do not become one of the dead

[klim_khayri]

title   :     dreadache

the human race bears two athletes
the dying and the dead
my heart and my head
i know not which pounds the heavier

the dead rule with rules
and schools to stain one's brain
to attain that which we need not
what was once man made now makes men

i can simply say
once dis syllabus buss we in f***in shit
but i need not spit or utter a foul word
to show you that which is absurd
i heard i hear i think i thought
i've listened  yet i've gathered naught

though  i despise life like a sheep
I'll scorn a sneaker that is cheap
amidst; one goal so aches my head
DO NOT BECOME ONE OF THE DEAD!

but simple pleasures tempt my soul
and curse me to a life so cold
remember still what i just said
DO NOT BECOME ONE OF THE DEAD!

for life dear god it's you i thank
yet no dreadlock works in a bank
can i survive on dollars red?
DO NOT BECOME ONE OF THE DEAD!

seek jah ...be humble...know the truth
and  sell peanuts on the bus route
in the same system you have fled
DO NOT BECOME ONE OF THE DEAD!

still caught in circles of thought
trying to repress what i've been taught
the noose is tightened..i see red
have i become one of the dead???
                                                         klim  khayri