City of Light (The Vision Only)

City of Light (The Vision Only)

A Poem by The Rose That Grew From Concrete
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This is the Short Version Stories to come.

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My mind faded into unconscious thought, maybe it was death

 I saw the darkness of my mind I glared at it blankly

But then under me appeared a bright road, and ahead of me a city

A city made of light; I was in a trace I had to enter

As I got closer I could see at the gates stood my grandmother

It shocked me she had bee gone for almost ten years

Joy grew inside me as stated to run towards her and away from here

But then her voice of pure harmony said “your work isn’t yet finished”

I said what work is she talkin about I had no work to be vanished

She said “go back Jason it will all be clear”

I woke up the coach above me, and my mind unclear

I got up and I was ok when I could think again I begin to see things

I saw the governments plan; I saw the power with my new writings

I became creative and always new the truth my moral compass out grew society

And it was where I became the revolutionary I am and will be undoubtedly

It was my awakening I stopped conforming and taking others thoughts

I could now think for my self and I saw how everyone were robots

I saw that parents and the authority figures weren’t always right

The greatest gift ever given, the day I saw the city of light

Now I knew it was my duty to teach the world how to love and prosper

And now I am Jason X the ghetto philosopher

 

© 2008 The Rose That Grew From Concrete


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ooo i liked that. very interesting. i didn't know what to expect from the title, but i thoroughly enjoyed reading it. it was from a unique point of view, too. i noticed a typo in the 4th line, by the way, that "trace" should be "trance" or so i think. and i have a question. i noticed you said you are a revolutionary..what are your views on the government? i know that's a very open-ended question, but like..are you a conspiracy theorist or do you just hate them? sry, just being nosy :) but anyways, nice poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Nice. Support to ya bro.

"The greatest gift ever given, the day I saw the city of light

Now I knew it was my duty to teach the world how to love and prosper

And now I am Jason X the ghetto philosopher"

Let the people be free man.
�Lee�

Posted 14 Years Ago


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The Rose That Grew From Concrete
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My Name is Jason X and I'm a 17 year old guy born and raise in Fort Smith, Arkansas. I have a very imaginative and revolutionary mind. Please Comment more..

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