Deep Down In Me
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"Deep Down In Me"
"This is the Root of Me; Trying to grow as a young ebony male
Missing the starlights and the warmth of angels; I'm heavenly-made
One; The Battles began even before my Day-One, it's just my turn
Seven; I Realized on time that Manna doesn't fall from Heaven
Twenty One; earth's gettin' more colder, I'm acting like it's Way too Warmth, But
Deep Down In Me; I'd want my breathe seized for real and feel free in peace, Just within me
Picture my weary face in this Hood of suffering and Misery
Ignore my tears and all that's trying to kill the Best in Me
Will I survive all the fights, will I ever rule my destiny?
It's all good; I'm only frightened by own my History, Still
Deep Down In Me; I'm asking is there a warmth place for me to Live? I need an ever-lasting Smile; Outside and inside of Me
When I say Goodbye; Will all of these be Dramatized?
For the earth to Realize; I Wouldn't want no man Alive to ever witness the storms I survived
Could be easier if I had joined the bad sides
Could get all what i like; I won't Lie nor deny but I'd rather Die
I'm satisfied with what's mine; All my Life, but
Deep Down In Me; I know I have nothing left with me than what I'm stressing about me and the other Me-s
Down to Earth with unaccomplished visions and missions
So disillusioned; Now seen Oppression and filled with Depression
The Soil that was said to Fertilize me; Chose to destroy the growing Visualized me
Hoping to see a Sunshine; after the storms so I still smiles, but
Deep Down In Me; I'm wishing I could keep a better Record of How I lived, Before I Leave"
...Remember This Face; No matter the Race 🏁
(Charcoal Pencils on a Drawing paper)
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SIZE: 18 x 28 inches
TIME: 70 hours
POETRY: George Troy
NUMBER OF WORDS: 300
ART BY: George Troy
SERIES: Reality Of Agony
CONCEPT: Mike James
"This is the Root of Me; Trying to grow as a young ebony male
Missing the starlights and the warmth of angels; I'm heavenly-made
One; The Battles began even before my Day-One, it's just my turn
Seven; I Realized on time that Manna doesn't fall from Heaven
Twenty One; earth's gettin' more colder, I'm acting like it's Way too Warmth, But
Deep Down In Me; I'd want my breathe seized for real and feel free in peace, Just within me
Picture my weary face in this Hood of suffering and Misery
Ignore my tears and all that's trying to kill the Best in Me
Will I survive all the fights, will I ever rule my destiny?
It's all good; I'm only frightened by own my History, Still
Deep Down In Me; I'm asking is there a warmth place for me to Live? I need an ever-lasting Smile; Outside and inside of Me
When I say Goodbye; Will all of these be Dramatized?
For the earth to Realize; I Wouldn't want no man Alive to ever witness the storms I survived
Could be easier if I had joined the bad sides
Could get all what i like; I won't Lie nor deny but I'd rather Die
I'm satisfied with what's mine; All my Life, but
Deep Down In Me; I know I have nothing left with me than what I'm stressing about me and the other Me-s
Down to Earth with unaccomplished visions and missions
So disillusioned; Now seen Oppression and filled with Depression
The Soil that was said to Fertilize me; Chose to destroy the growing Visualized me
Hoping to see a Sunshine; after the storms so I still smiles, but
Deep Down In Me; I'm wishing I could keep a better Record of How I lived, Before I Leave"
...Remember This Face; No matter the Race 🏁
(Charcoal Pencils on a Drawing paper)
SIZE: 18 x 28 inches
TIME: 70 hours
POETRY: George Troy
NUMBER OF WORDS: 300
ART BY: George Troy
SERIES: Reality Of Agony
CONCEPT: Mike James
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