Wednesday, December 31, 2014

How many

How many/ How many, how many, how many/ Will it take your own measurements/ What day will they knock come to your door/ About who, what or where your family members body/ Hit the floor/ Safety first / Its a war/ But how many/ How many until the bloodshed is realistic/ Turning a blind eye/ Count yourself for this new beginning/ I watch in horror on how many care nothing but for their own occurrences/ What a degenerate / Tired of them handing us shit/ But expecting the majority to use it for ourselves/ How many different ways will they shut our pallets/ America is changing/ How much evidence will you void/ William Butler

Monday, December 8, 2014

Expression within yourself

My gift is to write/ Figurative lines only meant for paper/ Consider it a scrimmage/ Vast amount of words for the unspoken/ Words for the mind to be at bay/ The body will take flight/ For you are your own vessel/ Living this lyfe, it may be hard to meet the quota/ Everyday spent, another is another day worth living/ Acknowledge the presence/ Long list of regrets will be forged turning points/ Revolt/ For this is what we know best/ In a positive aspect that is/ Become what you may see as unachieveable/ Do what you know best/ Present it each day with a smile/ I know it may not be so simple/ The advice is live the moment which captivates you ina whole/ With just a smidge of diversity in between/ William K. Butler

Saturday, December 6, 2014

As I lay

Living life in a high demand/ Rent is due/ Not sure to call anything yours/ How did you shake the earth/ Through Gods riff/ Venting with your own gift/ Ghost/ Gone with the wind with the tribulations/ How come you need reverberating drums/ So conscious of your actions/ Relax/ Nobody put a knife to your throat/ Gun to your temple, see whatever happens/ We are in the happening/ How happy are you/ What is it to be so easy/ But why let the demons have their way/ So unfortunate/ I will not stand beside them/ Cast them away/ For I made my decision to live righteous/ This is more appealing/ AMEN! William K. Butler

Monday, December 1, 2014

Untitled

Self stimulate
Self conscious
Configured so it becomes a downfall
Sober or in mystical lands
Am I right or wrong
Accusations
360 from a personal issue
How do I get rid of the bad blues
Cover it up with tattos
Rings, things and what has you
But what has me
Almost gasly
Is the realism in each day
Never running from the experience
But the lesson moves mountains that are suppose to be still
I am still
Who I claim to be
I can not be anything other than
Finding my mark in history
Through productivity or loning love to a loveless heart

William K. Butler

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Better off

No need for friends to depict who I am/
The whole circle entirely is the same/
Depends where you bend/
Backwards has your spine feeling to erupt/
Werent you going through humps/
Oh so dear to me/
But so are my feelings and production in lyfe/
I picture myself walking fearlessly/
Without a burden/
Excuses to murder the messenger went wrong twice/
Trifling/
Frontward motions hold nothing dear to you/
For I move without a sound/
Ready to take off with who and wherever/
Not everyone reads the same page/
Shook from departure/
But I am surely.../
Better off

William K. Butler

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Cycle

I gave default to the cycle Continuous rotation of the cycle Your own cause and affect Is there more to life without this cycle Dare never to be recycled I wear it proudly Not boldly for I forsaken myself Gave life to things that should be denounced I pray to Christ, God Jehovah For the forgiveness, I was to l live without Being in the cycle Why do I let this cycle exit William K. Butler

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Reflective

I thought I knew me
Shucks
I coulda fooled me
Life's minon began trampling like a stampede
Heart beats clear as day
But for some reason its hard to breathe
I ask god everyday
Is this what I need
Don't look forward to guidance
The road is usually partially paved
I pray sometimes like I caught the holy ghost
God deliver me, I really have no where to go
Open arms
With crossed t's
If it matters I will get on my knees and pray with the pope
When you are alone
Its the ultimate test of time
How long will you condemn my soul
I beg of you please

William K. Butler

Rodeo

What a rodeo
Never was I the obscene character
Attached to my past life happenings
Preying on the weak
I am not everything you see
What a rodeo
Lumps, bumps and a whole shuffle of stuff
The road was made to be walked
But not while the pavement is still steaming hot
The sea
Where you can be can drowned alive
Drown like the others
Or learn to survive
What a rodeo
Without a paddle
Without four wheels
Without the right frame of mind
What a rodeo

William K. Butler

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

How will you show your love

Would you sink in the same boat
Give your eyes to blind
So they can see what hope is
Can you honestly say
Bare truth
No clothes to spare
With all hopes
This joke is not for real
Endless nights for me
Smooth crossroads for you
I show my love
Unafraid of the misunderstand
Living kidneyless
All for the love and kindness of my heart
So tell me, what would you do
So it ain't so
Your existence is priceless
There is nothing else in this world that matters

William K. Butler

Mid-Lyfe Crisis

There should only be
One God
One word
One line you will not cross
But what do you see
Another life
Which isn't yours
Which you knew before
Another flight you took before
Stop running, revoke the tendency to hide
How much longer do you want the world to divide
Live in stride
There are more than a thousand ways to die
But only one way to survive
Saddle up
Settle down
Stay on the ride
Stay positive before you deal with an official mid life crisis

William K. Butler

The devils aura

Such complications
All seminars are done in the devil's tomb
Play advocate for the freedom fighters of my time
In a battle for your inner soul
As easy as it is to give in
That should make it much harder to retreat
Since when things came easy
I wasnt previous to this
Since when you accept the default of defeat
It wasn't me
Not I
Not for the inbetween
With a barrell
I will cast you
Make a decision before you attempt the game

William K. Butler

The scripted facade

Remain as open as a closed book
Flashs of dignity
Persuaded to never exploit too much
But what luck
I am the person to tell you your lucks up
Was it ever about luck
Nothing was never enough
So who are you to be
For the person you portray is not honestly who you want to be
Where your mind goes, your body will follow
All glory due to god
I pray like a cathedrals letter
For souls such as yours
Before you and certainly after
I vow to never to be a one word phrase

William K. Butler

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Mid-Lyfe Crisis

There should only be/ One God/ One word/ One line to never cross/ But what do you see/ Another lyfe/ Which isnt yours/ Another light/ Which you knew before/ Another flight you took before/ Stop running, revoke the tendency to hide/ How much longer do you want the world to divide/ Live in stride/ There are more than a thousand ways to die/ But only one way to survive/ Saddle up and settle down/ Stay positive before you deal with an official mid-lyfe crisis/ William K. Butler

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

What a wounderful world

Girls pop-lock-droppin
North Carolina becoming one of the most dangerous states
When the south has the most entries into college
We are our own hypocrites
Take the time out
All it takes is to be acknowledged
Not a stop clock in this realm that can end  the wars of all wars
Where do we go from here
Here is anywhere you go
Every place you claim as an idea to make a safe haven
Will be exploited due to money or gold
We are not recovering
Poverty did not come to an all time halt
The violence did not begin at gun shops
And our youth were not born mentally free but mentally conditioned
What a wounderful world we live in

William K. Butler

Monday, July 28, 2014

Cry me a river

Cry me a river the baby once said
Cry me a river the young boy once said
Cry me a river for the broken heart I was left
Cry me a river so when my mother returns she washs herself off from the gates of hell
Cry me a river
Cry me a river for these tears hold no barriers
I am far from the weakest link
I cry a river as I speak
A man of my word
No reason to disbelieve

William K. Butler

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Contagious behavior

Going against your intuition is an endless road
Similar to man searching for a fools gold
The story gets fairly old
Unbeknownst
The shade of grey is interrupted by a pure light
Now only you know better to follow but you play coy
What a worldly task
You hold it in a plank like position
It is yours for the taking
The things you once you found irregular become your existence
Life induced a riveting feeling
The light now has became strips within the grey
Words of advice
Guidance
And unbelievable gestures of kindness
To have done nothing
But all minute things, as you consider them, are actually worth something
What a wounderful thing
It is well deserved
Follow those footsteps
Let the light shine through
Continue to show the grass is greener
All contingency based solely on who
YOU

William K. Butler

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Reconcile your differences

Speak with your dead beat dad/ Go full throttle for the ones you call family Catch amnesia in reference to your grudges/ For they come with burdens/ Stop your childish petty umfufilling gestures about life/ What has it done to be this criticized/ Why is it that iife must change/ CHANGE!/ When its been the same way since before Christ/ But with that said/ The energy you extrovert is the same energy returned/ Believe in his savor lord jesus christ/ For if you make a will/ He will make a way/ Positivity attracts positive blessings William K. Butler

Saturday, July 5, 2014

The devil is alive, he is a lie

Too many ways to catch him
Press and release
You'll be able to see
The devil is alive, he is a lie
Where and when Will these tactical setbacks end
There must be more for me to believe
Do not take favors
That is an incentive
To a low flame leading to third degree burns
No way to flee
Pay attention to the face that airbrushs itself in
This portrait is for you to construct
Such an acceleration on life
Time waits on no woman/man
But it is yours to manipulate
God is great
Believe
You can obtain and become internally rich
This joker is many
He is alive, dare not choose your desires over your necessities
The devil is a lie, he will promise and disappoint

William K. Butler

Friday, July 4, 2014

Just for clarification

I am who I ever I want me to be
No fairytales, no mysteries
You say why care about lyfe, it didn't do shit for me
Well technically
Just for clarification
What did lyfe owe you
What are you basing its entitlement on
Years upon years of revelations of what needs to be
Yet you havent given it a reason not to live without
At the prime of imagination
Without a doubt
For I stay conscious
Meaning everything I say or do
I have never lived a lie or lived through it
Just fot clarification
Even in the mist of clarity
I clarify
Its a long road

William K. Butler

Monday, June 30, 2014

What is your reflection

If there were only mirrors, what would be your reflection
If you believed your every action was not to be telescoped
Would you let temptation get the best of you
Will your same values be demoralized
Can you honestly gaze in the mirror and not be mortified
Play coy if you want
The self battle you refrain from discovering will be the death of you
In other occasions
Declare justice in your lyfe through clear hardships
Quick to shape up the forskin
What will occur with what it is it actually protects
Always polished up
But devaluing morally
Instead I take the higher road
Why not do what is right
It eventually feels natural
It honestly motivates me
I am getting to know my reflection

William K. Butler

Come home to nothing, but built up for something

Come home to nothing, but built up for something
Everyday
Or every other day
My home was six corners
Barely did i gripe or whimper
Staying in places where there are hustlers or tricksters
Rolling around with people I felt like knew for years
Regardless
I do as I feel
Handling business because this what bleed my tears

William K. Butler

Consession stand

But what you can
The dollar stretchs far beyond
So many options
How much does your pocket amount
You know theres doubt
Several strangers to be in clout
First time running
Lessoned learned
You will be without

William K. Butler

Young Generation

Get provoked
Come to the shore for the lathering
Young folks
Live the taste of lavishment
With every disreguard for the future pagents
Become a magnet
Not exactly what your attitude is attracted to
Battle mode
Go all out with your mind at rest but keep your movements
Stay far from stagnant

William K. Butler

Change for The better, Not for the worse

Normal to extraordinaire
Feelings ravishing
The intensity is to remember
Forbid the last moment forgotten hope
Things work out for the better
Tunnell vision from the mountain top
I land in a playing field
Among other successful things
Driven to perfection
From enjoying the essentials
Normal to extraordinaire
Motivation can take one you just about anywhere

William K. Butler

High Calling

Once told I do not know my own worth
Carry myself at work just as I would in battle
The uphill world wind has yet to keep me grounded
But ive came to the surface
Negativity quickly transitioned to a positive path
Ask me how i deal
The reply would be
I know nothing of the sort
I believe
My purpose is bound to my back
For all intensive purposes
I pray for those who wish downfall
With lyfe in my grasp
What I once never saw as daylight
Has become the ways of Buddha for me
I have free rein to conquer as I please
For my predecessors foresee the best in me
There lies my higher calling
Thank you for the opportunity
No pun intended

William K. Butler

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Just in case

Now I know better
Do it for the vine
No
Do it just in case
Support yourself first
Place your inhibitions on your own lap
Looking around
The words spoken were once was
Not what it is now
Play it safe
Just in case
For there is only one
There can be no one that cares more than yourself
Sad I have to play this card
When after all
It doesn't come down to family
Significance is the factor
Focusing aimlessly
Alterior motive is the dark cometh to the light
I see it for what it is
I said it before
And I will say it again
Just in case
Play it safe

William K. Butler

Monday, May 5, 2014

Tangible existance

Something worth never forgetting
A decimal
A voice
My name meaning more than a couple syllables
Climbing mountains upon mountains
I am not scared
Given a sheer glance at death down below
My movement is unforgiving and relentless
Practical
Not only an image
But a portrait
With one canvas
One brush
And a mashup of colors
It is time to make this portrait reality

William K. Butler

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Walk with him

Yes I am living my vision
Determination has denounced the demons
Living in doubt
Such a cowardly way to tap out
But I got up and got out
The world is my grounds
Anywhere I go I guarantee success shall follow
It is not where I am
But what place I make it to be
Solid as an oak tree
So much faith
An abundance of blessings
Staggering towards the lime light
My light shines
Not enough apparently
Atleast not yet
Speak your fortune into existence
The footsteps I see are support
I walk alone
For he carries me through and through
Patience is my virtue
Day by day I realize
Dreams do come true

William K. Butler

Sunday, April 6, 2014

As single as the digit

Single is single
Why should I mingle
Personal healing is needed
Space reduced for the extra
Chemistry up in smoke
I do what is best regardless if it is a choking hazard
Its that real
I'm that real
The motion goes to show you how things may feel
No more time to kill
I would spare a lyfe
Give a second chance to think it over twice
I'm nice
Too nice for some
So they never hesitate or think twice
Heart will remain golden
So I guess its alright
Because I will be surrounded by positivity
Goodnight

William K. Butler

Fade to black 2

Watch as I disappear
Reappear in the rarest form
I declare
I am far from my truest form
So many years to wait to be reborn
I dare not misconstrue my path with the fuckery
Shreded to pieces
Only a hand full remain stagnant when danger is near
This is dear
Less for you
More-less for me
Perscribed
Yet, I know
Soulful as I believe
There is more to achieve
Ill be gone till November

William K. Butler

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Fade to black

Looking to fade
North or south
Still wanting to live without
Counting my blessings
To turn into large amounts
Why live to struggle when there so many other routes
Im in clout
Picture me living the life you know nothing about
Well I can't
Atleast not yet
The black cloud hovers over me as I continue to
Playing duck-duck-goose with a mouse
Please be denounced
Forwarding my demons through the grace
I wish to be found
Very much done with tampering my future

William K. Butler

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Untitled

Your day has come
And will never begone
Only a few months ago
But you feel so long gone
Upright position
My head is held upright
You implanted self worth from the most obtuse places
Resentment, regret, retraction
Never again will I fall victim to its effect
You were next
Picked up the pieces if you were broken
This place called earth can have you cultivate
Manipulated
Leave you in a state of a stroke
So hard to recover after the second relapse
Shucks
You held me down when I fell in the trap
Mental suicide is the worst telepathy
Blaming myself
Where did I go wrong
Did I serve my purpose
I hope you hear me

William K. Butler

Saturday, March 29, 2014

When the chips are down

I swore I couldnt get far without the mighty dollar
Knowledge is always power
Support is neccessary
And intiative is helpful for survival tactics
Concerned more for myself then others
Ever penny counted
Even when it wasn't spent
Have you given your last
Have you bent over backwards
Scrambling
Rambling
Just to give the fairest of lights
Why not
My energy isn't for me myself and I
So it will work
Wait till everything is in the works
Life will be more dandier then ever
When the chips are down
You didnt astray
You stood around
That is loyalty is action

William K. Butler

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Time tells its own tale

I took as much as time as I wanted
Better to say I played the waiting game
My lonesome
Paired for the incision
Neither did justice
Scales reaching disgusted
Where was I to turn
All of sudden
I have nothing to yearn
To make my soul burn from so much temptation
Learn...Will I
It has not been a productive tool
Never misconstruing the very truth from my perception
My steps are toward perfection
Be careful when I am on the cat walk

William K. Butler

Friday, March 21, 2014

Your mark, Get set

Ready to check in
Responsibilites
Feeling waste deep in
I dreamt this is the wave for me
A vision has finally come to me
Ready to give all of me
In amazement
My perception was never under my control
Affected, neutralizing the balance
Always looked for the resilience
Counted to a million
Lyfe couldn't happen any sooner
Prayers to god left uneventful
I make a way and he clears the path
It wasn't meant for me to lack
Keep the ship sailing
Supplied with all neccessities
My lack of will, will not be a downfall

William K. Butler

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

On my way

Restless
Insomnia has crept through the door with no exit
Distinctful of an immortal deathwish
Me as the weapon
Just another building block next to tetris
Regret, thinking is not the best pick
Never consumed by the consumers
For they know nothing better than to set trip
Leaving my place
No
I'm leaving this space
There is a far better gratitude, in the attitude of those not on my latitude
Forget altitude
I'm here for the longitude
They are where I will be
Sitting aside kings and queens
That is my thrill seek
If we are compatible then we yes we will meet
Please forgive me
For it is I that I choose first
Not
Ever to mistake each other as a comfort

William K. Butler

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Double edged

Whoever thought celibacy would be an action
It was never made option
Lifes pyramid changes its structure
Ready and willing for the unknown
Pestimism no longer riviting my bones
Conquer it alone
Soul floating oh so high
Its guidance brings tears
Sister randomly appears
Big sister portrays a rear
Great feeling to know the ending is no where near
Serving my purpose ever chance I get
I say amen with every step
Who else do u praise for this
Who else will give me life for
For my beliefe
Because I am pursuing my purpose

William K. Butler

Double edged

Whoever thought celibacy would be an action
It was never made option
Lifes pyramid changes its structure
Ready and willing for the unknown
Pestimism no longer riviting my bones
Conquer it alone
Soul floating oh so high
Its guidance brings tears
Sister randomly appears
Big sister portrays a rear
Great feeling to know the ending is no where near
Serving my purpose ever chance I get
I say amen with every step
Who else do u praise for this
Who else will give me life for
For my beliefe
Because I am pursuing my purpose

William K. Butler

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Love Spice

Blind to the matter
This love will lead to destruction
The love was seductive
The love had me swamped
Eventually this blindfold was taken off
I still continued on this path
Tunnell vision
All I seen was here, now and what i desire
Pschy flexing
90 percent rejections
10 percent only her reflection in my pupils
Oh what would I do for you
Behind bars
With my freedom
So stupid to believe, that I believed
You would be there
You were in love
What a terrible cycle
Such a waste of time

William K. Butler

Everything must go

Everything must be posterized
Wasn't I suppose to rise
No questions asked
Expected
Never forseein the unexpected
I'm playing checkers now
Waiting for my pieces to jump
Each move is a thump
No doubt in my every step
I mind as well have walked on water
Not looking for a speedy recovery
I am no Forrest Gump
I am doing what I know best
Putting my best foot forward
Taking advice from the wiser
More or less the old
Even youngings with an old soul
Whether accomplished or not
Yes yes this exist
Oh-HELLO

William K. Butler

Everything must go

Everything must be posterized
Wasn't I suppose to rise
No questions asked
Expected
Never forseein the unexpected
I'm playing checkers now
Waiting for my pieces to jump
Each move is a thump
No doubt in my every step
I mind as well have walked on water
Not looking for a speedy recovery
I am no Forrest Gump
I am doing what I know best
Putting my best foot forward
Taking advice from the wiser
More or less the old
Even youngings with an old soul
Whether accomplished or not
Yes yes this exist
Oh-HELLO

William K. Butler

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Make a way

Withdraw the uhaul
You chose to set sail
Not because of terrible winds that tend to break you to brail
But the habitual attitude that was somehow ravished through your shallow cells
Swallowed
Causing the right metamophosis
A sudden but drastic change in attitude
Longitude
Latitude
I am done hypothesising my own radicals
I was endangered by my own recklessness
Hazardous to only myself
Once taken out the element
It was then I soared
It was then I learned how it is for a man to be in his own space
Not figuratively but literally speaking
So what I see is good
What I imagine
Is Great
Nevermind someway or somehow
I will create my path the best way I know how
I have lived and learned
Such a hardheaded bull
Hear me roar

William K. Butler

Sunday, February 23, 2014

I have woken

So much thinking
So grateful I am not relapsing
So hard to connect
With what I have left
What happen
It just so happen
This era has made its way to be a moment
Just that fast
Shall I say farewell to free thinking
Even though they try and limit our thinking to barely free
Inputting myself consciously being the obstacle
It is all me
It was always all me
Only now have I accepted
All I do will be all for me
Such a small place to start from
But as I rise I can look back and say that was all me
So
I rise to the occassion

William K. Butler

Monday, February 10, 2014

Beware of the shapeshifters

Oh so quick
To make a shift
Where is the originality
Not much into my heart or soul just yet
You knew nothing of the sort
People usually cut what is short
Hip toss what they don't want
And never look back but only for their own reasons to flaunt
Cunts
The weak hearted are thrown into the fire
Whats left is left up to the savenger hunt
Duck, duck, duck
GOOSE
Ona a chase for freedom outside my personal space
Defensive
But I play the offense pretty well
Throw the game
I failed to realize not everyone wants to be tuff and grind it out
Especially when they do not know the person they want to forget
What a beautiful world we live in

William K. Butler

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Text message

What is a text message
Why do we text message
You lack social skills?
Ina sense, I did
Text message won't allow to mean what you say, and say what you mean
How silly is that
Have we forgotten vibe follows our
Expressions, comments and statements
Pretty blatant
With text message
Not too many ways you can conduct the truth
Saying might be a smart solution
This luxury of text message is not to find the least way to communicate
But the alternate choice behind making a phone call
Why has text message done us so wrong

William K. Butler

Friday, January 31, 2014

The Machine

Why second guess how crack stayed on the streets
35 years ago we despised the governments hand-out
A family could not be so secure without being limited
The aggressors wanting to take hold
Drugs were the revolution
Presented as a way out of this organized crime ritten crusade
We forget to reunite and fight
Where are we now
How will we out shine
Out power
Out mind
The mastermind
Such thoughts will drive a village crazy
What do they want, a black family thats lazy
So clever but yet so daring
Such rebellion should be written in stone
We will not be tossed into the fire
But helping to ignite one of our own
Against the machine

Inspired by the film "Claudine"

William K. Butler

Friday, January 24, 2014

One blessing after another

So many blessings
None of which add up or remain relevant
Being for the passing
Or to get by
I Imagine catering and catering others
Smothered
Like I play the mother and the father
When in reality I had one without the other  No need to be replaced
Open my heart for that space
The angels will forever surround me

William K. Butler

The race to greatness

Family knows best
Why make it difficult for myself
Hungry for self worth
Distance does not compliment the experience
You are who you are
No more time to waste the potential
The untouched once known as the protical son
I will not fall off like the sunrise and you can not see the moon
Living on stubborn terms, I am the one they call the buffoon
Spoken nothing but truth
Looking forward to self discovery
Without the journey
Without the hurdles
A lifestyle I slowly became equipped for
Not knowing this was a turn that could leave me never looking back
Grateful for these god given ears
For I have never been one to totally disregard
But I won't anymore
I want to feel what this greatness really means

William K. Butler

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Out of body experience

Experience the realm of the unknown
A place of fortitude
For you to revisit in any instance
Just one thought
Brings back the past
Nothing else compares
Or even matters at this point
A short relapse
Soulless
Surrounded by nothing but memories
When am I to forget
I vow never to regress
It is what I see now that has me embark
Replay

William K. Butler

Untitled

So much energy gone
Writers block the very moment of pen to paper
Mind floating paperless
Body parts unwilling to place it with a date and time
Be strong
Be conscious
My personal wisdom for real life trauma
No more drama
No more 411's
I dial to a dialtone
There is no one to reach
Buried with the love
Lacking everything else
Need I wake up to reality
And replace it with defeat

William K. Butler

Friday, January 3, 2014

The devil is a joke

The devil is a joke
Taking ownership
His pass has already been revoked
The devil is a joke
When he laughs at my poor soul
For i will laugh hardest
I do not believe
You are simply a joke
A small distraction amongst the mist
I have not lost all hope
Waiting to swallow it whole
Why not
Nothing is a stronger than believing in god
I pray
For your destruction
In my circle
In my lyfe
Out of my radius
Please begone
Because
The devil is a joke

William K. Butler