Bird's Eye View:

Find a picture nobody's words were painted upon/

took a second to jot this down, I never painted a psalm/

realism, not abstract, picaso would've painted it wrong/

Opaque but yet translucent, picture created the form/

gradient charm, encased in the Bricks laid/

Necklace made of Wood, fingers pressed for the pic takes/

flip script like flipped page/

across the way neighboring window chose not to flip shades/

Wonder what wonders they did see, wish that we could switch place/

then vantage point I'd see, be close to me like a rib cage...

Or Face to face...Bird's Eye View

D. Abshire

July 7th, 2010~4:11a.m.

Random B.S. 10

I know my culture beyond the culture Media

I won't believe their lies and what they feeding ya

Striving for better, ain't always expedient

Meisen Place, throroughly check every ingredient

our minds impregnated, by universal controls

find universal truths and use'em to break the molds

break choke holds, break the nose

if it will set you free

the sect that I'm in, ain't succomb to the Melody

Soul spoken through music, no shackles on the beam

tackle problems head on, stead long, steel your mind

if you want to pick the lock, seek the key and you shall find

hiding in plain sight, blending the whole time

go against the flow, dischord needs to chime

starts in the middle class, Grass Roots will Walk the line

like roses Grown from concrete, opposition will be defied

the truest tribe of all, yes, we mirror the devine

D. Abshire

July 8th, 2010~9:40am