Tag Archive: death


Gone from the world, but not from my Heart

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February 12, 2011

 

 

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

 

 

 

As we come into the world with grace

We never leave it even as we leave the world

Problems that restrained us here don’t follow us in the hereafter

Loved ones don’t fret, my spirit still envelopes you

Guiding you in the right direction

Just as I did when I was alive

I love you forever

When I say forever I mean it

Cause with God I reside and his love is forever

Worry not my love

My trials have ended

My heart beats a new rhythm

I am in the Lords choir and I rejoice and sing each day

I see you with your head held low

But with your head low you can’t see the heavens

And possible see a glimpse of my spirit

My love shines down on you

Just keep your head held high

Till we meet again

RIP

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Dry Spell

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May 29, 2010

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

My mouth feels as if it’s packed with cotton

It’s hard to remember some shit I’d forgotten

Dry

Treading rough terrain

Apocalyptic scenes overpower my brain

Sands

Red

Hands

Dread

Over wastelands I scavenge

For life’s advantage

In these rough times ahead

I’d rather be in bed

Dreaming

In the distance I hear screaming

Cause my hands are now bleeding

Landscape littered with the dead

Bones scattered including heads

Warriors past have took this quest

And now I see their bloody mess

I fear my mind is slowly lost

I took this quest so I’ll pay the cost

When the bottle touched my lips

It took me on trips

But when I awoke the next morning

I was in a dry spell

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I’ll Haunt Your Soul

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March 17, 2010

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

Like the bogyman when you’re young

I come to still your innocence mind

BUMP!!!

Goes my footsteps in the still of the night

Haunting

Causing your soul to recede inside itself

I bring darkness

My realm is the hellfire’s of mans imagination

I’m your broken promises and horrible misfortunes

All manifested into one big anomaly

Like teratomas formed in the bodies of man

I’ll disgust you, mistreat you, and make your skin crawl with terror

I’m that sinking feeling in your dreams

Or that creepy hand crawling up your sleeves

Darks nights and gloomy sights

Like that shadow in the window

THAT’S ME!

That bump you heard in the middle of night

THAT’S ME!!

That creepy crawly feeling of despair

THAT’S ME!!!

ME!

ME!!

ME!!!

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Before my Demise

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December 28, 2009

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

I wanna love and be loved like never before

To toss my problems right out the door

To stand in the shadow of greatness

Or to feel the touch of a sweet caress

Before my demise I’d love to just watch the sky

And feel the raindrops as God cries

To stand at the mountaintop to observe and reflect

Or be among friends and not feel neglect

Yes, before my demise I wish life to be grand

Like an activist feels after taking a stand

A sense of accomplishment is what I seek

But I know I haven’t even reached my peak

There are many roads to travel

Many miles to drive

Many tears to shed

Many smiles to smile

Before my demise

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After Death

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December 11, 2009

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

After I die, I want to be dressed in an all black suit

With some new boots

While I’m drifting up to heaven

I don’t want no fears, no tears, and no sneers

Just cheers

Cause I’m finally going home

Cause earth is hell sometimes froze over

Full of shady ass bitches and trifling bastards

I wanna go where the realist have gone

To bask in the new sunlight of the truth

It’s easy to envision a world better than here

Cause this is no world where we’d like to live

We’re placed here as a test

Testing what?

I have no clue

I guess I’ll find out what’s true after death

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The Forsaken City

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July 21, 2009

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By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

The culture of deceit rises high

High enough to touch the grimy sky

Filled with the cries of the forsaken, the forgotten, the cursed

Misery coats the city streets with greed and depression

The people no longer care, for they are numb to any positive light that might shine upon them

Beautiful people, masked by the ugliness of the environment that preys upon their sanity

Forsaken, defeated, trampled by the rising cost of living

The lights struggle to stay lit; the water comes out in chunks

The leaders of the city are but figure heads with a status

They don’t know the struggle of the people

Or they do but do they really care

As long as they can sit fat at the table of success

No one else in the city matters a bit

So the crime rises and takes hold

The drugs become bold and strangles the life out of the youth

Good friends turn to enemies

And the people forget their own kind

They are just existing, not truly living

Working but not succeeding

Liking but not loving

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The Hidden Genius

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April 18, 2009

hidden-genius

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

He sits and listens intently

When asked his opinion a few simple words he utters

Their amazed by his intelligence

Young features with an old soul

Not a very striking character

But when he writes words come to life

Life is made wonderful by the strokes of his pen

He tells a story of love

He spins a tale about life’s experiences

Old times and new

Lost love and life’s harsh realities

A gentleman is what his family calls him

A scholar is what his peers call him

A soldier is what his nation calls him

A lover is what his lady calls him

Simple descriptions barely scratch the surface

The depth of his personality is as deep as the ocean trench

As wide as the universe above

As bright as the high noon sun

He writes to restore

He writes to help

He writes to renew

His journey as just begun

Endless days exploring the path of his talents

Talents long hidden behind silent lips and a lively mind

Burst forth when freed spewed on the masses is knowledge and love

Deep and thoughtful

Harsh and deceitful

Loving and nurturing

Melodies and rhyme connotations expressed on blank pages

He is slowly finding his voice

Taken from the words he expresses so deeply

Soon to be heard by every living being

A hidden genius he is no more

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Liquid Death

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January 16, 2009

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By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

 

Into her arm goes the sweetest relief

A beautiful disaster of liquid death doubled with a touch of nose candy

She’s hitting the edge of death wishing for it to take her away

But death won’t come to the willing

Numb is the only emotion felt, not an emotion but a voidance of life while living

Independence without experience took her places she shouldn’t have gone

Introducing her to liquid death

Against the wishes of her family and friends she stood defiant

Till one day they left her crying

Neglected for so long

Wasting away in a grimy shack

With the man who took her life through Hell

Breaking her face on the nasty sheetrock walls

The slums are filled with the screaming agony of suffering

Echoing down the alleyways like a an escaping soul

A bleak existence compared to what once was

A beauty queen so long ago

With dangerous curves and southern charm

Degraded to a hood rat drug fiend

Curves lost with time

She remembers between cycles of a drunken stupor

What once was and what could have been

She remembers the good times and the bad

But nothing compares to the pain that’s felt in her current reality

She must make an escape but he entices her with her weakness for liquid death

But she must escape

Escape from him

Escape from this life

Escape from liquid death

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Ghetto Dreams

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December 20, 2008

 

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By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

 

Narrowed visions of the limitless heights of hope

Dreams deferred not dashed or shattered like glass

Head held high to the sky

Feet always grounded never caught off guard

 

Hopeless

 

Dark clouds Dark Thoughts

Altered by substances poisoning the community

These hands Those hearts hardened by this cold existence

His hands Her thighs Their minds killing the hopes of the future

 

Savage

 

The stench of failure and poverty reeks throughout the streets

Hunger pains and dope fiends screams vibrate the streets like a sick beat

Cries of the children young and old scatter the air with grief and unbearable pain

A young man dead A young woman raped harsh realities simmer in this mixing bowl of misery

 

Numb

 

Hopes Dreams fears ignored by the outside looking in

The mind set of a hustler taught to struggle and fight the hard way

A better life shown in the gleam of a child eye

Reality worsens with the smell of death

 

Ghetto Dreams

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Balancing Force

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November 23, 2008

 

By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.

 

A warrior lives within me

Fierce

Calm

Driven by a thirst for excitement

Uncontrollable

Stable

An indestructible power if strength and wisdom

Powerful

Meek

A divine gift not easily taken

Intelligent

Insane

Protector of lost souls; Destroyer of false hopes

Life

Death

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