Boy Let Me Tell You

Boy/ let me tell you !?!

Let me tell you this boy.
Life is not how we plan it.
Life is short and we get what we can get in this time frame.
A plan needs to be backed up by the first plan because all thoughts lie.
They lie within our own means to sometimes not be able to grasp what the true intentions are.
We live life through a golden eye that we can only give silver.
But an awakened life, a life where you can justify both sides, a life we are given.
Not by means of approach, or by means of despair but as a gift.
We the unity have something within us all that we can never seem to get off our backs.
We turn and toss and it will always be there.
A mind of resistance a body of a soldier.
A heart that never grows cold and never fades from another one alike.
We are far, few and in between always safe guarding ourselves for a better purpose.
When we sign, the sun is not remembered. When our heart is filled, the ocean becomes dry.
When our minds succeed the heavens come down.
I tell you boy, be proud, but don’t be a fool.
Be one with harmony and let life radiate among the few that still think to oneself as well as others.
We are the resistance, we are the bone to each magnet.
We our brothers and sisters.
Let it be known.
Let it shine like the rays off a beautiful calm water.
Because when the storm comes people will know who the resistance people are.
That is what I Tell You Man.