All The Same Poem by Kevin Mireles

It's all the same.
There ain't no turnaround for this kid right now
the depth of my darkness overshadows me.
And inside my spirit I can't seem to find
where in the far reaches of the galaxy,
or the universe, or wherever it is
God hides the scribe.

So I can sneak
Lil' knowledge and get wise.
Settle my mind that life is a bullshit trap.
When the train goes off the tracks, I gotta go,
I gotta go Momma the streets are calling.
The Lord gave you a ramblin' man, so I have
to see what's out there on the hustle and grind.

I'm not a bookworm, but I got my degree.
Can't you see? The smartest kid in the room is me!
Because I raise my hand when I don't know the answer.
If you showed me the way I would never get lost.
Show me how to fish and all that right?
Come on y'all carry the cross with me.

As I walk with Jesus Christ, condemned by men,
crucified, and resurrected by godly might.
Back to redeem the world, but unlike his word,
my voice never carries any purpose.
So what's the point?
Am I hurting you? Because I'm giving you the truth?

Can't you see that I'm skinny and blackened in the eyes
Because I don't like the prize
But yet the sea beyond the horizon is mine

-Note from Poet: Causal language is on purpose for universality. A piece of writing that explores themes of despair, disillusionment, and the search for meaning in a harsh world.