I often wonder
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one that gets chills through my spine from the sound of a drum
Words put together with the right melody does something to me
God blessed humanity when he allowed us to speak
He has given us these beautiful things
He even allows us to use our voices to sing
Words are a commodity more precious than gold
Words can uplift or demoralize another soul
I used to use words the wrong way, back in the day
It was a trial I had to go through or I could never have been Carl The Muse
I was learning then, I was just a teen trying to be a man
Thinking strength came from the wrong things
But that’s not you, that’s not your way
That’s what my momma used to say
She was right,
I eventually saw the light and this is what is reflected when I write.
My life, for all the ups and downs
I’ve been blessed enough to always have love around.
I thought I was down, but I never could fall far
Its a hard thing to do
When you have those who can see you better than you
The truth is people have always stayed around
And I as a result have always had a way off the ground
Anyone that knows me will tell you I love, I love hard, I love deep, I go all in, with all of me.
I am a fire that rages on,
I am a singer that refuses to stop singing his song
I have hurt some along the way, but I loved them intensely is also something they would say.
I was capable of speaking like one of God’s angels sometimes
And other times I spoke so harshly you would have thought I was out of my mind
Calculated and precise in what I would say
I could talk an immovable object out of the way
Conversation was my time to put you in a trance
And it did not take much I just needed one chance.
I could use the gift anyway that I pleased
And back then I used it to benefit me
I know better than that now
but it took many broken hearts for me to learn how
I am spending my time trying to make up that traction
I am now putting all of these words into action
I spent half of my life wasting the gift trying to learn how to use it
I misspoke before
I already know whats behind that door
No more.
So here I stand, This man
I speak like God has given me a gift
I use these words and I make them all verbs
I am actively doing these things actively speaking and showing what light brings.
We could just make each other feel good
We have all been misunderstood
Life can be real, real good if humanity could get its heads into reality and out of the woods.
Still acting like Carl as the teen pouting in line and acting all mean.
As if that is the way to get anywhere in this place.
But let me testify it is a quick way to end up flat on your face.
Use Words The Right Way,
So Many Good Things You Could Say.
Use Words The Right Way
By: Carl Johnson II (Carl The Muse)
CarlTheMuse.Wordpress.com
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