Invictus
Based on the poem, "Invictus," by William Ernest Henley
I am Invictus
by Chris Valenzuela
(aka Kid Vicious)
I am invictus,
And I do it with a sickness;
I come 100%
Like it’s nobody’s business.
But its time for no more drugs,
Not even weed;
No more sins of the flesh,
So I may succeed.
God shed your light on thee,
Be merciful to me a sinner;
I’m still fighting and I haven’t lost yet,
Let me finish the race a winner.
Just remember…
I do this with a sickness,
Soy como soy
You can call me invictus!
From Day One
From day one as I was born into sin,
A little boy so innocent, born with nothing to offer but a very large grin.
As I go through life so fake
And untrue, all I ever really wanted was to be just
Like you. Little did I know all I had to do was follow you.
Now that I’ve seen how real and true the Lord really is,
all I choose to do is try to stay one of his blessed kids. And as grow along with my heavenly divine, I hope and pray for the chance of seeing my baby brother one more time.
From day one I was brought into this world a lonely son, but little did I know I wasn’t the only one. As years come and years gone my life carried on, never knowing that my baby brother would be dead and gone. As trails and tribulations pass me by, all I can do is pray towards the sky.
From day one I was born into sin, I never thought that I’d wake up, never see my baby brother again.
As I go through life with nothing but pain, I never knew the life I was living would have nothing to gain. The more I go through life with nothing but hope, the more I realize that life is no joke.
Me and My problem
Felipe Padilla
I am a man of 44 years equal, obligated opinionated and also incarcerated!
There it is the wound, the slice, the problem, my fire in Hell! I myself understand my own conflict. My problem dwells. Its something that haunts me since my younger days. All my life I have been trying to change my bad for good. I’ve been through so many regrooves in my life that it would hurt my brain just to be able to understand what I’ve put it through. Well I’ve come to the reality that the crystal method I’ve been using to fuel the aggressive anger from my being just lights the fuse of another stem for the cerebral cortex to no longer be able to process. I say over and over my problem would cease if I were super man or even dead. Dead and bloated. No that’s someone else. As for me I think I’ll keep trying to fix my problem. Maybe it’s the method I’ve been using. Well maybe being positive would work: keep a smile, don’t take on too much too soon, be respectful. Sure that beats dead and bloated!
