The Broken Blues

I've got those Broken Blues,
It's a path that I choose,
Refuse to live a life less ordinary,
Even though it's a little more weight for me to carry,
I'm very ashamed,
Find a way to live in between reality and these dreams.

I write to the sounds of empty sidewalks,
Outline my wallet in chalk,
If a odometer could, I'd be shocked,
All the spots I've walked,
Movement is what Chris is all about,
I'll flat-line, before I can afford a flat-screen,
Don't have the cream to get the gleam of the spotlight,
Got me feeling blue like frostbite,
Nothing seems to cost right,
Give me a free meal and I'll clean up the plate,
A worthless poet,
Too good but yet nothing I inspired to be,
I don't care about a steady paycheck,
Just want to make something for auto-checks,
It makes sense but not dollars,
I'm just a guy whose not claiming to be a baller,
It's time to elevate,
I grow taller,
Like red woods, I hope what I say could,
Put your world, on a slide-stand,
Now that's a somebody who might take a Chance.
You can when you can that you think you can choose,
I don't pay bills, I pay dues,
I'm broke, just like a blown fuse.

I was living at a desk, every day in the same place,
Felt blue like a mood ring,
Yet I hate being routine,
I like to do what you dream,
and always got a new scheme to keeps things moving,
As for me,
I got what I always wanted,
and she's begging me to stay,
another day,
another light,
paying dues, what the hell do I have to do,
I try to be the best man that I can and handle my life,
If your going my way, there's no way back,
No matter the weather,
I won't stop to pay no never-minds.
Inspire me or get out my way,
Live as I choose these Broken Blues,
It's tiring, but I'm on my way,
what you don't need,
you won't lose,
I'm happy despite my dismay,
De-La says you don't need something you lose,
These are just the Broken Blues.

Epidemic

My friends, we have entered an epidemic. Your mind is in a state of confusion; blinded, by the glamorous, the goal, the fast-life.

 Children please hear me as I speak, I walk the same streets as you do and see your troubled faces; and your pain is clear.

I too have seen the black cloud which pain brings to your sky. I too have seen the world as my enemy, for myself is nothing, and the only role-models I had also lived under that same black sky as I did.

Seems I would never see my sun shine and a happy place is a million miles away.

Well I've seen some fair and two wrongs don't make a right.

The world is your Esther, which the only life you lead is the one you make for yourself.

Choose wisely, for you have to live with your decisions until you pass.

The path of self-discovery cannot begin with the first steps of another; this cannot continue.

As we gather at funerals to cry for our lost; celebrate life, and give comfort to those in mourning who questions still remain.

Will our prayers ever be answered?

Can we actually achieve change?

I stare in my sleep with wonder because I Chris pledge to give my life to this cause.

A cause which saves lives instead of taking them.

So stand with me, for the end must be now.

It's time to put the weapons down.