Tarnished Currency

June 1, 2013

Thinking falling deeper into a state of mental trans caught up within my own abyss, darkened thoughts as I hope this world will not be my infernal sufferance... As I have seen much evilness always leading to tarnished currency, killers taking lives without any remorse lost souls becoming lifeless corpse... Angel of death taking lives through deceit, eyeless humanity angered overwhelmed by the curse of poverty... Wondering how our own people are dying from hunger on a planet known for riches, governmental controlled misery... Mark of the beast walking upon this land hidden not yet risen in society, yet a blind man can see feeling the presence is where evil be... Born into a life filled with democracy, for when I die my soul shall rise reborn as my words shall become immortal... For when I sleep my spirit travels to its slumber portal as I dream at times of things I rather not see, then I shall awaken to this harsh reality... The world is filled of positives simply more of negatives to come, even people without financial discrepancies have felt depression as an outcome... For cash can not buy complete happiness it may give you some form of satisfaction of feeling content, but what is the purpose if in the long run emptiness overpowers the desires of ones true needs ...

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Iz Da Realist Poet

Raised in the midst of a housing complex was never an easy task for IzyC. For as long as Ismael Cruz, Jr. can remember, he has always used his artistic abilities to escape into a fantasy realm. His parents tried their best to give him some form of serenity within their household, even if his rebellious side kept telling him he did not fit in. Being around a violent drug-filled community was a survival within its own where most of the friends you once knew were buried in dirt at such an early age. Even as a child Ismael has always dreamt of a peaceful place where a hammock and watching the sun settle in the horizon was the vision, his story was far from what he would dream of, unfortunately. Ismael was raised into a man who has seen, felt, struggled and endured heart-breaking pain. He has fought without ever giving up an inch for his own beliefs setting himself free from shattered visions. He has written Diary of Poems to express feelings and experiences in the life he has seen. He continues to reach hoping to someday teach others of the positives life can have in the negatives thrown in our direction daily. Certainly hoping these realistic writings would make a difference to you as it has done for him.

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