Shawar

Wrote this for a kid named Shawar Sigdel

Hey hold it.
Shit,  hold up boy.
God named you Shawar
Prolly like a downpour
Power it's not just you
You ain't the only one to want
Want it all,  sour the taste 'tis
haste chaste is nothin'
Sin is sinful,  yeah! Sin it is
Says the fall,  rising tall,  all then bow
To the devil,  heeled by mate-ria-listic views
And monster's there under us all
beneath the sheath of cheat and deceit
Covered by shiny "honesty" bullshit.

Yet,
God named you Shawar
Prolly like a downpour,
Who isn't sour,  cower is not his way
Ways there are to come forth
Sort it out, sort em all
Coz you are a diamond of fall
Lots of cuts,  hurts and "buts"
Or even the nuts of winterdust
Yet you are you,  truest form of guts
C'mon smack their butts,  cold cuts,  give em all
Coz
You deserve peace my child, you deserve it all.
You deserve the trust of discussed love
Fuck the mistrust, crush it if must
You're a wanderlust, fire of adjust.

So,
God named you Shawar
Prolly like a flower,  to empower
Our other wallflowers. Overpower
Sometimes the world may but you my boy
You won't cower
Ever as "never" is not the forever truth
And savour you would all the flavors of life.
So let it go, pain gain and the pseudo-name
Be you and let it go.