Friday, September 5, 2008

When Sly Calls

As I walk through the city
Michael Franks' "Best Of" album in my cPod
I can't help but feel the pedestrians
Are watching me
Telepathically disrupting my public meditation
I wish for peace
But I hear them all
The secrets, the pain, the envy
They secretly pain to gain what they envy about me
Power
I don't want to give them power
I simply want them to understand mine
Because no one is more powerful than me
Except that damn phone
They bother me on

"When Sly calls, the prophet speaks"

"Don't touch that phone..." God whispers to the passersby
They disobey
Or am I disobeying them?

How hard is it to get a cab downtown?
Am I that dark?
Or am I that dark?
Do they fear the black I am?
Or the does the black in them fear the light I bring?

I can't help but ponder such ludicrous things.

"Hello, Michael? It's Sly..."

Too bad I'm just...

***ShadowTheHamilton***

2 comments:

Frank Ramz aka Frankenstein said...

"Telepathically disrupting my public meditation"

iFeel that!

They secretly pain to gain what they envy about me
Power
I don't want to give them power
I simply want them to understand mine
Because no one is more powerful than me

Tough!!very tough

How hard is it to get a cab downtown?
Am I that dark?
Or am I that dark?
Do they fear the black I am?
Or the does the black in them fear the light I bring?


*snaps fingers*
dope shit!

www.FrankRamz.com

Money Mike said...

that why I like you your names MICHAEL ( not really michael but you just like use other things to figure out what your name means )

im mike too