I hear you...

[Mr. O]

The wind of your voice silence my anxiety of the tomorrow.
I can feel your presence as we, the people live day by day of sorrow.
no...no....
You made me...the day I started breathing the air of your peace.
Years goes by and yet, I'm still wondering if you really exist.
The sand of unknown path lead me to see the ocean of your inspiration.
Where am I?  What am I?
I see the vivid light circling one area of the ocean, far beyond my reach.
What are you telling me...
I can see the cloud of halo...what does it mean?
....one day...as my body grow old..and decays away like the dust being blown away,
that day, I know I will see the place that you once showed me...
It's lonely hear...lord..open your ear and hear my pain....
oh well....time will tell to see what you have in store for me.

[LAXCENTRAL]

"I can see the cloud of halo...what does it mean?"
sick shit hommie