Amaizin, a devoted poet, is from New York City. At Petersburg Correctional Complex he facilitates creative writing groups, and produces legendary musical performances. He uses these platforms to express truth and uplift people. Utilizing his gift for inspiration, he intends to motivate society to embrace their selves, one soul at a time
August 10, 2018
parallel to mirror effects, got my optics visualizing yesterdays and stressed todays
and revealing what's left-
I'm here again
And no matter how far I go, here I am
stuck in life's portrait with the paint fading..
fading away my existence
draining away my resistance, assisting life's plan for my destruction
in an artistic way
whether a thousand miles per hour, or motionless
reality's pains strain my brain-causing my emotions to decay
I'm here again
Wondering and asking myself: what's the difference?
the difference between prison cells and living rooms?
designer shoes and prison boots?
back porches, looking at kids play in the yard,
and men hurting, walking laps on the prison yard like damn...
I'm here again
with a million dollar question, like damn, where did I fail?
and just as quick, your mind reminded by the lies you tell,
to others and to yourself--now you're surviving in hell again
consequences still remaining the same
because even though you said you've changed, you still use devilish ways
promising to be with saints, but your still running with snakes
running in place
and now you're here again, contemplating your fate
wishing, thinking, and wishing again--on cleaning your slate
hoping, dreaming, and hoping again on living a productive way
home, not here, not locked away
closed eyelids open and see true lies bursting
and see's a grown man crying..
effects of a mirror
shows reflections of him..hurting..
because he is here again
March 13, 2018
I know what you're thinking...
I've walked and I have ran, I've climbed and fell
got up and climbed again
Through rain, sleet and snow, through
Heats that toast sand
I've moved in pursuit to execute all plans
My desires are gripping, and my passions are on fire
My heartbeat thumps with intensity
Squeezing, pumping blood through my veins fueling
My willpower...I am driven
No longer neutral or idle, I am determined
Accelerating, I am focused on elevation...exclamation point please!
I know what you are thinking...
The what if the, what ifs, manage to manifest enough
Negative stress, enough, senseless mess to interfere
With any forms of my progress...To somehow
Escalate a problem beyond my next steps, inflict or,
Intercept a hail Mary pass to me that would have solidified
My success, intending my demise, preventing my,
Elevation...exclamation point please, I know what you're thinking
That I'm next to lose if I don't win
And that I'm next to win if I don't lose
These hurdles I'm jumping, keep coming, I'm jumping
I'm tired, I'm huffing yet avid, redundant
My motive is nothing other than...excellence
Excellence is defined as superb, defined as superior
Am I not deserving? Does my mirror not reflect the
Image of the possessor of splendid, does the sky
Hold a limit that is yet to be grazed, and if yes,
Am I wrong for my genuine commitment?
For my vividest vision of victorious business
My patience, my listening to my soul's intuition
My faith in myself, my main purpose for living
My hunger for elevation, exclamation point please
I know what you're thinking...
The anticipation of defeat, the optimism of achievement
The anxiety for results, the opposite of completion
The predictions of the pessimistically enthused who
Challenge your ambition...what are you after?
What are your limits, what exactly are your standards?
If you can see them, then they are not high enough
Who has told you that winning is easy?
That hard work was indeed unnecessary, overrated
That it is very much so unneeded? They lied. They have lied to you.
Underestimation is equivalent to failure
To a degree of detrimental stagnation until that unbalanced
State, until that imbalance in your train of thought
Is properly proportioned...effectively...effectively
Especially, if your intentions are elevation
Exclamation point please..
I know exactly what you're thinking
Keep your spirits up, and your life on your mind
Keep all of your doubts in your life down, if your goal is to rise
If your goal is to shine, then your goal should be to climb
To keep running, keep stride, keep the past where it is at
Move forward in time, move forward, move forward
Fall forward, not backwards, when falling is imminent
Is inevitable...required for appreciation in its totality
For your standing... for your reaching, for freedom,
For success, life is, and always will be
About elevation...exclamation point please...I know what you're thinking
Because every great person shares those thoughts.
Feb 9, 2018
I hear them say...
save the people...please- save the people
our social goal is to- treat each as equal
and to- bring forth justice to- discipline evils and to
chastise delinquents when leaders seem feeble
it is so important...imperative even
we uphold a standard, that separates strength from weakness
and decodes a pretense I'm just relatively speaking
we have a constitutional blueprint
but really, who's leading?
who are the designated followers?
and where are their designated drivers
to their upgraded palaces that were promised-
if they paid dues and paid homage
paid tax, stayed honest and believed that-
we'd succeed if we stayed close in bondage
showed trust and no malice
just relax and if we ever fall-
they'll be here
to save the people...to save all the people...
but in real life-
reality will teach you... that nothing is something
and that something is less than half of equal
that it's rules and regulations...temptations will tease you
use modes of moderation, don't let desires mislead you
society is simply a trivia...
and penalties for false answers
can separate you from society quicker
than the thought of it pictured
that loneliness scale is frozen on bitter
that form of cold is-
equivalent to frost nips and shivers
politics...result of social politics,
when freedoms of some sort are rendered
and liberties are considered and voted upon for existence...
when chances and opportunities are righteously given
and the wise...just give the wisdom...and share the knowledge- what's missing?
most deaths, that's witnessed
perhaps could have been prevented
our slack- replenished- how we all stack...reinvented
give me fish on a plate, and I'll finish
teach me to fish in that lake, and I'll eat endless
how can I salvage... and refurnish what had been tarnished and blemished?
The terrors in the world...
only reflect what's in it
lives dramatically change.. when wars are waged and
no one knows what did it.. don't get it
don't quite understand how things seem so distant
but yet still... appears in an instant...
society is evolving...
things are changing and people are still starving-
minds are altered, some brains- just ain't working
some pains just ache often
the blame- it aims awkward, repeats- then plays forward
you stop- and wait for it...just waiting...you grew patience...
they're coming...to save the people...
you trust them? to save the people?
have patience- they say to the people
who's waiting- for relief of starvation
from hunger, from the wonder
the need for liberation, they're done with conversations
they grew hate for a nation, the love is fading
the demands that they seek is
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