"Drive And Devotion"

"Drive And Devotion"


My determination
Involves distinct dissertation
Lined with astute articulation
To help liberate whole nations.
I'm not here to enslave
Or chastise those who misbehave.
Their minds are trapped in caves;
So I'm merely here to save.
They will call us knaves
And say that we're untrue;
But if you're willing to stand still,
We can give them all their due.


I try to manipulate the nation
by facilitating the people.
That's the route of my destination.
Surviving in this world 
requires some adaptation 
with these problems that we're facing.
It's time for some change
if we really want to make it.
I'm determined for better days 
liberation.
No matter what you've been through, 
we can still progress.
So my mission is to empower 
so we wont regress
and we wont regret
the future is tomorrow.
No time to rest.


Indeed there is a dire need.
So many minds to feed.
My heart profusely bleeds 
To see true potential slowly recede.
We've lost the will to know.
We stopped asking why
And as the tension grows,
Ambition towards knowledge slowly dies.
The worst of it all?
We are strong enough to endure.
We have the wherewithal;
But choose to remain obscure.
We rile in ignorant illness;
Forgetting that we are the cure.
Progress falters into stillness
After trudging through the impure.


With knowledge comes success;
even for the oppressed.
Rejection is progression
as our actions become erect.
The reflection in the mirror
is who we hope to become next.
Sleep is human nature;
so dreams are in effect.
Politicians are corrupted.
Who do we elect?
In a materialistic world, 
only money gets respect.
Put some knowledge in the mental. 
Watch our brains resurrect.
a better brain is better thoughts;
so we think with intellect.
Achieving is succeeding.
Ambition is believing.
A leader in our pathway 
is what the nation's needing.


I see exactly what you mean.
You seem to have planned well; but we need a bigger scene.
Let's think on a grand scale.
We should aim for international
Instead of just what is preset.
They act as if it's magical.
They don't know: there is no reset.
Salvage the true and factual
Before they deem each other rejects.
All forms of change are taxable.
They don't know they're paying fees yet.
It's quite common amongst our plains:
We choose lifestyles that we can't tame,
Adhere to what we can't maintain,
And have the nerve to still proclaim.
We long and thirst for fame;
So we get knee deep in these games
And find no reason to complain
Until our shirts are blotched and stained.
Reckless life is such a strain.
It just leaves room for disdain
Over that which we can't contain
As we rile in self induced pain.
This is why we must work.
Show the world it's true worth.
Give the hollow something to follow
So they can acquire necessary girth.


We take advantage of life's options:
Act without caution.
We can find many souls 
being sold off at auctions.
It surely is a shame 
what people falsely proclaim;
constantly asking for change. 
No action. Just complain.
Would rather hustle on the street; 
getting paid in blood stains.
The same remains until change...




Life is in the form of movies; 
so let's switch up the scene.
A college degree comes second fiddle 
to being a rapper or to sing.
There are such things 
as unrealistic dreams
when you reject opportunities
that success tries to bring
Excuse these words that 
are perceived as cynical;
but effort and success 
eventually becomes identical.
If only generations can manage priorities,
we wont be labeled 
as the majority or minority
but as people that want 
to see everyone succeed.
Now thats a grand scale thought. 
Now let the vision proceed.


Yes.....


Let's grab the seeds,
till the ground,
fill those mounds,
pull those weeds, 
gather them around,
wake up the world!
Let them hear the sound
of willing hands tearing down
despicably low class,
crude and crass,
half-assed closed minds.
Make them leave it all behind.
We cannot control the damage
caused to what we hold dear
unless we first learn how to manage
that which filters through our ears.


Ideas shouldn't remain as such;
even if very few care as much.
The potential to be profound
is not inclined to who is around.
The thoughts that churn within me
are not predicated on who befriends me.
One's ability to act and be
shouldn't be affected by who will see;
but thank God that there are some
who share this lush, bright vision.
There's very little to be done
for those who cling to indecision.
The indifferent are just twisted;
No dominion for them to claim.
The complacent are surely insipid;
too dull and bland to light the flame;
But you truly understand
that to reach one's destiny,
a plan cannot remain a plan.
The silent screams are deafening.


There's so much more to see.
We have yet to scratch the surface.
Everyone deserves to be.
We are here to serve a purpose.
Together we can bring them out;
these stagnant lives in need of motion;
but we can't force what isn't wanted.
We can only offer our devotion.


Written By: Courtney "Metaphysical Poet" and Devin Joseph Metz "EndlessInkPen"