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11:52 AM
Mr. B-G
She had only been about eight
Was followed by an unknown fate
We’d liked to play and have some fun
April first two thousand and one.
When it ended, I was in shock
My face turned white as chalk
Killed by her mother’s oldest son
April first two thousand and one.
I didn’t know if it was a joke
My sound was reduced to a choke
And her life had barely begun
April first two thousand and one.
7:27 AM
Mr. B-G
Traveling in the car
With my family inside
On the new parking lot paved with tar
Near the hotel, our car’s tire is blown on the side
We settle into the room
Find out my pants got a rip
Then we wake up to get some food
Going to the restaurant is already another trip
On the beach, hot and sunny
Boogie board on the water, still cold
I forget my money
And then we go into the town where the sovereigns are sold
Back in the car; my brothers making a lecture
AT LEAST I GOT A GOOD FAMILY PICTURE
7:26 AM
Mr. B-G
Up he went he was untouchable
The Bulls kept on winning, four straight
He could not bear the death of his dad
But then his team gave him a helping hand.
His mom, his fans, his teammates, pushed him
To get that fourth trophy they couldn’t be touched
Then his age got to him and he had to stop
In 2000 he came back but he was no good for the wizards
He finally was gone but still remembered
Hall of fame, first year he was voted
Not two thoughts about it
He was the best ever seen in the game
Don’t forget, Air
7:26 AM
Mr. B-G
The sun shines on the white sand below
The smell of the ocean soothing
I slowly walk and then think
This is the life for me
Gently, the waves crash
I sit on the
Warm white sand
Relaxed
calm
7:25 AM
Mr. B-G
Life with you is a journey I will take
Through good and bad I will always hold your hand
A love that no one can harm or can break
A love that only a few can understand
Our bodies are close as if we are one
You are the piece of the puzzle I miss
In the game of love I feel I have won
And our perfect day is sealed with a kiss
Without you I feel like I am nothing
Nothing bigger than a grain of white sand
Our love is complete with the perfect ring
My love and loyalty come hand and hand
When the sun grazes your beautiful face
I will be with you in your arms embrace
7:23 AM
Mr. B-G
The sun starts to sink below the ocean
As we hold each other close, hand in hand
Time feels like its going in slow motion
As we walk along in the white, beach sand.
The cool waves gently crash against our feet
As you look at me with those deep blue eyes
And I could swear my heart skipped a beat
When you turned and kissed me to my surprise.
Never thought I could feel the way I do
Being with you here, I am lost for words
How lucky I am to find something new,
I feel as though I’m flying among birds.
I knew you were the only one for me
On that precious night down by the sea.
7:22 AM
Mr. B-G
People don’t listen to what I say
I said “Don’t push the dang button”
They don’t want to ever listen
It’s there for a reason
A strange one at that
Loud beeping sounds
Until they
All hear
Boom.
7:21 AM
Mr. B-G
Dwayne Carter grew up on the streets
He got his break when Cash Money heard his beats
Better known as Weezy or Lil Wayne
His flow tends to stay insane.
Eating rappers like rare cooked meat
He's so hot on the charts, ice can't cool his heat
When a new song hits, other rappers feel the pain
He's like a male lion, extremely hard to tame.
He didn't expect for millions to be bought
Dropping out of school at the mere age of fourteen
He never thought that he would fulfill his dream.
It was an easy battle to the top, but still Weezy fought
And at the top of all, he kept planning his plot
He's done what needed to be done, seen what needed to be seen.
7:21 AM
Mr. B-G
Laying in her bed is all she does now
For without him there is
No reason for her to wake up and face the day.
Mascara smeared eyes
Makes her look like she has died
But still she crys
For better days and for his return,
Into her arms once again.
But this will never happen
For heaven is sure hard to reach from Earth
Without leaving it in a hurse.
So for now she waits for the day
Where she can be reunited again.
7:20 AM
Mr. B-G
On your way to the mountain,
Waxing your new board,
You watch the snow fall,
And hope for that perfect powder.
When you finally get there,
After what seemed like
The longest ride of your life,
You throw on your gloves and boots,
Then run for the ski lift.
At the peak of the mountain,
You tighten your bindings,
Stare down the trail for a few seconds,
And begin to accelerate,
Then carve back and forth
Through the powder.
You reach the bottom,
And can’t wait for the next run!
7:18 AM
Mr. B-G
Standing at the plate he called the hit.
The crowd roared as he stepped up to the plate.
Looking down to the ground he proudly spit,
For in this hit their breath he would take.
Standing strong he raised his hand,
The crowd was silent, not even a stir.
All the crowd was at a stand,
For now, history was about to occur.
The pitch came, and it came hard,
He launched his hands through the ball.
Just from the crack you could tell it went far,
While running, he knew this was over the wall.
From this at bat a legend, a hero was made,
To some he was the Great Bambino, but to most, the babe.
7:18 AM
Mr. B-G
There he stood on the podium,
Telling us of all the good things in life,
Making all the references,
That keeps all wondering,
It’s all in our references.
Looking up to that someone, that tells all in a nutshell.
Despite his autism,
It is only too well,
There is so much inspiration,
Only you can tell.
7:17 AM
Mr. B-G
That day the wood was a seeming fright
Its sky was dressed in a cold, cold, white;
The trees stood barren on the leaf strewn floor
And the wind howled its dull roar
A mysterious orb formed in the tree’s path
Looking human-like in the sunlight’s bath;
She seemed to be wearing a magenta smock
Her parasol in one hand and in the other a clock
It was time to leave the wood in a haunt was sensed
In their pockets they had their cellphones clenched;
Was it the sun’s beams playing tricks with their minds
Or was it really a woman well past her time
Out of the wood they quickly fled
And couldn’t help wondering “Was she dead?”
7:16 AM
Mr. B-G
Ocean’s waves crash on shore everyday
Everyone goes to the ocean
Brown sand sparkles in the sun
Tiny seashells hiding
Seaweed floating by
Don’t want to leave
The water
Can be
Blue
7:16 AM
Mr. B-G
At the end of a long, hard day.
I go my way.
Long leash in hand.
Feet in dark sand.
The wind picks up, dark clouds come in.
Far rains begin.
Distant thunder;
Lightning stalker.
This way the harsh kayos approaches.
Water blazes.
Never concede,
Go on? Agreed
7:15 AM
Mr. B-G
Confusion invades life itself
clouding the shelf,
first hard to find,
in my young mind.
Sadness drowns out all hope – all is lost,
too high a cost
is living life
where risks are rife.
It’s just not worth it, is it? You
have to fight to
maybe survive –
Barely alive.
7:15 AM
Mr. B-G
I hide many things under my smile,
Sometimes as an act of guile.
Discontentment covered by glee.
Things aren’t what they appear to be.
I feel my heart is torn,
And all I want to do is mourn.
Inside, my emotions drive me crazy.
Things aren’t what they appear to be.
These days, there’s less truth than aberration.
Take all of this into consideration.
Emotions can be covered easily.
Things aren’t what they appear to be.
7:13 AM
Mr. B-G
The eye that does haunt me throughout the night,
The crushing feeling of something so deep.
It’s the eye that gives and takes away sight,
Through every crack within the wall it seep.
The dark eye making contact with your soul,
You are enveloped, and longer calm.
Time has come when you need to pay the toll,
Your life disappears and leaves through your palm.
The green surrounding enhances the feel,
Of overwhelming emotion and pain.
From your skin every part begins to peel,
The truth is revealed and you are then sane.
The serpent slithers out of sight,
Hoping for one more victims the next day.
