I am the eternal soul.
Don’t confine your mind but stay on the grind.
Each morning after giving thanks I connect with my intellect
Knowing all the right life choices I will by all means select
and all the bad choices I will by all means reject.
Never with my goals and education will I gamble or bet
because the rules have been set and an education I will get
So put this in consideration while I’m in contemplation
about the violence on campus that the guilty perpetrating.
This is a historically black school so why are brothers and sisters acting like fools?
Let’s not hate, let’s consolidate as we contemplate our behavioral state
and learn to cooperate and not contaminate our historic state
leaving future generations something to commemorate.
Let me convey, better yet sway you the right way
Listen as these words glisten in your mind through all time
while some say don’t eat the swine not knowing the choice is thine, water or wine.
I chose the wine, see ya on Mt. Zion who’s the king, it’s not the lion.
As we say we drag and lag behind and confine our minds
while our forefathers cryin
The campus violence is not a game it’s a shame who’s the blame?
Our behavior state is insane so I complain because
you’re helping A&M’s enemies in their campaign.
First, contemplate, secondly incarcerate a violent mental state
causing us and the mainstream to separate.
You think the violence is cook you’re a fool, we’re in school be cool.
As some faculty act devious I get grievous knowing the emptiness of our pantry is due to their deviltry.
Seek and remove the evil cause after this historic college is gone there will be no sequel.
All poets should unite, excite, ignite, and write to keep up the fight to make school unity tight so everyone will do what’s right
The pen is mightier than the sword so let’s get every pen in the same stroke and write as one accord.
By the way, I’m brother Marcus J can’t stay but won’t say maybe I’ll be back again someday.
Getting back on the grind expanding my mind through time while my pen is steadily on the grind.
Can’t you see how it rhymes and winding twisting the mind like a pretzel nothing like Hansel and Gretel?
Some want to preach and teach but get treated like Screech.
So as writers and poets get loose on loose leaf I will tie up all their loose ends as we make amends for our violent sins and restore glory to this story because a break in concentration will cause an unwelcome transfiguration of the situation at hand my man!