As I sit here I reminisce
Reminisce about the things I have done
Reminisce about the things that I have missed and if I had one wish
It would be that things wore done differently in a positive manna more academically
I should have aimed high instead of roaming the streets pushing that shit
Ducking from the boy! Dem! Boy! Dem! Rolling with heat
On occasion I would even smoke that shit had my mined getting weak
All the time I was gawching sitting around being a waste man doing nothing?
My excuses I was blind had my eyes covered na! I just didn’t want to see nothing
Thought I was worth less than you less than the dirt under your shoe
I thought I was worth nothing.
Had to hit rock bottom a couple times before my eyes was forced open
Now no longer will I allow myself to dwindle under pressure
Because my main my hart, my soul, my souls stronger than that
I don’t need to be entertaining that
No need for me to take on the grim adventures off Billy and Mandy or the missions of VI-city because life’s not a game or a cartoon
You can’t die today and be alive tomorrow ready for the next level the next episode na!
You see in the real world if the angel of death comes to get you it’s your last fort your last sight your last breath your last gripe on life so like a scribe life’s memories you recite
An on knowing that your about to see that bright light
You’re now wishing regretting
Wishing that you could wishing that you would wishing that you could
Wishing that you would have done more good wishing that you could have said sorry to the ones who’s life’s your was always to happy to help take away
Should a could a wishing
You should have taken the time out to think more clearly
Before you tock up arms killing off our daughters and sons but now no longer is it in the distance you can now hear the sounds of heavens and hells drums beating loudly,
Loudly! And the pace picks up as your hart beat drops the adrenalin that was being pumped threw your veins has now stopped you are no longer in shock an you can feel the pain, feel the pain, crying out! Have mercy pleas forgive me I don’t want to die I have my whole life ahead of me now isn’t that ironic you begging for mercy when you had none for the ones before you the ones that tried to fight you the ones that knelt and begged you
But now your begging for mercy when the foots in the other shoe but its to late now the rooms getting smaller now I’m going to have to say goodbye to you now see ya!
Now looking back on the former me I can see clearly and my hart is filled with regrets my mines full to the brim with stress moving forward now is the test and the cure learn from the past mistakes of your forefathers an you that’s the key to wisdom and longevity.
By Kervin Charles A.K.A Acapella