Destiny Traveler

No money, fame or mansions of glory
What is it I have to show
In my life's story
Joy and sorrow put to past
What is it I leave behind
Not monuments of bricks and stone
Life has no meaning in personal glory
You come to see me on Sunday
But what of the rest
Do I not lay in state, inside your chest
It is what I have taught
And learned from those I love
Nothing left behind
Words on paper tell my story
No color or races of different kinds
Only people hand and hand
Headed to my fathers promise land

Jimmy j

No Other

When drugs is your lover
There can be no other
No sister, no brother
No mother or father to be
No son or daughter to truly see
The drugs true story
A life of grief
On the streets of no relief
Stupidity is all you gain
When drugs take over your brain
Read my words my sister, my brother
Take control or death or jail is all you will ever gain

Jimmy j