I didn't realize it before, but Tupac Shakur, who was a poet at heart, had the rhythm of Shakespeare. His poetry is almost iambic pentameter. What a shame he didn't grow wiser before his carnal, bane spirits took over. Like so many "thugs," who speak for the street, he could have done us so much more good if he could have only spoken for God.
RIP Tupac.
Can You See the Pride in the Panther?
by Tupac Shakur
Can You See the Pride In the Panther
As he grows in splendor and grace
Topling obstacles placed in the way,
of the progression of his race.
Can You See the Pride In the Panther
as she nurtures her young all alone
The seed must grow regardless
of the fact that it is planted in stone.
Can You See the Pride In the Panthers
as they unify as one.
The flower blooms with brilliance,
and outshines the rays of the sun
In the Event of My Demise
by Tupac Shakur
In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise
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