N/A:

I'm honored to write with you this last time
cause I know you plan on leaving after this poem
so I appreciate you taking the time to hear me out..

we had good times, somethings we can look back and laugh at
and I remember you once said "you showed me I wasn't half bad"
well, that's kind of like sayin' ..you bring the best out of me,
so what I'm tryin' to say is you must trust what I see...
I see a poet, a master of himself and broader realities
a personal vision of movin' foward is no fallacy
so relax in happy self-acceptance
I know exactly what'll help the tension
make ya mood somethin' festive
the spiritually sensitive and divinely joyous
we want to know who you are, kindly show us
your inner identity's work is well under way
there's still ink in your pen to bleed,
deep down I can tell you wanna stay...
maybe petty details bore you
but I heard many females adore you
there's plenty of time don't misgauge the speed
consider what to put in not which way to leave
poetry's not a chore but more a daily practice
it's also a hobby but it's mainly your passion
consuming all human sorrows and delusions
I came to your page knowin' I could borrow your "two cents"
your advice either for the heart or between the eyebrows
I think we relate cause we both have a desire to lead a cleaner lifestyle
whether it be what we use to talk about or choose to write down
I respect your mind bruh....I just want to show my gratitude
I don't really want you to leave but I ain't mad at you
I just want you to see your more than just an average dude
who writes average poetry,
we both have an understandin' of livin' hopelessly
but stop and listen cause I'm optomistic
bein' understood isn't what your desperate to accomplish is it
cause I don't understand why you have to leave...
leave the lyrical loft,
that's like a throne to a king or a genius of thoughts

  2DAMNREAL..A.K.A Whyte Lion..Soul Of Zion:

Truly...I will be a Honor 2 let my mind Drip In this Current Thought Process..with You..Very Few ever challenged me as you did...only RTJ and couple of other's...but more so everything that you just said...humble's me...2 my very core...and nothing i could compose shall ever touch the level of depth and respect that i have 4 you 4 all u just spoke...but i will try...here we go my nigg.....


Don't Really know the words I should Say...Life's a Relay..I Replay...and Slay..but I'm...mearly a Slave...2 My Lust..like My Love...Like My TRUST....Just a slave 2 what....I've Been Taught...what I've Bought..and the Cost?....Counteract that of the Thought's I've Tossed...

People's Word's Misplaced...Action's Tip'd with a Poison In which My Blood's Laced...the Taste..of the Disdain..leave's a pain...untamed...but My Name..remain's..Like My Happiness...Unclaimed....Ordained a Rain that Brang...Flame's....Liquid Cries of my Inner's Demise..and Still they Say I ARISE...But Sigh's...Shake's My Intermost Chamber's...I feel the danger of the Stranger's Seeking My Internal's Etching's...the Keying..of My Being...So It's Seeming... What I Hope 2 Acomplish goes beyond Being Understood...or Being the Image Posted Up In Every Hood...that the Gangsta Gurl's Wish they Could...and Know they Would!....It's beyond Man's Scope's..I'm the Spritual Hope 4 the Rope a dope's....But I've Lost the Note's...In which My Heart Play's that Melody...It's Tellin' me...Time 2 Just Let it B.