I am not the sham of slam I am not the crap of rap I am not art grant speakism And I'll never be any of that I am but a simple man With my blood and tears and sweat I don't compromise with seductive lies And I'm not too impressed with threats Give me truth and honesty Don't run it by slick and fast Face to face grace to grace Show me that love that'll last Neils 7:21 pm 10/26/2004
Let us gather our back packs and tools Let us hone our intelligence and skills Let us not be the useful idiot fools That as they lay in their beds are killed Let us rise up with the sun Let us stalk the night with the moon Let us our good works get done For soon we will be singing the Swords bloody tune Neils 4:53 am 06/15/2011
It's ok..........
I'd still drag you out of a field
under fire..
I don't have all the explanations
I just have an instinct
And I don't know why
But I think it's going to be ok....
I have faith
I have heart and soul
It's too late I already like you
Because you're the kind
That'll never always do
Merely what you are told
Neils
6:05 pm
03/19/2006
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transcribed this time
12:26 pm
03/20/2006
posted by neilsthepoet @ 10:27 AM
1 Comments:
I do owe something to my future and would be glad to reveal my great enthusiasm for it to whomever would like to lay claim
to this spam sandwich.
No really.......
A College degree in 2 weeks
How about you going 90 degrees
in about 6 seconds?
Neils
8:13 pm
05/19/2006
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