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Poeme : One Love



One Love

Dedicated to Tupac Shakur R. I. P
One love

Its for you
You saved me
So things changed
It neva been the same

Once in my youth when I was dyin’ inside,
U saved me like if your soul was still alive,
I heard your songs when I was jsut a lil’ kid,
Indeed u helpoed me to realese the dream that I had to feed,
You showed me the way with what cha call « thug wings »
Your depth but I can’t offer back what it brings,
And I promised to be real and stay your disciple,
Simple cuz each day your droped words make me stable,
I make mistake like you did PAc but who doesn’t ?
We aint just a few to follow you but a thousand,
You’re my role model, my motivation when time’s hard
Yes it is, that’s why I need your voice to go forward,
I wish I coudl give you back what each one expect,
But all I can do is show you my respect,
My aknowledgment, for what you did to me,
Fluently like your flow and your face so wealthy,
You opened my eyez, so now I got a clear vision,
I can realize, I need to follow my intuition,
And if one day I reach my goal, it means that you were true,
Now I naw why to go through, its all thanks to you,

My life was empty but you -really- made it changed,
Why do wise manz have to go quick, -its strange-,
9 years of mourning but stil my love aint changed,
Can’t describe what I -really- feel cuz -its strange-,

HE told me to keep my head high until my last sigh,
To be a souljah ’til the day I die,
And understand that I’m more than a fan,
Cuz PAc saved my life, he gave me a plan,
Just like a rebirth for me tho he got smoked,
He gave me a bit of life while I was locked,
I was like lost, a life I couldn’t accost,
Maybe he appeared when I needed it the most,
We all helped someday, pushed to go further,
So he deserves myu admiration and thanks forever,
Used to be a lonely punk in my mind wit no aim,
But I felt a change wihtout nawin’ from where it came,
Can it be him ? I guess so,
Man hiw words touched me so he my hero,
He made me a souljah, strugglin’ again sorrow,
His gift was to bring me a better tomorrow,
How can I thank you for ur motion during my youth ?
If I succeed it would it be the proof of your truth ?
A prophet deserves more but what can I do ?
I’m remeniscin’ and will alwayz stay loyal to you
Alex Latourno

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dədikatεd to typak ʃakyʁ εʁ. i. pe
ɔnə lɔvə

its fɔʁ iu
iu savεd mə
so tiŋ ʃɑ̃ʒεd
it nəva bin tə samə

asteʁiskə ɔ̃sə asteʁiskə ɛ̃ mi iut wɛ̃ i was diinsuliɲe ɛ̃sidə suliɲe,
y savεd mə likə if iuʁ suliɲe sul suliɲe was asteʁiskə stij asteʁiskə alivə,
i əaʁ iuʁ sɔ̃ɡ wɛ̃ i was ʒsy a lilkid,
ɛ̃did y εlpoεd mə to suliɲe ʁəaləzə suliɲe tə dʁəam ta i-ad to fid,
iu ʃɔwεd mə tə wε wit wa ʃa kal « tyɡ wɛ̃ɡs »
iuʁ suliɲe dεpt suliɲe byt i kante ɔfe bak wa it bʁiŋ,
ɑ̃d i pʁɔmizεd to bə ʁəal ɑ̃d stε iuʁ disiplə,
sɛ̃plə kyz əak dε iuʁ dʁɔpεd wɔʁd makə mə stablə,
i makə mistakə likə iu did pak byt wo doεsnte ?
wə ɛ̃ ʒyst a fεw to fɔlɔw iu byt a tuzɑ̃,
iuʁə mi ʁɔlə mɔdεl, mi mɔtivasjɔ̃ wɛ̃ timəεs-aʁ
iεs it is, tatεs wi i nid iuʁ vwasə to ɡo fɔʁwaʁ,
i wiʃ i kudl ʒivə iu bak wa əak ɔnə εkspεkt,
byt al i kɑ̃ do is ʃɔw iu mi ʁεspε,
mi aknɔwlεdɡme, fɔʁ wa iu did to mə,
flɥɑ̃tli likə iuʁ flɔw ɑ̃d iuʁ fasə so wəalti,
iu ɔpənεd mi εje, so nɔw i ɡo a kləaʁ vizjɔ̃,
i kɑ̃ ʁəalizə, i nid to fɔlɔw mi ɛ̃tɥisjɔ̃,
ɑ̃d if ɔnə dε i ʁəak mi ɡɔal, it məɑ̃ ta iu wəʁə tʁy,
nɔw i naw wi to ɡo tʁuɡ, its al tɑ̃k to iu,

mi lifə was ɑ̃pti byt iu ʁəali madə it asteʁiskə ʃɑ̃ʒεd asteʁiskə,
wi do wizə mɑ̃z-avə to ɡo kik, its stʁɑ̃ʒə,
nəf iəaʁz- ɔf muʁniŋ byt stil mi lɔvə ɛ̃ asteʁiskə ʃɑ̃ʒεd asteʁiskə,
kante dεskʁibə wa i ʁəali fil kyz its stʁɑ̃ʒə,

ə tɔld mə to kip mi əad iɡ œ̃til mi last siɡ,
to bə a sulʒatil tə dε i di,
ɑ̃d œ̃dεʁstɑ̃d ta iεm mɔʁə tɑ̃ a fɑ̃,
kyz pak savεd mi lifə, ə ɡavə mə a plɑ̃,
ʒyst likə a ʁəbiʁt fɔʁ mə to ə ɡo smɔkεd,
ə ɡavə mə a bit ɔf lifə wilə i was lɔkεd,
i was likə lɔst, a lifə i kuldnte akɔst,
mεbə ə apəaʁεd wɛ̃ i nidεd it tə mɔst,
wə al εlpεd sɔmədε, pyʃεd to ɡo fyʁtœʁ,
so ə dəzεʁvə- miy admiʁasjɔ̃ ɑ̃d tɑ̃k fɔʁəve,
yzεd to bə a lɔnəli pœ̃k ɛ̃ mi mɛ̃d wit no ɛ̃,
byt i fεlt a ʃɑ̃ʒə witu nawinfʁɔm wəʁə it kamə,
kɑ̃ it bə im ? i ɡεs so,
mɑ̃ iw wɔʁd tuʃεd mə so ə mi əʁo,
ə madə mə a sulʒa, stʁyɡlinaɡɛ̃ sɔʁɔw,
is ʒift was to bʁiŋ mə a bεte tomoʁɔw,
ɔw kɑ̃ i tɑ̃k iu fɔʁ yʁ mɔsjɔ̃ dyʁiŋ mi iut ?
if i syksid it wuld it bə tə pʁuf ɔf iuʁ tʁyt ?
a pʁɔfε dəzεʁvə- mɔʁə byt wa kɑ̃ i do ?
iεm ʁəmənisinɑ̃d wij alwεz stε lwajal to iu