Poetry

Diamonds

Diamonds are forever yup forever and ever through death real clever
The process is long to become strong.
You pay the respects to your life in hopes you’ll get what you want through life
but your still in a fight, that’s right,
got to be as tough as a diamond and shine, be tough and stay on the grind,
sure every diamond has its rough side
but that’s wild to think I say that I’m  the one who runs on play back ,
the dude who’s laid back caze he’s was whack.
As a matter of fact he holds back because he fears that maybe next time he’d bust out a good rhyme and start to shine.
Why? Why be afraid of greatness all the time or
with lateness this was put back so other people could get on track
now you see where I wana be or need to be.
To be free from this wicked state of mind
where you see dead birds flying through a broken sky. Dreams graze the floor and idle by, not through their death but because they ask the question why?
Why to be great and be the one everyone congratulates. Participate grow with them and lets see what magic makes.
To be on the bright side to what people would call the white side.
In case you cant fly and you just die or end up like a diamond shiny and nice but all cold inside pretty and nice but soulless eyes,
rigid form of beauty but its still my duty for a diamond is forever and my soul will never wither.
For the times when it rains I’ll say a diamond is forever.