it’s 3:49 in the morning and somewhere someone is working harder than you Eugene woody. somebody is writing something thats gonna make you look stupid on stage. pick that pen up and write. write till you can’t write no more. write till your fingers bleed. write till the words lose meaning. dammit don’t you stop writing, they out there waiting for you to get complacent. They are waiting for you to fail. I prevail I know this road is tough so I take a deep breath and exhale. My fingers clutch this pen tighter, thoughts flow. My brain sends the order for my pen to move, pen to groove. Words Make love to the paper, As I sit and write this, The moon’s light motivates me a bit. I look up at the night sky and smile “this is it”. I look down at the paper and impregnate it with my Lyrical wit. I Cheat on my paper a bit, With my computer I do the same sh*t. Hell even My blackberry can get hit. A four-way with my paper and my bic, a laptop and a blackberry…..look! you don’t want none of this. The children we create will take their place in this world filled with killers, pimps, pushers, lier’s, cheaters and all the above fiends. I’m up at 3:49 in the morning writing for little project kids that don’t have a reason to dream. No reason to believe they can make out, so I give them one. I give them a reason to believe they can achieve. It’s 3:49 in the morning and my thoughts and pen are in sync, so I let them both lead. I let them take me to places You won’t believe. The deeper we go, The deeper the poem. Deeper the story. Share story’s of a dark and gloomy childhood story where my life passed before me, I will inform thee……YOU ARE NOT FU*KING WITH ME. It’s 3:49 in the morning and i’m living my dream. It seems I was placed her to document things. All in a verse. I feel pain like no human being. I’ve seen things no child should see. As I got older I understood just what it was that god wanted from me. It feels like divine right. EUGENE PICK THAT PEN UP AND WRITE…..WRITE YOUR LIFE! share the evils of this world with the world, they will understand. they will feel you. We are all kindred spirits because I know you been thought it too. I’m up at 3:49 in the morning, Freeing my soul of whats holding it, writing this for you. how you receive my words are entirely up to you. I’ve received my message from god, so writing is what I will do….3:49 in the morning.
© 2010 Eugene Woody
