The Beast is Hungry

John 10:10

Birthed into disorder
Some may say mayhem
I didn’t think either was true
I loved the love I knew
I never considered it wrong
Raised by and in deception
I thought it was truth
Now there’s a real song
Poverty was only an indicator of need
It didn’t have to be who I was
My innocence stolen away
Before I realized I was supposed to value it
My purpose never considered
I became a waterless seed
Dying but not aware of it
I thought this was life as it should be
I thought this was my portion
I made it my creed
Thoughtless is my attempts to differ from my plight
Why should I
This seems to be the path chosen for me
Death all around me
But I couldn’t see it
Normalcy ripped my sight away
I didn’t see it as losing breath
It was the way it was
My homies said so
My music said so
Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat
Bumping and grinding in the club
Listening to: Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat
Spewing life giving fluid in the parking lot
Listening to: Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat
Telling her I love her when I know I don’t
Listening to: Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat
Still I continued
Shots ring out
Somebody’s Son, Brother, Friend, or Father
Takes one to the head
Listening to: Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink
They killed him because he stepped on some shoes
All while listening to: Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink
Still it continues
Confusion all around
No one trying to sort it out
To wrapped up in what they like
To wrapped up in their own sound
Virginity misplaced @ 9
Pornography presented for consumption @ 10
Sexually misused @ 11
Stickin and Movin @ 12
Stealing and lying @ 12
By 21 my life was incarcerated by death and destruction
All while listening to: Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat
Lost before I knew I could be found

Then came Jesus
Married me in my mess
Alcohol still on my breath
Her perfume still on my clothes
Somebody’s naked daughters picture burned into my mind
Still listening to: Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat
He spoke to me anyway
He made his vows to me
An adulterous man I was
In some ways I still am

The Beast is Hungry
He wants your daughter
On the front cover of a magazine
With a man’s extension shoved into her mouth
On the next page
He wants her pictured with
Life giving fluid all over her face
All to satisfy his other customers

The Beast is Hungry
He wants your young men
Glued to the front of the magazine
He wants the man to fantasize about your daughter
He wants him to want what he sees
So the man runs out to find a woman to supply his induced needs

The Beast is Hungry
He wants us to Kill for nothing
He wants us to Kill and think nothing
He wants us to Drink
He wants us to Drink more than our share
This will aid the man and woman in their hunt of each other

The Beast is Hungry
He will use anyone or anything
He wants to us all to Steal, Kill, and Destroy ourselves and each other
All while listening to: Shoot, Kill, Murder, Steal, Drink, Sex, Lie, Cheat

Get Jesus and Get Free

© 2010 Lynn A. Jackson