Knock Knock By: LB Hues (Langston Barboza)
Knock Knock
Sit and Imagine, kid
Contemplate, meditate, deliberate
Your time is limited in this vessel
Trails you’ll blaze
Burn bridges and trestles
Blood and dust you’ve left behind
Fear and lies you’ve let slip by
In time, I hope you find
That through rhymes
You can aline
All the thoughts you thought should not be thought
Secret revelations that can’t be bought
Think of the blood and dust wasted
On the tainted shit you sought…
But I digress,
This is for my children who would rather progress
Than Impress
Rather create their own quest
Than waste time on a math tests
‘Cause what’s the A- or B+
When they can’t “C” us (laugh)
Save time for your life
Before it decides to leave us
I don’t know about you
But I’ve been plotting since a fet-us
And listen
Cause every step we take is progression
Can’t shake the obsession
But I shake the oppression
Slack is not my intention
No
Life has no concessions
No decompressions
My words are inspiration
Seekers of Knowledge, light and aspirations
Put my name on every station
Turn up that dial, open up, be patient
Always remember to live your life with full elation
Cause when blood and dust have all but left
Like a mysterious lover in the night
Can’t make out what its been through crooked sight
Have you taken flight?
Dropped pebbles of insight?
Learned to fight with might?
Oh, and remember, kid
The future is bright.