“What Lenny brings”!
Children grip your seats now, ladies hold your tea. Gentlemen, now gentlemen, hear it all from me. The verse that tells of Lenny, the rhyme that is so cold, is America’s future, that future that is untold.
Lenny knows that’s junk now, crazy in his mind, and he’s not going to know the savior, now before he dies, but there is something wicked, something good inside, that makes him know he’s alright, alright in G_D’s own eyes. It’s just a simple prison, watching time go by, he didn’t mean to write a hot check, to buy his Walmart rice. But it’s okay America, while Obama lies, your politicians rape you, and still you vote now why? And they roam around in parties, take each other’s wives, but that’s just course of living for a culture zombie wide. So Lenny will just do his time, do his time to get on by, while your small business owner cheats on his taxes sigh!
“What Lenny brings”!
So prison blues are not of race, there filled with indecent cry’s, of a two class system, a black market tide. And some day Lenny will be free, from these old Texas blues, and he will hunt you forward, and bring you G_D’s own dues. For he is just like David, a king lost in the dark, taking bread from G_D’s own table, blessed in his own ark.
“What Lenny brings”!
So while these bars are spinning, making time go by, Lenny looks around him, and in his mind it’s tried. For there is Pedro Louis in this hell hole for life, for he just took a Mustang, took it for a ride. So many just like him, wronged, for a long time. For this is criminology, backwards justifiably. America, you have been sold, to the keepers of lost code. Law and order is not known, from corporate lords who sold their own. And meanwhile Lenny waits. His eyes of brilliant, a shiny grey. For he knows, that someday, these bars will fold. And all your gilded gates, oh America they won’t be able to take, what Lenny brings. All the things Lenny brings.
So this is kind of scary, a, boo filled kind of fright, but don’t you think it’s not too late to do what is right. Challenge your position, on what is wrong and right, and bring a task before your governor’s, bring them to what’s right. And love your own brother, the one who falls from sight, and demand that the ones who rule, follow the laws that they write.
“What Lenny brings”! – 09.26.2016 – דָּנִיֵּאל
You have painted a underlying gritty portrait here. Sobering, and well done!
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Thank you so much. I tried to go easy on the grit. 😉
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You deliver the grit very well! 😉 Thanks again for such a wonderful read!
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Lenny is a reality for so many in this country. Thank you for bringing further attention to his plight.
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Thank you Linde!
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Chilling and well written Daniel!
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The WOW factor is strong here. You write well on social injustice. The criminal so called justice system in this land is well over due and overhaul!
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As always Daniel, you leave me with much food for thought, and a call to action. I loved it! ❤
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“Challenge your position, on what is wrong and right, and bring a task before your governor’s, bring them to what’s right. And love your own brother, the one who falls from sight, and demand that the ones who rule, follow the laws that they write.” This was powerful!!!
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Great Poetry! The song goes togather with your words so well!
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Great work here Daniel! I keep thinking Truman Capote! 😉
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Sigh! It’s a mess here, too. However, it seems a disaster in the USA. An old song is brought to my mind: “What’s Going On” – Marvin Gaye
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Both sides are a mess. Those of us in the middle aren’t riding the fence we just can’t live the lie of either side. 🙂 .
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Understood!
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