Yin and Yang – PROCLAMATION TRANSFORMATION

Instead of sleeping I think.
Conversing with my Conscience.
rekindling memories and setting ablaze doubts.
I am the smile and the frown, together
Shaping beauty.
Jaded compliments, opening old wounds
Tho deceptive as the skin may be,
The density of my bones, upholds a heavy spirit.
A paradox.
It beams light, and eases darkness.
Breaching the infrastructure of this tale, it’s growing
Rooted so far down the sky becomes the ground, and
My solar plexus houses the blueprints of galaxies.
Invisible to looking eyes.
Tap into the 3rd frequency, and see
Wisdom is heard in the whispers.
Instead of sleeping I think.
Imagining my own colors,
Sanding a frame of sizable impression for masterpieces.
Empathy is kept safe in the right atrium’s, saving what’s left for the ventricles.
I found love on a two way street,
Sitting at the crossroads.
Lotus Pose.
Unlocking the gift to
Be.
Willing…
Knowingly….
Instead of sleeping, I think.

-Leighrick

Stopping is the hardest to start, and starting is the hardest to stop.

Told my family I was going to make it to the top, like building blocks.

Then knock yours down, ’cause I don’t like sharing spots.

Put the spotlight on me,

I may reveal something you forgot.

BET I rip mics, and you run away.

Why do you get so high, only to still be-low me?

This Square humiliated you.

Now your living under a rock,

Patrick Star lonely.

Cold world but I’m just heating up

Bout to go HAM, like the other folk you’re just left over bologna.

Beggin’ Oscar for a wiener.

Feeling like the realest out, except for my twin,

He is a mirroring image of me.

I look in his eyes and see mine.

Your reflection is transparent, its apparent your soul is never present

Like drop outs.

You pretend and I’ll educate.

You have friends, I have soul mates.

You sit around, I bus through time like tour dates.

I’m sure you’d hate for to me to succeed,

I wont be greedy tho.

I sell you a dream for a dollar,

Then wake you up, like I’m one of Krueger’s kin.

Too dope for crack, and too ill for common colds.

Meaning if Common was as sick as me, maybe he’d still love H.E.R,

Instead of H.E.R lusting some these other foes!

-Leighrick

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