Wednesday, March 26,2008
GANGSTA WHISPHER......ONLY ONE GOD
DEAR NBK MESSAGE
DEAR GOD LISTEN TO ME PRAYING
I LIKE THIS SAYING
I LOVED HIM ONCE IN MY LIFE TIME
AND THIS GANGSTA WHISPHER WONT BE HARD TO RYHEM
I WAS A GOOD GIRL NOT A HO
I MEET HIM A LONG TIME AGO
HE CAPTURED MY THOUGHT
EVEN WITH ALL THE FOUGHT
LISTEN TO ME AS I SPEAK AND SAY
IVE NEVER BEEN ALONE WITHOUT HIM IN THAT WAY
I LOOK AROUND
IN THIS CRAZY TOWN
EVERYBODY SEEMS TO BE ON A MERRY GO ROUND
ALMOST LIKE A CIRCUS CLOWN
NO ONE HAPPI ALL WITH A SAD FROWN
WAT ABOUT THE 1,000LB LADY THATS FAT
EVEN THERES A MUSTACHE ON HER KAT
WAT ABOUT THE DUDE THAT EATS FIRE
IS THAT TRUE OR IS HE A LIAR
WAT ABOUT THE BOY WITH A 3RD EYE
WE ALL JUST LOOK AT THEM AND SIGH
LOOK AT THE WORLD IN A RANGE
HOW MANY OF US ARE NORMAL WE ARE MOSTLY STRANGE
MANY OF US LIVE IN A TENT OR A HOUSE
MANY OF US HAVE A DOG OR A MOUSE
THERES FRIENDS AND FORES
THERES GOOD GIRLS AND HOES
THERES CHEATERS AND GREETERS
THERES LOVERS AND FIGHTERS
THEY ALL SEEM HAPPI AND THEN SAD
THIS IS OUR WORLD IT AINT A FAD
SO IF ALL YOUR LIFE YOU HAVE FOUGHT
FOR EVERYTHING U GOT
DONT THROW IT AWAY
THE PRICE WILL BE DEAR FOR U TO PAY
BELIEVE IN THE MAN UPSTAIRS
FOR HIS BALNCED AND FAIR
HE KEEPS US ALL REAL
HES GOD HES THE REAL DEAL
IM CLOSING THIS WHISPHER SHORT AND SWEET
FOR IM TIRED REALLY DEAD BEAT
SO TOMMOROW WE WILL START A NEW WHISPHER
MAYBE IT WILL BE ABOUT A SO CALLED MISTER
SO THIS GANGSTA IS OFF TO BED TO JUST SLEEP
THIS WHISPHER ONE DAY MIGHT BE A COLLECTION WORTH TO KEEP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem