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Saturday, 7 May 2011

Fountain Of Youth

Ages ago when I was listening to loads of hip-hop I wrote this big speel that I thought would be cool to make into a hiphop song with a moral which the hoods always do, some examples:
Anyways, since I don't have time to be blogging for the next while I'm just going to throw up what I wrote and you can just make up some sick beat for it to go to in your head with awesome samples, or just pretend it's a poem because that's all it really is for now.

This is the story about the fountain of youth,
The beauty of innocence,
and the horror of truth.

Picture the scene
and listen along,
and maybe you'll hear something
more than a song.

A beautiful maiden who'd never hurt a fly,
alone all her life and she didn't know why.
at 10 her parents were killed by an evil stranger,
But thanks to an angel she'd never be in danger,
and while she lived in this forest,
she'd never feel pain,
at least not the sort outside of her brain.
The levy of this blessing was her memory was taken,
until the day that the forest is forsaken.

A young man,
naiive, valiant and strong,
who left his village as something was wrong.
His father though sick, loved him despite being gone
at this time in his life when he didn't have long.
He travelled for weeks to a forest far from his town,
Where although it was winter,
the trees never browned.
See he had heard stories from some crazy old man,
of a cure to aging that he could store in a can.
So after all of these miles all he could do,
was approach this girl and ask if it's true.

She'd never seen a man,
or a person at all,
at least not so far as she could recall.
In this mans face some resemblance was beared,
but to what she didn't know,
she just felt scared.
He made strange noises out of his mouth,
unlike the animals he didn't just shout.
He seemed to be asking something of her,
but what he wanted she could not be sure.
He stayed some time and love started to grow,
and there was so much about him she wanted to know.

He liked the girl,
her heart was pure,
and she had an aura that made him feel sure.
But there was no time for love,
he had something to do,
and what he had discovered was the mad man spoke true
The fountain near her house had water so pure
it seemed to be the ultimate cure.
She still didn't understand him and since he didn't have time,
he decided to commit what seemed a small crime.
He stole from the fountain and left at sunrise
unaware of her deep blue watchful eyes.

She followed him further than she'd ever gone before,
well out of the forest and many miles more.
Eventually he noticed her following him,
and realised what he'd done was hollow and dim.
He apologised and, as she was kind,
she forgave him and asked what was on his mind.
Alarmed she could talk,
but happy all the same,
she went back with the man,
to from where he had came.

The young man was so happy,
to have returned to his home
carrying the cure to any sickness,
he went to give his father some.
But then the girl saw the father,
and the father saw the daughter
of a couple he had once been hired to slaughter.

It all came back to her in one horrible fright,
days she had never remembered, and the most dreaded night,
see in front of her now,
lying in his death-bed,
was the man who had caused her parents to be dead.
Unaware, the son gave his father the cure he had brought,
but the water was just water,
as the murderer had been caught,
see the forest was now forsaken,
the maiden never to return,
as the place was marked with murder,
what there was there to earn?

Looking into her eyes the father started to cry,
and explained he had to do it or his family would die,
see he had been run into debt,
and made some dodgy ties,
he was loaned a lot of money on promises based on lies.
The son was so disappointed at what his father had said,
that he hit his father hard and inside his head he bled,
The maiden was so shocked,
at the horror of mankind,
that she let out a shrill cry,
and that was the day the earth began to die.

See this is the world that we are forced to live in,
murder, torture and exploitation,
it's a big pool of sin.
If you wanna be innocent then you've got to be ignorant,
cos around every corner there is something to disgust you,
and if you do nothing about it, then you're guilty too.
If you do nothing about it, then you are guilty too.

2 comments:

  1. give up engineering and embark on a hiphop career; i've always wanted to have famous friends.

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