Channel: Suli Breaks

Category: Music

Tags: poemsspoken wordmotivationtalksinspirationpoetry

Description: Get tickets for my LIVE show "How I Became A Superhero" @ the 02 Brixton Academy (25/09/2019) here: bit.ly/openmicstoarenas Stream on Apple Music: goo.gl/sEV8FN Stream on Spotify: goo.gl/zkw41e City Called Home Ft. AWrt, Shaé, Cari [Prod by. MikeMusiq] Lyrics: Suli Breaks: Sometimes life smells like the summer but tastes like the winter Some days I wake early, just to listen to the sunrise. sumtimes the mornings sound like an instrument out of tune no matter how hard I try I can't seem to play it right they say you should put happiness at the top of my playlist but life is constantly on shuffle with no options to rewind, even when the feedback hurts your ears. my favourite place in the world is a city called home where sometimes I feel trapped in the cages of other people's opinions I just wanna grow old without ever having to grow up. is that too much to ask for? but Hakuna Mata doesn't seem to apply when the rent's due the best things in life are free but someone tell Baloo that the bare necessities cost money We were just poor kids with rich dreams dreams so expensive that our own parents couldn't afford to believe in them making us feel like they didn't believe is us. if you abort a dream, does that make you a murderer? I mean it was never a living dream anyway right, just a collection of ideas that were yet to form in consciousness right? We think,I'm too young to support this dream What if it took more than one of us to come up with this dream, How can you really expect me do it all by myself? funny, how that sounds so simliar to what she said. Can't regret the moments that make you even if they are the same moments that broke you. sometimes I wake just to listen to the sunrise sometimes the sound is so loud it makes me happy to be alive it sounds like a gospel choir singing the last hymn just before the Nigerian pastor wraps up the service that has already been running 3 hours over on a Sunday but reality must be an atheist coz news articles about bombs, and dead children on the other side of the world replaced red riding hood, and goldilocks as bed time stories. hearing government's breaking into other people's countries to steal porridge wolves disguised our grandma's clothing I say, what big mouths they have they say all the better to mislead you with. Do politicians sleep on pillows stitched together from the skin of other people's dead children while I wear trainers sewn together by some poor boy desperation and my wife wears hair is ripped from some innocent girls scalp. Who am I to point fingers, without noticing the other 4 pointing back at me. So I give my boy the latest Harry Potter novel and a key of weed coz his daughter needs to learn to read, plus she needs to eat. I still miss the first girl I had a crush on scrolling through her Instagram post by post watching her life turn out into everything she said it wouldn't we dnt get to play life, life hums a melody and all we get to do is listen all most get to do is sing along hoping we can write a few lyrics here and they're hoping we can stay in tune until our song ends AWrt: What's the point. Living isn't really living we are merely just getting by. Killing time like say death isn't promised in the end. What's the point. What is life. What is family. What is friends. Ok family I get. But friends, friendship. Something that could turn to nothing in a sec. We are all just delaying the inevitable. Pursuing happiness. Battling life's test. Though we all pass i guess. I mean We all die. We still laugh I guess we still cry. Because i got mandem that are blocked off in blocks cuz! Surrounded by bricks so they made a product of their environment where we live their aint no signing in no signing off We’d try our luck and grind till our time is up finding love was unheard of- murders every other week. Mothers weak sisters crying. They’ll drop to their knees because they’ll never hear their brother speak again And again, another bleeds. Pouring out. Because man was poor and out of pees So he’d take from another's mouth. Take from another mouth to eat. Well. Thats how it is living on the other side of green. Hell. Live by the gun probably die from the same thing. Thats what she said to me. I was only 16 when my boy died. Said live by the gun probably die from the same thing. Said live by the gun probably die from the gun. But mum. 21 deep in depression I’ve got a question. If this is a mid life crisis does that mean I’m going to die young. I don’t know whats wrong. All i know is not much is right. Thinking myself into this hole i don’t know, its like, This thing they call like it gets a lot sometimes. Im not going to commit suicide. Im black. We don’t do that. But it does hang in my mind. Check out my newest project #SLUMPOETRY Stream on Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/09kYoO... Stream/Buy Apple Music: itun.es/gb/Wqj5ib