear what I hear
My conscience telling me I care
My mind screaming out, it cry’s fear
And the silent motion of my eyes tears
Stop, think...
Nausea
Nausea
I had an unsettled stomach
A feeling of sickness, queasy
Like I wanted to puke
Was it you?
I felt smothered
Greased up, buttered
Corset tightBroken ribs, gut termite
I heard a churning
Felt the fire, embers
Chemicals reacting
Something old and new
It was something crazy
Greatly amazing, nauseating
Adrenaline rush
So I rushed to where I brush
Looked in the mirror...
And I saw you
In the background
Nausea
by Jesse Johnson
Melancholy
Melancholy
I've always got my head down
I've got a hunch on my back the size of mount Everest
During the night I never rest
During the day I'm restless
Someone decapitate me, because I feel headless
I'm going mental, where are the meds kept?
I'm talking, but there's nobody else on the other side of my headset
Do I seem right?
Don't say no, because these are just emotions
They bleed out of my pen as words, so I seem psychotic
But I am the sanest psychopath you've met
Or that you've heard
It's just me, and the few things that stand out...
Besides my stereotype...
Young black naive and criminal
But I'm me, crying out with words collaborated in syllables
Phrases and sentences, some subliminal
Me so unattached to life
Singular me. Melancholy
I've got a hunch on my back the size of mount Everest
During the night I never rest
During the day I'm restless
Someone decapitate me, because I feel headless
I'm going mental, where are the meds kept?
I'm talking, but there's nobody else on the other side of my headset
Do I seem right?
Don't say no, because these are just emotions
They bleed out of my pen as words, so I seem psychotic
But I am the sanest psychopath you've met
Or that you've heard
It's just me, and the few things that stand out...
Besides my stereotype...
Young black naive and criminal
But I'm me, crying out with words collaborated in syllables
Phrases and sentences, some subliminal
Me so unattached to life
Singular me. Melancholy
by Jesse Johnson
Our Country
Our Country
In our country
The rich get richer, and the poor get poorer
If it wasn't for the poor, the rich wouldn't be
See, so, the rich need to keep the poor poor
So they play with the economy
I think the credit crunch is a sham and redundancy
You watch the news, believe what you want to believe
But most of it's a lie, that's the tendency
Government's behind it all, there's no conspiracy
They put the drugs in the streets, to give the needy a craving
They let it in the country, to keep the fiends slaving
So there's people sniffing it, when they're raving
Business men’s pick me up, while they're shaving
Youths peddling the packs, because it's easy money
Then comes power and respect, then road stops being funny
Cause the gun and knife crime starts, then our streets get bloody
Live or die, government still get there money
So at the end of the day, they're as sweet as honey
As for me, it's a different story
Living in a council estate, under a next mans feet
No real father figure since two or three
Yeah, you could say my father is dead beat
He's doing his own thing, with his new family
Oh well, I can't say I miss him
I got my mother and older sister
They got me, they're looking after me
See, so, this is what our worlds reduce too
Drugs, guns and poverty
Living on top of each other, in single parent families
You can sit back! And say I'm naive
But I wouldn't careless, this is freedom of speech!
Our world, my world
Us, you, me.
by Jesse Johnson
In our country
The rich get richer, and the poor get poorer
If it wasn't for the poor, the rich wouldn't be
See, so, the rich need to keep the poor poor
So they play with the economy
I think the credit crunch is a sham and redundancy
You watch the news, believe what you want to believe
But most of it's a lie, that's the tendency
Government's behind it all, there's no conspiracy
They put the drugs in the streets, to give the needy a craving
They let it in the country, to keep the fiends slaving
So there's people sniffing it, when they're raving
Business men’s pick me up, while they're shaving
Youths peddling the packs, because it's easy money
Then comes power and respect, then road stops being funny
Cause the gun and knife crime starts, then our streets get bloody
Live or die, government still get there money
So at the end of the day, they're as sweet as honey
As for me, it's a different story
Living in a council estate, under a next mans feet
No real father figure since two or three
Yeah, you could say my father is dead beat
He's doing his own thing, with his new family
Oh well, I can't say I miss him
I got my mother and older sister
They got me, they're looking after me
See, so, this is what our worlds reduce too
Drugs, guns and poverty
Living on top of each other, in single parent families
You can sit back! And say I'm naive
But I wouldn't careless, this is freedom of speech!
Our world, my world
Us, you, me.
17
17
17 years old and I'm not getting a day younger
I'm a ghost child living in a ghost town
Thats why I'm living so low down
I'm in a system where we face terror and trauma
17 and my lifes still a jigsaw puzzle
With missing pieces
Secrets and conspiracy hidden in folds and creases
I'm trying to bark at life but I'm stuck in a muzzle
17 and I'm long pass legal age
No wisdom with it
15 was the age, making me an impatient statistic
Look hard, you can see life in my eyes and changed face
17 and lifes peak
It was a pivotal point in my life that changed me
My skin got better aquainted with cold steel see
Wrong place wrong time, bad week
17, oh so sweet
I'm glad life made a turn in my final days of 16
Left D.G with some of the best set a GCSEs
When I could have been a box with my future, bleak
17...17
by Jesse Johnson
17 years old and I'm not getting a day younger
I'm a ghost child living in a ghost town
Thats why I'm living so low down
I'm in a system where we face terror and trauma
17 and my lifes still a jigsaw puzzle
With missing pieces
Secrets and conspiracy hidden in folds and creases
I'm trying to bark at life but I'm stuck in a muzzle
17 and I'm long pass legal age
No wisdom with it
15 was the age, making me an impatient statistic
Look hard, you can see life in my eyes and changed face
17 and lifes peak
It was a pivotal point in my life that changed me
My skin got better aquainted with cold steel see
Wrong place wrong time, bad week
17, oh so sweet
I'm glad life made a turn in my final days of 16
Left D.G with some of the best set a GCSEs
When I could have been a box with my future, bleak
17...17
You Know
You know
You know your still alive when you can feel pain
Even though the walls are closing in, feel strain
All of the pressure and the pounds, feel change
Eyes bursti ng out your head, don't you feel strange
You know your still alive when you hear sounds
Stay away from the light, no white clouds
Cause your not done with this hell, life goes rounds
Time seems to speedup never slows down
You know your still alive when you smell fresh air
Filling your lungs with hope, no despair
Every molecule of oxygen, helps to repair
We poison our air everyday, don't we care
You know your still alive when you taste blood
Your not facing dirt yet, taste mud
You have to hold your head high, aim up
Enjoy your rise to the top, before death claims us
You know your still alive when you keep your senses
Live long, grey hairs, wrinkley skin, needing dentures
Listen closely to life and you can live the lecture
Have your name up with the clouds, and be the spectrum
by Jesse Johnson
You know your still alive when you can feel pain
Even though the walls are closing in, feel strain
All of the pressure and the pounds, feel change
Eyes bursti ng out your head, don't you feel strange
You know your still alive when you hear sounds
Stay away from the light, no white clouds
Cause your not done with this hell, life goes rounds
Time seems to speedup never slows down
You know your still alive when you smell fresh air
Filling your lungs with hope, no despair
Every molecule of oxygen, helps to repair
We poison our air everyday, don't we care
You know your still alive when you taste blood
Your not facing dirt yet, taste mud
You have to hold your head high, aim up
Enjoy your rise to the top, before death claims us
You know your still alive when you keep your senses
Live long, grey hairs, wrinkley skin, needing dentures
Listen closely to life and you can live the lecture
Have your name up with the clouds, and be the spectrum
by Jesse Johnson
Where am I?
Where am I? (Lost)
I was sitting here rubbing my temple
Contemplating what things would be like without me
The feelings of all those I would have left behind
This is me thinking from a reformed mind
And dead one, remade scarred and half blind
Blind to the facts of the figurative
Living in the literal
Wondering where I would be without my physical
I've had to a draw a close line
Between, whats here and now and my minds eye
So find me, because I'm constantly asking...
Where am I?
by Jesse Johnson
I was sitting here rubbing my temple
Contemplating what things would be like without me
The feelings of all those I would have left behind
This is me thinking from a reformed mind
And dead one, remade scarred and half blind
Blind to the facts of the figurative
Living in the literal
Wondering where I would be without my physical
I've had to a draw a close line
Between, whats here and now and my minds eye
So find me, because I'm constantly asking...
Where am I?
by Jesse Johnson
Time
Time
Time has moved on
Good was I, but now I do wrong
Wicked world, good is soon gone
But there are parts in me that still hold on
Time has got control of the systems
My body, brain, my words and my rhythm
Timely acts ending with -isms
It seems to control our condition
Time doesn't change
It ticks on, but it don't age
It's been through happy sad, sun and rain
On going through life, death and it's pain
Time is a force to reckon with
It's a trap, which we have seconds in
It will make you do things you've never did
There's so little, but still yet we give
Time, 80 years what many live
Just enough to work learn, and then have some kids
After marriage, get a pension life’s tips
Live for long, get a smile from life’s lips
by Jesse Johnson
Time has moved on
Good was I, but now I do wrong
Wicked world, good is soon gone
But there are parts in me that still hold on
Time has got control of the systems
My body, brain, my words and my rhythm
Timely acts ending with -isms
It seems to control our condition
Time doesn't change
It ticks on, but it don't age
It's been through happy sad, sun and rain
On going through life, death and it's pain
Time is a force to reckon with
It's a trap, which we have seconds in
It will make you do things you've never did
There's so little, but still yet we give
Time, 80 years what many live
Just enough to work learn, and then have some kids
After marriage, get a pension life’s tips
Live for long, get a smile from life’s lips
Pain
Pain
My heads in a million places
My eyes not a moment of rest
My brains in a sudden scramble
Theres excruciating pains in my chest
My mind has unfinished business
My head ready to explode
My life itself is a burden
So simply made to unfold
I have become this person
Broken minded and disheartened
I cry and bleed on the inside
While on the outside I might be laughing
by Jesse Johnson
My heads in a million places
My eyes not a moment of rest
My brains in a sudden scramble
Theres excruciating pains in my chest
My mind has unfinished business
My head ready to explode
My life itself is a burden
So simply made to unfold
I have become this person
Broken minded and disheartened
I cry and bleed on the inside
While on the outside I might be laughing
Memories
Memories
Memories of your lips, memories of your thighs
Memories of you and your unique size
Memories of your love and your unique smile
Memories of your words and your unique mind
Memories lost and memories find
Memories forward, memories rewind
Memories forgotten, memories remind
by Jesse Johnson
Memories of your lips, memories of your thighs
Memories of you and your unique size
Memories of your love and your unique smile
Memories of your words and your unique mind
Memories lost and memories find
Memories forward, memories rewind
Memories forgotten, memories remind
by Jesse Johnson
Monday 22 November 2010
Sin and spontaneity
Sin and spontaneity
Spontaneity is key
That’s why I go with the wind and the weather
Mind clear as the blue sky
No weight im a feathered
So everyday is a blank page
Unpredicted and unwritten
The right to write your own
Right wrongs and be forgiven
Sins part of every soul
Knowing the right and the wrong
All in and out of order
Notice life is never fitting for long
So I’m gone
Off finding my own way
Reminiscing about the past
All of the heartache on the cold days
Trying to continue
Forgetting old ways and developing new
Working out all the cracks
And creating the clues
The hints into my mind
All of the blues and the murder
Only if you could break in
To my mind, mind burglar
Then you would see what this sinful world has created
Look at me now, the difference, I have made it
By Jesse Johnson
Kryptonite
Kryptonite
It was friday when I said I had heartache
Cause there's no s on my chest when it comes to love
Bare hand when I grip, so I can't lose this tug
Pull these words out of my mouth, instead acting all smitten and shy like it was tough
I would be alright, but the emotions on my mind
Had me looking in the night, for that one sign
Just to tell me that it was a bluff
But you cease to amaze me, and I can't get enough
That's why I'm losing sleep, waking up still pondering and looking ruff
There was this firm certainty when you touched my nape
Had my thoughts going wild, my poetry let's my thoughts escape
So you can hear them pressed out, getting to your brain
Like the white and the red, but there's no bunch of grapes
There's no despot of love in us, so this love we cannot hate
You help me brandish the blue red and the gold, with my super cape
S on my chest I'm super man, but you over stand any louis lane
You're my kryptonite, I don't mind being weak, being drained
Cause you take me to the pleasure max, you body heals my brain
Feeds my mind, my soul it helps maintain
The past grows green with envy, when I say your name
You make me a man of steel, heart of the lion, I am brave
Knight in shining armour, gentlemen, on my heart your names engraved
By Jesse Johnson
It was friday when I said I had heartache
Cause there's no s on my chest when it comes to love
Bare hand when I grip, so I can't lose this tug
Pull these words out of my mouth, instead acting all smitten and shy like it was tough
I would be alright, but the emotions on my mind
Had me looking in the night, for that one sign
Just to tell me that it was a bluff
But you cease to amaze me, and I can't get enough
That's why I'm losing sleep, waking up still pondering and looking ruff
There was this firm certainty when you touched my nape
Had my thoughts going wild, my poetry let's my thoughts escape
So you can hear them pressed out, getting to your brain
Like the white and the red, but there's no bunch of grapes
There's no despot of love in us, so this love we cannot hate
You help me brandish the blue red and the gold, with my super cape
S on my chest I'm super man, but you over stand any louis lane
You're my kryptonite, I don't mind being weak, being drained
Cause you take me to the pleasure max, you body heals my brain
Feeds my mind, my soul it helps maintain
The past grows green with envy, when I say your name
You make me a man of steel, heart of the lion, I am brave
Knight in shining armour, gentlemen, on my heart your names engraved
By Jesse Johnson
All About You
All About You
Its all about the life, not about the lust
And its not about the lies, its all about the trust
All the emotions in my soul, I can feel it in my blood
Your my one and only drug, and I cannot get enough
And I ain't getting head over heels, so you cannot say I'm sprung
Cause its only early days, getting enticed by love
When I could have been at peace, floating with the doves
But death got delayed, so we can meet and feel each touch
So we can, meet and kiss and hug
To train our minds to think together
And our hearts to beat as one
To be the lightning and the thunder,
They hear us echoing like drums
And I know I play with words, but this is far from a pun
When I say you're the essence of life
I dream of you bearing my son
Cause you're smart but sensuous,
You're the air for my lungs
You're the crown upon the queens head
But you're worth more than any gem
Worth more than any star in the sky
All for you I'll capture them
And bring them all before you
So that they can bow their heads
Show you some honour, and give respect
By Jesse Johnson
Its all about the life, not about the lust
And its not about the lies, its all about the trust
All the emotions in my soul, I can feel it in my blood
Your my one and only drug, and I cannot get enough
And I ain't getting head over heels, so you cannot say I'm sprung
Cause its only early days, getting enticed by love
When I could have been at peace, floating with the doves
But death got delayed, so we can meet and feel each touch
So we can, meet and kiss and hug
To train our minds to think together
And our hearts to beat as one
To be the lightning and the thunder,
They hear us echoing like drums
And I know I play with words, but this is far from a pun
When I say you're the essence of life
I dream of you bearing my son
Cause you're smart but sensuous,
You're the air for my lungs
You're the crown upon the queens head
But you're worth more than any gem
Worth more than any star in the sky
All for you I'll capture them
And bring them all before you
So that they can bow their heads
Show you some honour, and give respect
By Jesse Johnson
Metamorphosis
Metamorphosis
It all started off with sliding doors
In and out of the rooms
Open opportunities taken, slide in whores
Cause we used to ride every wave and trend
And simply move on to the next one
So simple, when we got bored
It was never about wasting time in the young days
Even though that's what we regularly did
That was regularly done, and now its done
Finished diminished over
Thrown into the past
Now I can move forward
Cause I've eaten experience
Thought liberal labour and conservative
Read couple chapters of my bible
Heard dawah
And now you can say most truly that I am enlightened
Touched by words and wisdom
You can say that I've heard but its even harder to say that I've listened
Compared to what I prefer
A book with knowledge my mind eats
But still yet sometimes its absurd
Cause the affect of these positive angled words, angled germs
Have been so simply reversed with that toxic steel, you could call it mind bleach
And now only her and poetry can boggle my mind so deeply
Cause I've been under these covers
Its about time that I break free
And spread my wings and fly
I'm part of the big wide world
Where I've realised, that knowledge is power
And that power is a beautiful safety
By Jesse Johnson
Life and Death
Life and Death
I could feel it Every pump every squeeze It was all deep seeded While I was in this deaden mind state Eyes close, praying and hoping That each push and tug would lead me in the right direction Cause I was at a place where hopes and dreams couldn't even be conceived And where no tear ran down my cheek But it rolled down hers and his As they saw them lying there Me covered in sin, life and blood By Jesse Johnson
Hells Hope
Hells Hope
Those thoughts ran through my mind again Someone stole them from my minds volt It changed the beat of my heart And made me feel like I'm walking on a tight rope And the sky's the limit they would tell me But that's all lies, cause even my eyes know Cause just as hard as it is to get up You come down quicker than a slide phone And men touch space time ago They touched the moon but the stars is just a distant hope And the heavens are an excuse to live good So onto religion people grope And through it many have slit throats Lost minds where heads role Trapped in the mid drift of mind pollution Puppets on strings, lost souls So that just leaves me to life Where we find, all the loop holes and the strife Where the anarchy is rife As we come closer to the end of the times By Jesse Johnson
Thursday 21 October 2010
In thought
Stolen by thought my minds a victim
Pensive, my inner ears are listening
A constant migrane, deepening by the inches
My brain prodded by every thought pinching
The constant question, what's my life missing?
No expression emotionless, as if death was kissing
Cold lifeless, but yet so peaceful
Freedom, from everything that's hurtful
Deserting me in this curtain of reasons
The dawn the dusk, everytime each season
Every rhyme, every word, every meaning
All day all night, every morn, every evening
Daily, my thoughts are increasing
A mind tick tocking, my thought I'm pleasing
by Jesse Johnson
Cycle
Cycle
It starts with one thing
Usually a deep breath
Or a heavy sigh
Every word builds the story
The mind set the struggle
The journey
We take journeys within a journey
Life is one
Depending on each route we take
We might miss one
Every decision in our journey
Creates another one
And every wrong decision made
Changes the other ones
Life starts with a deep breath
When your little lungs fill with Gods oxygen
And you make your presence known
Thats the beginning of your identity
The beginning of your journey
Life ends when your breath expires
Similar to a heavy sigh
And most times we all wish that death was a lie
But its a truth thats told
Over it futile power we hold
So we can only postpone
Death, by which our lives are controlled
by Jesse Johnson
It starts with one thing
Usually a deep breath
Or a heavy sigh
Every word builds the story
The mind set the struggle
The journey
We take journeys within a journey
Life is one
Depending on each route we take
We might miss one
Every decision in our journey
Creates another one
And every wrong decision made
Changes the other ones
Life starts with a deep breath
When your little lungs fill with Gods oxygen
And you make your presence known
Thats the beginning of your identity
The beginning of your journey
Life ends when your breath expires
Similar to a heavy sigh
And most times we all wish that death was a lie
But its a truth thats told
Over it futile power we hold
So we can only postpone
Death, by which our lives are controlled
by Jesse Johnson
Embrace a sense of pride
Embrace a sense of pride
Its not easy being black
Thats what they all say
Killing the black man in movies seems to be childs play
They always seem to die first
But notice this
We've come along way
We've got too much to win to turn back
Oh yeah, the choice wasn't ours in the first place
We never asked to be here, or there
We just wanted home
Wanted life the way it was
We wanted to be left alone
Against our wishes we were torn away
Dragged and beaten, and put on display
Torn from our roots, like Kuntahkenteh
Thrown on ships to hell
No trail to follow
Just memories to fade
History tells a story of black people being prey
Of how we were bound in shackles and chains
Beaten with whips and branded with names
Past like parcels and toyed with like games
But remember this people,
Our people have aged
Opportunities have arrived,
And alot we've gained
We've got power and knowlege,
And hearts full of aims
We've got free minds and bodies,
Our goals are ours to claim
We should always remeber
To take life in its stride
Be pround of who you are
Colours just the outside
Its our hearts that count
So, look deep down inside
Everybody, embrace a sense of pride
by Jesse Johnson
Its not easy being black
Thats what they all say
Killing the black man in movies seems to be childs play
They always seem to die first
But notice this
We've come along way
We've got too much to win to turn back
Oh yeah, the choice wasn't ours in the first place
We never asked to be here, or there
We just wanted home
Wanted life the way it was
We wanted to be left alone
Against our wishes we were torn away
Dragged and beaten, and put on display
Torn from our roots, like Kuntahkenteh
Thrown on ships to hell
No trail to follow
Just memories to fade
History tells a story of black people being prey
Of how we were bound in shackles and chains
Beaten with whips and branded with names
Past like parcels and toyed with like games
But remember this people,
Our people have aged
Opportunities have arrived,
And alot we've gained
We've got power and knowlege,
And hearts full of aims
We've got free minds and bodies,
Our goals are ours to claim
We should always remeber
To take life in its stride
Be pround of who you are
Colours just the outside
Its our hearts that count
So, look deep down inside
Everybody, embrace a sense of pride
by Jesse Johnson
Ambitions
Ambitions
Aims in my life
Call them ambitions, got goals for a life time
Achievement, I can see mine
Through all the pain and bereavement
So many levels and issues and standards
I got to pen down my feelings
Cause it's easy to lose sight and hope of my target
Lose that part of my main frame that keeps going
Not slowing, I have to gain that momentum
I start something, so I have to end them
End it, cause there’s nothing in life that’s a bigger shit
Than saying something and people missing the message...
So do you understand mine?
Aims in life, got goals for a life time
Call them ambitions
by Jesse Johnson
Aims in my life
Call them ambitions, got goals for a life time
Achievement, I can see mine
Through all the pain and bereavement
So many levels and issues and standards
I got to pen down my feelings
Cause it's easy to lose sight and hope of my target
Lose that part of my main frame that keeps going
Not slowing, I have to gain that momentum
I start something, so I have to end them
End it, cause there’s nothing in life that’s a bigger shit
Than saying something and people missing the message...
So do you understand mine?
Aims in life, got goals for a life time
Call them ambitions
by Jesse Johnson
Friday 15 October 2010
Lifeless
Lifeless
Lifeless, that’s what I'd rather be
Six foot deep in a black box in a cemetery
Rather than be above the ground five feet
Everybody seems lively except me
I feel so dead, I can't even accept me
Because who am is not me
So down, I can't do things properly
Nothing fulfils me, not even my poetry
I look in the mirror and ask myself
Who is it? I don't even know it’s me
So how can I show it’s me?
When I don't even know my own identity
Mentally, physically and socially
Unattached, disabled, o' so lonely
The boy in the corner, with no girl to hold me
Something like a statue, with no liberty
You might as well bury me
Dust to dust, I'm dust without energy
Lifeless
by Jesse Johnson
Lifeless, that’s what I'd rather be
Six foot deep in a black box in a cemetery
Rather than be above the ground five feet
Everybody seems lively except me
I feel so dead, I can't even accept me
Because who am is not me
So down, I can't do things properly
Nothing fulfils me, not even my poetry
I look in the mirror and ask myself
Who is it? I don't even know it’s me
So how can I show it’s me?
When I don't even know my own identity
Mentally, physically and socially
Unattached, disabled, o' so lonely
The boy in the corner, with no girl to hold me
Something like a statue, with no liberty
You might as well bury me
Dust to dust, I'm dust without energy
Lifeless
by Jesse Johnson
Sunday 10 October 2010
18 my friend
Eighteen, big age and big number
Your music is an empowerment, your thunder
Your time is now, 1-8
Considered a man in the law, but to your mum your the same face
Respect is due to those who show respect
Hold on to life, and it's love and don't turn left
Or right, stay on the straight and narrow
Your an eagle at heart, and humble as sparrows
Pray for guidance everyday, so stay composed
And always remember life has never been a bed of Rose
by Jesse Johnson
Your music is an empowerment, your thunder
Your time is now, 1-8
Considered a man in the law, but to your mum your the same face
Respect is due to those who show respect
Hold on to life, and it's love and don't turn left
Or right, stay on the straight and narrow
Your an eagle at heart, and humble as sparrows
Pray for guidance everyday, so stay composed
And always remember life has never been a bed of Rose
by Jesse Johnson
Saturday 9 October 2010
Mystery
Mystery was his recipe
He had torment in his cupboard
To cover up and overcast
Outlast his intent
His discontent would show itself
Overriding and overpowering
Under minding and out shining
Slide slither and snake
It's way through the under wire of society
To lay bare it's bosom
And expose the celulite in it's breasts
Oh yes, to expose those cracks and crevises
To stand and ask conspiracy
Tell us please, please o what mysery
Mystery, can anyone contest
by Jesse Johnson
He had torment in his cupboard
To cover up and overcast
Outlast his intent
His discontent would show itself
Overriding and overpowering
Under minding and out shining
Slide slither and snake
It's way through the under wire of society
To lay bare it's bosom
And expose the celulite in it's breasts
Oh yes, to expose those cracks and crevises
To stand and ask conspiracy
Tell us please, please o what mysery
Mystery, can anyone contest
by Jesse Johnson
Power is n prosperity
Power is in prosperity, and at the start I had none
I never thought about my pocket or the lump sum
I wanted to be the future that was never shunned
I wanted to be the boy, that had the crowd stunned
Had the crowd won, and be the realist me
Head and chest held high, for all the world to see
Be part of the one in a million, and the prodigy
I've been part of the five, all in unity
Leo, Jean-Michel, and nanakwame
Don't forget the boss a-b
I, because she gave us the encouragement
All of the food for thought, call it nourishment
Helping us fight our battle through the under cover discouragement
Keeping the boys to the book, and making them men
Writing everything down, yes noted in pen
Saving me from the penitentiary, she's been holding our stems
She's the root to our plants, feeding hope again and again
Reality seen through one summer
Now I can be the shooter in a shirt, this is my corporate summer
And when I hear their claps, it'll be sounding like thunder
Cause we did something new, all without a blunder
by Jesse Johnson
I never thought about my pocket or the lump sum
I wanted to be the future that was never shunned
I wanted to be the boy, that had the crowd stunned
Had the crowd won, and be the realist me
Head and chest held high, for all the world to see
Be part of the one in a million, and the prodigy
I've been part of the five, all in unity
Leo, Jean-Michel, and nanakwame
Don't forget the boss a-b
I, because she gave us the encouragement
All of the food for thought, call it nourishment
Helping us fight our battle through the under cover discouragement
Keeping the boys to the book, and making them men
Writing everything down, yes noted in pen
Saving me from the penitentiary, she's been holding our stems
She's the root to our plants, feeding hope again and again
Reality seen through one summer
Now I can be the shooter in a shirt, this is my corporate summer
And when I hear their claps, it'll be sounding like thunder
Cause we did something new, all without a blunder
by Jesse Johnson
Humility
Humility
Humility is the way forward
So that's how I'll stay
Every other guy is on a hype
So I'm me, I don't play
I'm serious about my life, no games
Cause I'm the purist out the batch, like uncut cocaine
Brain damager, verbally abuser, leaving you insaine
Lyrical shocker, frying your membranes
Constistently efficently reinforcing my word game
Plain words in sight, enabling me to maintain
The mentality I hold as my own
So close, open revealled plain clothed
Ditto you, so I do it right
Now they know who I am
And what my humble will make me be
Creatively enduring life daily
All because I never leap to far off the ground
So nobody has to pull me down
Forget being on the high horse
I rather be humble
Reap the fruits of my spirit
And embrace humility
By Jesse Johnson
Humility is the way forward
So that's how I'll stay
Every other guy is on a hype
So I'm me, I don't play
I'm serious about my life, no games
Cause I'm the purist out the batch, like uncut cocaine
Brain damager, verbally abuser, leaving you insaine
Lyrical shocker, frying your membranes
Constistently efficently reinforcing my word game
Plain words in sight, enabling me to maintain
The mentality I hold as my own
So close, open revealled plain clothed
Ditto you, so I do it right
Now they know who I am
And what my humble will make me be
Creatively enduring life daily
All because I never leap to far off the ground
So nobody has to pull me down
Forget being on the high horse
I rather be humble
Reap the fruits of my spirit
And embrace humility
By Jesse Johnson
You only live once
You only live once
Life has never been on loop
It's a straight running line
So we need to do what we do
Efficiently and sufficiently
And build up our professionalism
Because our generation begins
Where your generation leaves off
We all start at the bottom of the ladder
Strive and struggle to the top
Through all the cold days and long nights
We learn facts and reach heights
Put in to practice the morals we know
Network the system with our mind over matter
Input and output and watch it grow
We're here for you to nurture
Put pounds on the correct hustle and flow
Cause we've walked through the pavements
Now we've polished our shoes and taken steps on to the corporate road
The people that we've met and the things that we've seen
Makes us feel elevated and privileged
To become who we be
Set the bar high, it's like we're flying in our dreams
Only aim for the best achieved by working in teams
And after the hear and now
I will always know what I'm going to be
Because we all only live once
Let's leave our pasts to decease
By Jesse Johnson
Life has never been on loop
It's a straight running line
So we need to do what we do
Efficiently and sufficiently
And build up our professionalism
Because our generation begins
Where your generation leaves off
We all start at the bottom of the ladder
Strive and struggle to the top
Through all the cold days and long nights
We learn facts and reach heights
Put in to practice the morals we know
Network the system with our mind over matter
Input and output and watch it grow
We're here for you to nurture
Put pounds on the correct hustle and flow
Cause we've walked through the pavements
Now we've polished our shoes and taken steps on to the corporate road
The people that we've met and the things that we've seen
Makes us feel elevated and privileged
To become who we be
Set the bar high, it's like we're flying in our dreams
Only aim for the best achieved by working in teams
And after the hear and now
I will always know what I'm going to be
Because we all only live once
Let's leave our pasts to decease
By Jesse Johnson
Thursday 7 October 2010
In this current climate of ours
In this current climate of ours
In this current climate of ours
Our state deteriorates
People are ever more evil
Just a bunch of smirking face
So this is where I start,
To climb and clamber up the mountain of life
Struggling through pressures
Pain, anguish and strife
I've been in a mental roller coaster
A ride none can compare
Experiences deeper than the depths of the sea
With words I can only share
I've been in this world for seventeen
By ten I realized life is a bitch
Ended up in a trauma room 12 08 09
I'm just happy I'm not in a ditch
God forbid the worst
He gave me a second chance
To put my life back on track
He let me live to see a A star
A level time
In our current season
Univeresity, diplomas and masters
Seem useless and without reason
Because in this current climate of ours
Alot seems to be going on
Theres people getting stabbed in the streets
The worlds in a crazy throng
The government can't get to grips with things
Because its all out of control
The money's gone as stale as bread
And the economy just can't hold
So theres people in there houses suffering
Complaining about poverty
Driven by desperation
Crime becomes the only democracy
The oil wells are running dry
The national grid is using up to much energy
Theres holes in our ozone layer
A global catastrophe
Theres violence all over
Local bloodshed
Children killing children
What happened to being over 80 in our death beds
In this current climate of ours
A lot of questions need to be answered
by Jesse Johnson
In this current climate of ours
Our state deteriorates
People are ever more evil
Just a bunch of smirking face
So this is where I start,
To climb and clamber up the mountain of life
Struggling through pressures
Pain, anguish and strife
I've been in a mental roller coaster
A ride none can compare
Experiences deeper than the depths of the sea
With words I can only share
I've been in this world for seventeen
By ten I realized life is a bitch
Ended up in a trauma room 12 08 09
I'm just happy I'm not in a ditch
God forbid the worst
He gave me a second chance
To put my life back on track
He let me live to see a A star
A level time
In our current season
Univeresity, diplomas and masters
Seem useless and without reason
Because in this current climate of ours
Alot seems to be going on
Theres people getting stabbed in the streets
The worlds in a crazy throng
The government can't get to grips with things
Because its all out of control
The money's gone as stale as bread
And the economy just can't hold
So theres people in there houses suffering
Complaining about poverty
Driven by desperation
Crime becomes the only democracy
The oil wells are running dry
The national grid is using up to much energy
Theres holes in our ozone layer
A global catastrophe
Theres violence all over
Local bloodshed
Children killing children
What happened to being over 80 in our death beds
In this current climate of ours
A lot of questions need to be answered
by Jesse Johnson
Human
Human
Its a cold world
Theres kids with no conscience
They've been deaden by the media
By society
We're living in a system where everything is monetary
Financial values fill everyones lives
Until they forget their ways of morality
Theres only one word that fits our worlds abnormality
I would say that its poverty
Poverty of mind
And the poverty of our democracies
The way we live our lives
And the tumbles that we all take
And the stands that we don't
Corruptions at the heart of it
Not a tiny bit has departed from us
Problems keep filing in
Now we've hit a void
Economies gone bust
Millions out of jobs
All part of the countries lust
Lust for power
Lust for blood
Lust for money
We all know that its the greed that feeds
Taking control of loads
Subconsciously like a fiend
Till we become fiends
Until we breathe greed
Self centred and carless
Lack of love and the kindness that comes with it
So whats life worth?
When no one has any self worth
Anxiety is the only description that faces our system
Daily we struggle and worry
So feet are quick to scurry
To badness and get quick money
Quickly came and gone in a hurry
Just like our country
Just like our people
To rash
To harsh
Living for self and self freedom
All part of our decisions
Decisions of imperfect man
Imperfect self
And forgeting that our decisions
Are not always the wisest
We're only human
Who are we to walk in our own footsteps?
by Jesse Johnson
Its a cold world
Theres kids with no conscience
They've been deaden by the media
By society
We're living in a system where everything is monetary
Financial values fill everyones lives
Until they forget their ways of morality
Theres only one word that fits our worlds abnormality
I would say that its poverty
Poverty of mind
And the poverty of our democracies
The way we live our lives
And the tumbles that we all take
And the stands that we don't
Corruptions at the heart of it
Not a tiny bit has departed from us
Problems keep filing in
Now we've hit a void
Economies gone bust
Millions out of jobs
All part of the countries lust
Lust for power
Lust for blood
Lust for money
We all know that its the greed that feeds
Taking control of loads
Subconsciously like a fiend
Till we become fiends
Until we breathe greed
Self centred and carless
Lack of love and the kindness that comes with it
So whats life worth?
When no one has any self worth
Anxiety is the only description that faces our system
Daily we struggle and worry
So feet are quick to scurry
To badness and get quick money
Quickly came and gone in a hurry
Just like our country
Just like our people
To rash
To harsh
Living for self and self freedom
All part of our decisions
Decisions of imperfect man
Imperfect self
And forgeting that our decisions
Are not always the wisest
We're only human
Who are we to walk in our own footsteps?
by Jesse Johnson
Emotional Plague
Emotional Plague
Why she always got to be so serious?
I know life’s been hard, life’s been stressful
She’s got a bursting heart and a head full...
No one to turn or talk too
So she stays so stand offish, its driving her poor soul wild and mental
I'm trying get a smooth outline with my tracing paper
So that I can create a stencil
But its so hard because of her jagged edges
Making her seem out of shape like wedges
I’m watching it all, and I feel as if I don't know where my head is
Cause life is a mess, and watching hers...
It’s constantly making my head spin
Round and round, it’s a whirl wind
I understand fully, why the tips of her lips ain’t curling
Into that smile I long to see
It’s so far off and distant to me
Somewhere above and beyond, it’s a wildest dream
So now I empathise till the point where I can't sleep
This love that I have is taking up all of my energy
It’s so emotional, it’s plaguing me
by Jesse Johnson
Why she always got to be so serious?
I know life’s been hard, life’s been stressful
She’s got a bursting heart and a head full...
No one to turn or talk too
So she stays so stand offish, its driving her poor soul wild and mental
I'm trying get a smooth outline with my tracing paper
So that I can create a stencil
But its so hard because of her jagged edges
Making her seem out of shape like wedges
I’m watching it all, and I feel as if I don't know where my head is
Cause life is a mess, and watching hers...
It’s constantly making my head spin
Round and round, it’s a whirl wind
I understand fully, why the tips of her lips ain’t curling
Into that smile I long to see
It’s so far off and distant to me
Somewhere above and beyond, it’s a wildest dream
So now I empathise till the point where I can't sleep
This love that I have is taking up all of my energy
It’s so emotional, it’s plaguing me
by Jesse Johnson
Doubt
Doubt
Oh so special
Questioning eyes, questioning lips
No trust from my heart, so my mind hurts
The world tries to induce us with kind words
But I hear the cold chill in its voice
So I pull mV hand away from the hand shake
Paranoid, there’s not a chance that I'll take
I think twice all the time, go over the pros and cons
The ins and outs, so I make no mistake
Even though I have hope and faith
Somehow, one way or another question invades
It’s like being on stage
Ready and rearing to go
But I utter no words just in case
The audience don't listen
It’s like missing someone, but getting them and rejecting them
It’s like thinking about taking a step through a door
That’s the point your thinking
But because of your shrewdness, backwards your sinking
Its so overpowering
Taking over your situations
Even controlling your innovations
It’s a powerful thing...a power thing
Doubt
by Jesse Johnson
Oh so special
Questioning eyes, questioning lips
No trust from my heart, so my mind hurts
The world tries to induce us with kind words
But I hear the cold chill in its voice
So I pull mV hand away from the hand shake
Paranoid, there’s not a chance that I'll take
I think twice all the time, go over the pros and cons
The ins and outs, so I make no mistake
Even though I have hope and faith
Somehow, one way or another question invades
It’s like being on stage
Ready and rearing to go
But I utter no words just in case
The audience don't listen
It’s like missing someone, but getting them and rejecting them
It’s like thinking about taking a step through a door
That’s the point your thinking
But because of your shrewdness, backwards your sinking
Its so overpowering
Taking over your situations
Even controlling your innovations
It’s a powerful thing...a power thing
Doubt
by Jesse Johnson
Courage
Courage
He was a man, wore his heart on his sleeve
No snakes round here, we're dealing with lions
Every aspiration and every single dream
Came with the courage enough to disengage any pariah
All the goals weren't that hard to achieve
I got books to eat, I consume them with fire
Of knowlege to reach abilities of high reach
To breach bounderies beyond the wire
The line determining life, which we're afraid to see
I bow my head in shame, for every tear which they cry out
No doubt, it was nearly ecstacy when the world bleached
Right out, near the white light that shines out
It took my empowerment to stay strong,bravery
I wreastled death and said a prayer for me not to die out
Youth, intelligence, strength, courage, integrity.
It took courage
by Jesse Johnson
He was a man, wore his heart on his sleeve
No snakes round here, we're dealing with lions
Every aspiration and every single dream
Came with the courage enough to disengage any pariah
All the goals weren't that hard to achieve
I got books to eat, I consume them with fire
Of knowlege to reach abilities of high reach
To breach bounderies beyond the wire
The line determining life, which we're afraid to see
I bow my head in shame, for every tear which they cry out
No doubt, it was nearly ecstacy when the world bleached
Right out, near the white light that shines out
It took my empowerment to stay strong,bravery
I wreastled death and said a prayer for me not to die out
Youth, intelligence, strength, courage, integrity.
It took courage
by Jesse Johnson
Another
Another
Another blank page, for more ink to fill it
Another life made, for another gun to kill it
Another bus came, for more people to miss it
Another peer group, for one to be a misfit
Another earl grey, for the rich man with biscuits
Another theory, for Bio Chemistry and Physics
Another rap artist, for music with abrasive lyrics
Another kid in a slum, for them to be a mimic
Another mum cries, for her son she can't believe it
Another boy fights, for an ego he just can't leave it
Another wife abused, (for) from a man he just ain't worth it
Another animal dead, for a celeb who wants to wear it
Another child hungry, for their parents just can't feed it
Another country disturbed, for the world to watch it
Another chain on display, for a thug to pop it
Another door opened, for someone to lock it
Another piece of meat, for a butcher to chop it
Another riot in London, for the police to stop it
Another hurdle in life, for us to hop it
Another bad habit, for all of us to drop it
Another wallet hanging loose, for pick pockets
Another plague, for death rates to sky rocket
Another book printed, for the world to read it
Another tragedy, for all of us to feel it
Another life lost, for us to make it
Another chance made, for us to waste it
by Jesse Johnson
Another blank page, for more ink to fill it
Another life made, for another gun to kill it
Another bus came, for more people to miss it
Another peer group, for one to be a misfit
Another earl grey, for the rich man with biscuits
Another theory, for Bio Chemistry and Physics
Another rap artist, for music with abrasive lyrics
Another kid in a slum, for them to be a mimic
Another mum cries, for her son she can't believe it
Another boy fights, for an ego he just can't leave it
Another wife abused, (for) from a man he just ain't worth it
Another animal dead, for a celeb who wants to wear it
Another child hungry, for their parents just can't feed it
Another country disturbed, for the world to watch it
Another chain on display, for a thug to pop it
Another door opened, for someone to lock it
Another piece of meat, for a butcher to chop it
Another riot in London, for the police to stop it
Another hurdle in life, for us to hop it
Another bad habit, for all of us to drop it
Another wallet hanging loose, for pick pockets
Another plague, for death rates to sky rocket
Another book printed, for the world to read it
Another tragedy, for all of us to feel it
Another life lost, for us to make it
Another chance made, for us to waste it
by Jesse Johnson
Alone
Alone
I seem to be so self centred
I'm not concerned with anyone but myself
I say forget the world
I won't let anyone enter
I've been hurt to many times
Left in the shadows...left for dead
I don't think anyone remembers
I stand one heart and mind
Looking, searching, nobody I find
It seems like I've lost my soul in these lines
I am one dot on a big white space
Praying for the day, I'm locked in a big black case
I seem to be so self centred
I'm not concerned with anyone but myself
I say forget the world
I won't let anyone enter
I've been hurt to many times
Left in the shadows...left for dead
I don't think anyone remembers
I stand one heart and mind
Looking, searching, nobody I find
It seems like I've lost my soul in these lines
I am one dot on a big white space
Praying for the day, I'm locked in a big black case
Let the world forget my face
Bolt and bond my casket
I'm a selfish human, don't sell my body parts on the market
My insides are rotting! Yes the dark is
Consuming me
So leave me and let me be
by Jesse Johnson
Depression
Depression
A state of mind where a persona is sad
Thats how I felt
But nobody understood
People can't help
What people don't understand
So I can't cope
I can't care
I feel angered
So I do dare
I do damage
I do hurt
I won't stop
Thoughts until I'm earthed.
A state of mind where a persona is hopeless
Lost for countless reasons
Dejected because of society
Restless because of continious thoughts
Reasoning reasons in variety
Never answered when calling
No dreams but dementing images
Fiction, only ifs
My frenzied mind continues scrimmaging
My mind fighting my mind
My mind questioning my life
Self-centred, broken, forgotten
Hopless, do you know what it's like?
Depression
by Jesse Johnson
A state of mind where a persona is sad
Thats how I felt
But nobody understood
People can't help
What people don't understand
So I can't cope
I can't care
I feel angered
So I do dare
I do damage
I do hurt
I won't stop
Thoughts until I'm earthed.
A state of mind where a persona is hopeless
Lost for countless reasons
Dejected because of society
Restless because of continious thoughts
Reasoning reasons in variety
Never answered when calling
No dreams but dementing images
Fiction, only ifs
My frenzied mind continues scrimmaging
My mind fighting my mind
My mind questioning my life
Self-centred, broken, forgotten
Hopless, do you know what it's like?
Depression
by Jesse Johnson
Culture
Culture
Culture gives me reason
To be what I have to be
It gives me that motivation
Now my eyes they widely see
Culture is a prospect
The figure of my certainty
I stay true to my roots
It’s all a part of my integrity
Culture is a purpose
A part of who we are
A part of who I is, am
Its importance is never kept far
Culture’s in my blood and veins
My mind and the way I speak
It’s all fuelled by my human heart
And through my physical released
Culture’s not about where you’re from
But the cultures that we meet
It’s about how we gel together
Unique as individuals but one entity
by Jesse Johnson
Culture gives me reason
To be what I have to be
It gives me that motivation
Now my eyes they widely see
Culture is a prospect
The figure of my certainty
I stay true to my roots
It’s all a part of my integrity
Culture is a purpose
A part of who we are
A part of who I is, am
Its importance is never kept far
Culture’s in my blood and veins
My mind and the way I speak
It’s all fuelled by my human heart
And through my physical released
Culture’s not about where you’re from
But the cultures that we meet
It’s about how we gel together
Unique as individuals but one entity
by Jesse Johnson
Broken Home
Broken Home
Nothings ever set in stone
Home is where the heart is, but where is home?
When it’s all fallen apart, like the oldest clothes
No white picket fence or no little white gnome
No fairy pictures on the wall, with the fancy little pose
No flowers in the garden, no love no rose
No father to lead the way, no mother to hold
No sister to set me straight, no brother for me to clone
No cousins for me to holler at, when my feet touch the roads
No friends that are tight enough, for us to create a code
No people in high places for me to get a loan
It’s all a vicious cycle, starting from my broken home
by Jesse Johnson
Nothings ever set in stone
Home is where the heart is, but where is home?
When it’s all fallen apart, like the oldest clothes
No white picket fence or no little white gnome
No fairy pictures on the wall, with the fancy little pose
No flowers in the garden, no love no rose
No father to lead the way, no mother to hold
No sister to set me straight, no brother for me to clone
No cousins for me to holler at, when my feet touch the roads
No friends that are tight enough, for us to create a code
No people in high places for me to get a loan
It’s all a vicious cycle, starting from my broken home
by Jesse Johnson
Enough: Make youth violence history
Enough
Enough is Enough, I dont want no more
Two many to much, of the blood that pours
Of young people, its gone past scores
Life's ruthless, death makes it sore
Its school mates, and our old friends
All the memories, of times when you ramped on the ends
Skanked in the shubs, and then
You get a fone call, telling you they're dead
Its deep, so we want it in the past
Another generation grows beneath us
So we need all this pain, to leave us
So we can advance, and free us
Believe me, when i talk i see us
Moving on from the dark, into the light
Even though, we might want revenge
There's good in all, that sets things right
That puts are mind at peace
Blood sweat and tears, its all part of the grief
But the pains still there, right down in the seems
In every bone, it's making me weak
This life is hell,(please) put me to sleep
Yes I'm beggin, I'm down on my knees
I've changed this year, pains surrounding me
Next thing my mum is grounding me
Locked in a coffin, not a room
I should of went home, instead of saying soon
Then i would be safe in the glow of the moon
Be able to eat breaky, with my spoon
Instead i was out, then i held two
In my chest, now my face is on news
Over something silly, its nothing new
Thats why I don't really, bother with news
I've herd it all before, it's depressing
But youths like me never learn our lesson
Enuff is enuff, and we want it to leave us
Make this youth violence leave us
Make youth violence, a thing of the past
Make peace something, that will last
Cause the blood shed's, a mysery
ENOUGH! MAKE YOUTH VIOLENCE HIS-sTORY!
by Jesse Johnson
Enough is Enough, I dont want no more
Two many to much, of the blood that pours
Of young people, its gone past scores
Life's ruthless, death makes it sore
Its school mates, and our old friends
All the memories, of times when you ramped on the ends
Skanked in the shubs, and then
You get a fone call, telling you they're dead
Its deep, so we want it in the past
Another generation grows beneath us
So we need all this pain, to leave us
So we can advance, and free us
Believe me, when i talk i see us
Moving on from the dark, into the light
Even though, we might want revenge
There's good in all, that sets things right
That puts are mind at peace
Blood sweat and tears, its all part of the grief
But the pains still there, right down in the seems
In every bone, it's making me weak
This life is hell,(please) put me to sleep
Yes I'm beggin, I'm down on my knees
I've changed this year, pains surrounding me
Next thing my mum is grounding me
Locked in a coffin, not a room
I should of went home, instead of saying soon
Then i would be safe in the glow of the moon
Be able to eat breaky, with my spoon
Instead i was out, then i held two
In my chest, now my face is on news
Over something silly, its nothing new
Thats why I don't really, bother with news
I've herd it all before, it's depressing
But youths like me never learn our lesson
Enuff is enuff, and we want it to leave us
Make this youth violence leave us
Make youth violence, a thing of the past
Make peace something, that will last
Cause the blood shed's, a mysery
ENOUGH! MAKE YOUTH VIOLENCE HIS-sTORY!
by Jesse Johnson
17
17
17 years old and I'm not getting a day younger
I'm a ghost child living in a ghost town
Thats why I'm living so low down
I'm in a system where we face terror and trauma
17 and my lifes still a jigsaw puzzle
With missing pieces
Secrets and conspiracy hidden in folds and creases
I'm trying to bark at life but I'm stuck in a muzzle
17 and I'm long pass legal age
No wisdom with it
15 was the age, making me an impatient statistic
Look hard, you can see life in my eyes and changed face
17 and lifes peak
It was a pivotal point in my life that changed me
My skin got better aquainted with cold steel see
Wrong place wrong time, bad week
17, oh so sweet
I'm glad life made a turn in my final days of 16
Left D.G with some of the best set a GCSEs
When I could have been a box with my future, bleak
17...17
by Jesse Johnson
17 years old and I'm not getting a day younger
I'm a ghost child living in a ghost town
Thats why I'm living so low down
I'm in a system where we face terror and trauma
17 and my lifes still a jigsaw puzzle
With missing pieces
Secrets and conspiracy hidden in folds and creases
I'm trying to bark at life but I'm stuck in a muzzle
17 and I'm long pass legal age
No wisdom with it
15 was the age, making me an impatient statistic
Look hard, you can see life in my eyes and changed face
17 and lifes peak
It was a pivotal point in my life that changed me
My skin got better aquainted with cold steel see
Wrong place wrong time, bad week
17, oh so sweet
I'm glad life made a turn in my final days of 16
Left D.G with some of the best set a GCSEs
When I could have been a box with my future, bleak
17...17
by Jesse Johnson
Everything is Political
Everything is Political
Everything is political
So hear this, this is my politics
My politics of change
Becarh, goverment in our country is very deranged
England's somewhere that they can't maintain
Another description for it, is change
They've seemed to have everything under control
When they've got groups like the B.N.P on the rome
They've got a couple seats now
Next election, they'll have it all, it'll be their home
Then, what will happen to us?
The civilians - black, asain; cultured from young to old
My minds eye sees death in lifes future
People in heaps like a holocaust clone
We've been shown what racism can do
It's something we've probably all been through
We've all been through
We can make it through
If we all stick together we can make it through
Through trust, hope, guidance
In each other religion, pacifism not violence
We can win bad over, with millions of good hearts
Poetry, plays, campaigns, with art
Art is the key to our peace and unity
Art is life, life is art
Politics politics, politics politics
Everything is political
Even the birds and the bees
The amount of knees, that bend
In different places, different countries
Many men and different monarchs
Different places, similar governments
Same motive same aim
Same difference, no change
Parallel lives, different ages
Road rats rugrats different stages
Small book big book, different pages
Politics politics, politics politics
Political upheaval and civil warfare
Fighting violence, bloodshed we all share
One mans bad heart and a countries guilt
One mans gun, lays another mans filth
One mans mind, leaves billions killed
And leaves big ditches with steaming bodies filled
Everything is political, believe or not
Politics politics, it's never been not.
by Jesse Johnson
Everything is political
So hear this, this is my politics
My politics of change
Becarh, goverment in our country is very deranged
England's somewhere that they can't maintain
Another description for it, is change
They've seemed to have everything under control
When they've got groups like the B.N.P on the rome
They've got a couple seats now
Next election, they'll have it all, it'll be their home
Then, what will happen to us?
The civilians - black, asain; cultured from young to old
My minds eye sees death in lifes future
People in heaps like a holocaust clone
We've been shown what racism can do
It's something we've probably all been through
We've all been through
We can make it through
If we all stick together we can make it through
Through trust, hope, guidance
In each other religion, pacifism not violence
We can win bad over, with millions of good hearts
Poetry, plays, campaigns, with art
Art is the key to our peace and unity
Art is life, life is art
Politics politics, politics politics
Everything is political
Even the birds and the bees
The amount of knees, that bend
In different places, different countries
Many men and different monarchs
Different places, similar governments
Same motive same aim
Same difference, no change
Parallel lives, different ages
Road rats rugrats different stages
Small book big book, different pages
Politics politics, politics politics
Political upheaval and civil warfare
Fighting violence, bloodshed we all share
One mans bad heart and a countries guilt
One mans gun, lays another mans filth
One mans mind, leaves billions killed
And leaves big ditches with steaming bodies filled
Everything is political, believe or not
Politics politics, it's never been not.
by Jesse Johnson
Black
BLACK
Black, they say it’s just a colour
But that’s not what I see when I look at my mother
That’s not what I see when I look at my brothers
We are part of the spectrum of the world
We’re not separate; not one of the others
We’re soldiers too, so we deserve some honour
Slave trade gone, I slave no longer
My belly’s grumbling, for food I hunger
Black boys, we’re the world of tomorrow
We make our decisions, we don’t need to follow
We got brains, our heads are not hollow
We get stronger when we eat, so they’re scared when we swallow
Independent when we learn but in life we borrow
Money knowledge time, until we burrow
Ourselves each other, six foot deep
Over natural causes, or violence in the street
Black, B-L-A-C-K
Suffered by the hands of the K-K-K
Suffered and struggled, struggle the struggle
But we were never silenced, never put in a muzzle
We work harder, you never see our women in a brothel
Problems at home some might live in a hostel
Still, we’re getting on with the life
Through the cold winter days and daily hype
Black, whoever said it was a curse
If you see our face then you think for the worst
You’re no different; we’ll both end up in a hearse
Grey and old, crying for the nurse
We were born the same way, delivered by the doctor
But the colour of my skin, makes others want to hate
It even hurts more, when my race discriminates
We need unity, don’t worry about race
Black girls, the Nubian queens of the future
You deserve the respect, so we never abuse you
Keep your head on straight, you will never be confused
It’s now or never, so the time you have use
Keep your head to your book, you will never lose
There is no destiny, so your life you can choose
Be the best you can, to yourself you should prove
Inspiring women, please beware of how you move
Black, be the very essence of the word
Be respected as the rest, but individual as preferred
Keep your eyes focused, so your aims are never blurred
Be soaring eagles in the sky, free like the birds
Don’t ever shy in the corner, make sure your voiced is heard
Aim to be first, never (wanting) second or third
Strive for what you want, never be deterred
Concentrate on life, it’s a major learning curve.
by Jesse Johnson
Black, they say it’s just a colour
But that’s not what I see when I look at my mother
That’s not what I see when I look at my brothers
We are part of the spectrum of the world
We’re not separate; not one of the others
We’re soldiers too, so we deserve some honour
Slave trade gone, I slave no longer
My belly’s grumbling, for food I hunger
Black boys, we’re the world of tomorrow
We make our decisions, we don’t need to follow
We got brains, our heads are not hollow
We get stronger when we eat, so they’re scared when we swallow
Independent when we learn but in life we borrow
Money knowledge time, until we burrow
Ourselves each other, six foot deep
Over natural causes, or violence in the street
Black, B-L-A-C-K
Suffered by the hands of the K-K-K
Suffered and struggled, struggle the struggle
But we were never silenced, never put in a muzzle
We work harder, you never see our women in a brothel
Problems at home some might live in a hostel
Still, we’re getting on with the life
Through the cold winter days and daily hype
Black, whoever said it was a curse
If you see our face then you think for the worst
You’re no different; we’ll both end up in a hearse
Grey and old, crying for the nurse
We were born the same way, delivered by the doctor
But the colour of my skin, makes others want to hate
It even hurts more, when my race discriminates
We need unity, don’t worry about race
Black girls, the Nubian queens of the future
You deserve the respect, so we never abuse you
Keep your head on straight, you will never be confused
It’s now or never, so the time you have use
Keep your head to your book, you will never lose
There is no destiny, so your life you can choose
Be the best you can, to yourself you should prove
Inspiring women, please beware of how you move
Black, be the very essence of the word
Be respected as the rest, but individual as preferred
Keep your eyes focused, so your aims are never blurred
Be soaring eagles in the sky, free like the birds
Don’t ever shy in the corner, make sure your voiced is heard
Aim to be first, never (wanting) second or third
Strive for what you want, never be deterred
Concentrate on life, it’s a major learning curve.
by Jesse Johnson
Box
Box
I take a look around every room that i step in
And see inspiration in every face
It doesn't seem like they know it
But in my life they've got a place
Cause we live in a world so alienated
Everyone lives inside of a box
Shut off controlled and stifled
Lifeless just like rocks
I need to get away from this control
Cause I'm of free mind and free will
I'm not a robot of society
Trained to be unskilled
I've got this thing thats called free will
Its a sword i love to wield
But some do this without control and knowledge
And end up losing their protective shield
Losing a sense of self
No self respect low self esteem
In a routine they are oblivious
To the fact they're stuck in a dream
Trapped in a constant cycle
Trying to climb to the top
All effort for what reason
When life ends inside of a box
by Jesse Johnson
I take a look around every room that i step in
And see inspiration in every face
It doesn't seem like they know it
But in my life they've got a place
Cause we live in a world so alienated
Everyone lives inside of a box
Shut off controlled and stifled
Lifeless just like rocks
I need to get away from this control
Cause I'm of free mind and free will
I'm not a robot of society
Trained to be unskilled
I've got this thing thats called free will
Its a sword i love to wield
But some do this without control and knowledge
And end up losing their protective shield
Losing a sense of self
No self respect low self esteem
In a routine they are oblivious
To the fact they're stuck in a dream
Trapped in a constant cycle
Trying to climb to the top
All effort for what reason
When life ends inside of a box
by Jesse Johnson
What I've Become
What I've Become
Were they even worth my words
My adjectives and learn'ed verbs
Cause I know they've never felt my hurt
Or seen the scars under my shirt
Never lived my life, or felt my worth
Had darkened eyes since the day of birth
Seen the miracles in life that turns
This H-2-O to spoken word
I've been a bird and seen the stars
I am this man cause I'm from mars
I've felt the strain, I am this class
Been close to cells and felt the bars
I've felt the fury, lived the fast
I've heard the future, seen the past
I've been side tracked and left the path
I've shadowed me and worn the mask
I know he's there, I heard his son
Another day, a battle won
I've felt the shackles, moved the tons
Look down the barrel of lifes gun
Let it be known I've dodged death once
My mind sharpened, I was once blunt
Can you see what I have done?
Take a look at what I've become
by Jesse Johnson
Were they even worth my words
My adjectives and learn'ed verbs
Cause I know they've never felt my hurt
Or seen the scars under my shirt
Never lived my life, or felt my worth
Had darkened eyes since the day of birth
Seen the miracles in life that turns
This H-2-O to spoken word
I've been a bird and seen the stars
I am this man cause I'm from mars
I've felt the strain, I am this class
Been close to cells and felt the bars
I've felt the fury, lived the fast
I've heard the future, seen the past
I've been side tracked and left the path
I've shadowed me and worn the mask
I know he's there, I heard his son
Another day, a battle won
I've felt the shackles, moved the tons
Look down the barrel of lifes gun
Let it be known I've dodged death once
My mind sharpened, I was once blunt
Can you see what I have done?
Take a look at what I've become
by Jesse Johnson
Tuesday 5 October 2010
Till Death Do Us part
My scalps inching, thoughts want to jump out
I'm calm and collected, my legacy has started nothing can put me on pause now
I've got a jaw full of teeth, I'm a lion I'll roar out
Got relations with my people's, and I pray that we don't fall out
No throne here, cause it's just a bench with velvet on it
I dream about the crib and the car, with an immaculate woman on the bonnet
And I'll express my emotions in every line, every lyric in my poems
I've got heart for this figure of mine, and I'll show it
So know it, this is infinite just like the eight
I've passed barriers in this life, so I don't care what they say
Cause they can talk and back bite, but I ignore all the claims
I know the snakes in the grass, and how they try to defame
Libel's in the writing and slanders on their tongues
But I've been around the chat, mouths are firing the guns
In a literal sense and metaphorical...but I'm physically breathing life through my lungs
And giving the loss souls some recognition, for all that they've done
Presence is an issue, I can be seen and not heard
And seeing is believing, and I believe in the learning curve
There's been many a time when I've chose to turn to her
Before the depression kicks in, I decide to write my verbs
My collective of sentences, consistant in its right
So nothing can make me turn, my position is my pride
I can be like any other man, but my poetry's my life
Till death do us part, the angels hear me from the sky
by Jesse Johnson
I'm calm and collected, my legacy has started nothing can put me on pause now
I've got a jaw full of teeth, I'm a lion I'll roar out
Got relations with my people's, and I pray that we don't fall out
No throne here, cause it's just a bench with velvet on it
I dream about the crib and the car, with an immaculate woman on the bonnet
And I'll express my emotions in every line, every lyric in my poems
I've got heart for this figure of mine, and I'll show it
So know it, this is infinite just like the eight
I've passed barriers in this life, so I don't care what they say
Cause they can talk and back bite, but I ignore all the claims
I know the snakes in the grass, and how they try to defame
Libel's in the writing and slanders on their tongues
But I've been around the chat, mouths are firing the guns
In a literal sense and metaphorical...but I'm physically breathing life through my lungs
And giving the loss souls some recognition, for all that they've done
Presence is an issue, I can be seen and not heard
And seeing is believing, and I believe in the learning curve
There's been many a time when I've chose to turn to her
Before the depression kicks in, I decide to write my verbs
My collective of sentences, consistant in its right
So nothing can make me turn, my position is my pride
I can be like any other man, but my poetry's my life
Till death do us part, the angels hear me from the sky
by Jesse Johnson
Saturday 2 October 2010
One chance one dime
One chance one dime
Listen, I'm not on no girls forget that
Listen, I'm not on no girls forget that
I've moved from boy to man and grabbed something in a mans league
A real breath taker, so she can pin me real good so I can't breathe
She's got me, so when I'm not there I can't leave
She's not a figure of my imagination
Real talk, real heart no infatuation
If you ever think I'm still on them, lol, thats and understatement
Cause they're all buried an gone, burnt in history; cremation
But she's here, near me resurrection of my life
Reassuring who I am, always playing on my mind
She knows how to hold the balance, even when she can't hold me tight
It's all been her time, so she'll be by my side
Come rain or shine, night or day
She's part of the plan, so there was no delay
Beauty beyond compare, so they hate
But I couldn't give a toss, I don't care what they say
You don't get nine chances, so I'm going to take this one
So now I've got her on my radar before the day is done
And praise is due, to her, she gets me crazy don
So forget about chasing skirts, so my behaviours on
Cause I'm determined to maintain, from tip top to tip toe
Cause she's got her mind over matter, so we both flow
She's a woman so defined, she was made from gods hold
And you know, that I know, so me and her can't be a joke
So here we go, one day at a time
Cause time is all we have, and I express my thoughts within rhyme
Your my reason for my smile, I'm happy because your mine
Your a woman beyond compare, my cherry drop my sensuous dime
One chance my one dime!
by Jesse Johnson
But she's here, near me resurrection of my life
Reassuring who I am, always playing on my mind
She knows how to hold the balance, even when she can't hold me tight
It's all been her time, so she'll be by my side
Come rain or shine, night or day
She's part of the plan, so there was no delay
Beauty beyond compare, so they hate
But I couldn't give a toss, I don't care what they say
You don't get nine chances, so I'm going to take this one
So now I've got her on my radar before the day is done
And praise is due, to her, she gets me crazy don
So forget about chasing skirts, so my behaviours on
Cause I'm determined to maintain, from tip top to tip toe
Cause she's got her mind over matter, so we both flow
She's a woman so defined, she was made from gods hold
And you know, that I know, so me and her can't be a joke
So here we go, one day at a time
Cause time is all we have, and I express my thoughts within rhyme
Your my reason for my smile, I'm happy because your mine
Your a woman beyond compare, my cherry drop my sensuous dime
One chance my one dime!
by Jesse Johnson
Thursday 23 September 2010
Learning curve
Lifes a long road as we all know it. I look down mine every day and wonder intensely where the hell am I going? Recently, I've been mixed and muddled up, (like I haven't been for the past eighteen years). Also, I've began to notice the reasons why certain people I know are so cold hearted, you'll never see them get to deeply involved with a woman, its just in then out and onwards and upwards in life.
This area of life is a place where people don't realise the reality from the physical. The concept I am developing here is that women get emotional when it comes to physical things, they put emotion and physical together and this is where the chasing starts. On the other hand, (most) men seperate the two. This creates a brigde that splits men from women. This is part of the reason why I am sitting here venting at the moment. Personally, I find it hard to show emotion, not because of the mere fact that I can't, I am completely cable of doing so, it is just the fact that things have happened in my life that have sent me on an emotional roller coaster, consequences being that I believe that I have become desensitised to a number of things. This feeling that I have now developed is something that is common in most youths in society today.
The feeling of being desensitised has been created by the media. The music, videos and games that people are exposed to and the mere fact that we are all imperfect, people go through everyday wishing wondering and worrying. From the minute we can speak and ask questions a cycle and a search is started. Why are we here? What is our individual purpose in life?
Since day one we as people carry burdens and have anxieties. The only issue after that is finding out how to get over our problems, forgive forget and move on. Since becoming an adult, I will stick to this more, my motives me, those around me haven't got all day to wait around. My time is now and so is yours so put yourself first and foremost along with those who you should care most about, i.e. family.
Learning curve of life...I've still got loads to learn. Teach me!
This area of life is a place where people don't realise the reality from the physical. The concept I am developing here is that women get emotional when it comes to physical things, they put emotion and physical together and this is where the chasing starts. On the other hand, (most) men seperate the two. This creates a brigde that splits men from women. This is part of the reason why I am sitting here venting at the moment. Personally, I find it hard to show emotion, not because of the mere fact that I can't, I am completely cable of doing so, it is just the fact that things have happened in my life that have sent me on an emotional roller coaster, consequences being that I believe that I have become desensitised to a number of things. This feeling that I have now developed is something that is common in most youths in society today.
The feeling of being desensitised has been created by the media. The music, videos and games that people are exposed to and the mere fact that we are all imperfect, people go through everyday wishing wondering and worrying. From the minute we can speak and ask questions a cycle and a search is started. Why are we here? What is our individual purpose in life?
Since day one we as people carry burdens and have anxieties. The only issue after that is finding out how to get over our problems, forgive forget and move on. Since becoming an adult, I will stick to this more, my motives me, those around me haven't got all day to wait around. My time is now and so is yours so put yourself first and foremost along with those who you should care most about, i.e. family.
Learning curve of life...I've still got loads to learn. Teach me!
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