Wednesday, January 31, 2007
HE CRIES
Cause he is on his own.
The tears he cries are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
He Cries because his heart is torn
.He finds it difficult to carry on.
If he had an ear to confiding,
he would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
And sometimes...
He Cries and no one cares about why.
Student:victor del toro
Type:Ballad
SOURCE:http://www.angelfire.com/hi/waverly4/cry.html
TITLE:HE CRIES
YOU
Everywhere I go and watch you,my heart beats as fast as a bumblebee's wings.
Whenever we argue,my feelings for you are negative as death.
But when it comes to love, you make me shine like a diamond in you're eyes.
So whenever I have these feelings I can hardly imagine how bad it would feel to not have them at all.
ARTIST:Victor Del Toro
TITLE:YOU
SOURCE:Written
TYPE:Free Verse
EPITAPH
I knew we should have gave him
his Chicken Noodle Soup with a soda on the side.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Keep Ya Head Up
Some say tha Blacker tha berryTha sweeter tha juiceI say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha rootsI give a hollar to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, but don't nobody else careI know they like ta beat ya down a lotAnd when ya come around tha block brothers clown a lotBut please don't cry, dry ya eyesNever let upForgive but don't forget girl keep ya head upAnd when he tells you you ain't nothinDon't believe himAnd if he can't learn ta love ya, you should leave himCuz sister you don't need himI ain't tryin ta gash up, but I just callem how I see 'emYa know what makes me unhappyWhen brothers make babiesAnd leave a young mother ta be a pappyAnd since we all came from a womanGot our name from a womanAnd out game from a womanI wonder why we take from our womenWhy we rape our womenDo we hate our women ?I think it's time ta kill for our womenTime ta heal our womenBe real to our womenAnd if we don'tWe'll have a race of babiesThat hate tha ladies that make tha babiesAnd since a man can't make oneHe has no right ta tell a woman when and where ta create oneSo will tha real men get upI know your fed up ladiesBut keep ya head upOooooh child things are gonna get easierOooooh child things are gonna get brighterOooooh child things are gonna get easierOooooh child things are gonna get brighterI remember Marvin Gay, usta sing ta meHe had me feelin like black was tha thing ta beAnd suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tuffI thought we had it rough, we always had enoughI often huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke tha rulesRan with tha local crew and had a smoke or twoAnd realize momma really paid tha priceShe nearly gave her life, ta raise me rightAnd all I had ta give her was my pipe dreamsOf how i'd rock tha mic and make it to tha big screenI'm tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen centsIt's hard ta be legit and still pay tha rentAnd in tha end it seems i'm headin for tha pennI try and find my friends, but they're blowin in tha windLast night my buddy lost his whole familyIt's gonna take tha man in meTa conquer this insanityIt seems tha rain will never let upI try ta Keep My Head Up and still keep from getting wet upYou know it's funny when it rains it poursThey got money for wars, but can't feed tha poorSad there ain't no hope for tha youth and tha truth isThere ain't no hope for tha futureAnd then they wonder why we crazyI blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack babyWe ain't meant ta survive, cause it's a setupAnd even though ya fed upYa got ta Keep Ya Head Up.
TYPE:LYRIC
TITLE:Keep Ya Head Up
ARTIST: TUPAC