These words just came out of me one day. If I had to pinpoint the inspiration, it might have to do with my iPod touch being water damaged….
Photo and Graphics by Ibe
Can’t Tell Me A Thing by Jemar Souza
Some lessons,
Are not worth learning;
So when they face me,
My back starts turning.
I hear a sermon -
Convince myself it’s serpent,
And take my chances,
‘Cause only death is certain.
That may be deep;
But trust,
I go deeper.
Avoiding sleep,
Though she tells me I need her;
‘Cause I despise dreams.
Yes,
I really hate dreams.
Dreams are hidden lessons;
And I’m still on the theme.
Ignorance is bliss.
There’s no better than this.
I believe in me,
Me -
Who you can’t tell a thing.
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Previously: From a Dream to Freedom
