Good Wouldn’t Exist Without Bad

Alonza Thomas

Alonza Thomas

It was a stormy winter night on the streets of New Orleans

A fortune teller told me that she could see me in her dreams

She said, there’s a part of me that evil overtook

Plus the devil has my heart, and my name is in his book.

I cried, i cried.

I’m a mixed drink, combined with good and bad.

The image I’ve portrayed became my truth, I chose my path.

I look myself in the mirror and i wish that I would die. Then I heard the Lord whisper, he said, believe that your mine. Believe that your mine!

My mind beats my heart, my emotions are second nature.

The result of realizing my mind was never basic.

My heart tells lies. My heart is self destructive.

I do right for the good, and well being of the structure.

Trust is not the issue, really it never was.

I don’t trust my heart, I treat it like a loaded gun.

I rarely trust my eyes I cover them with suspicion.

And even when I’m broke, i promise to pay attention.

Karma is a bitch, who I’m trying to fuck bareback.

California bear that’s wicked as a black cat.

My aim is at the level of all these Devils ball cap.

If you loyal then you family, if not watch me fall back.

5 Comments

    1. Thank you Carol. There is a post on my main blog about this young man. I meet him through this YouTube video. He is so hurt by what the justice system did to him. We talk everyday. He’s having trouble getting past what happened to him. Our justice system goes overboard especially when dealing with children, because until the child is healed how can adult manage life? http://mynameisjamie.net/?s=The+stick+up+kid On this other blog the main focus is another man, a father of one of my grandsons. Most people don’t really know what really goes on inside our prisons. Instead of focusing on the crime I look for the heart. I hope you go and read awhile and scattered throughout many piano pieces I recorded. Again. Thank you.

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