Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
3 min readMar 30, 2021

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Check out this love letter to god from Nahko and Medicine for the People

https://youtu.be/jfOfqs1rHXE

Give

Always give what you can

Even if your allies draw lines in the sand

And dig, always dig a little deeper

Sometimes it's hard to be my brother's keeper

Love

So you let love in

Baby I am home in the wake of your skin

And it's crazy

How we wear our ceremony

Always be open to your path and your journey

Yes

She cradles my loneliness

A home in a forest nest

Universal test, feel the weight of my love put your hand on my chest

And rest

In the cradle of my arms

The battle that we face is a place where our scars come from

And to pick up that gun

My love we are destined to teach these ones to be brave

And never run away

Courage is birthed from the womb on the first light of day

Yeah, the day you were born you came out perfect never meant to be torn

In silence

Never been so loud in the violence

Never been so proud of a people

When we're fighting for a change

Not afraid to lose it all despite all the rage

We are animals

And we cannot be caged

Provoke us to fight

So we burn a little sage and write poetry

Wiser than the enemy will ever be

The minority

And authority

Are you here to protect or arrest me?

I can't tolerate the hate, and I'm losing sleep

Can't breathe because they're choking out a war in me

Immorality

Love letters to God

I wonder if she reads them or if they get lost

In the stars, the stars, in the stars

So many parts to a heavy heart

If there's no beginning, then where would you start?

Start, start, where would you start?

Human souls

So we carve 'em into story Totem poles

Because we're always searching for a certain goal

A pattern of physics, a role

Don't believe all you're told

And open

Open up your fist

A misconception

You can fight like this

In praise

With the power of prayer

If God's on our side we can take the stairs

To the heavens

Flipping through my chapter seven

I live with the snakes in the great deception

No court in this country for men

Who steal from their mother on paper with pen

And we're tripping

Down a red dirt road

And we're asking

Is this the way we should go?

Kissing, soft top feet of my goddess

We walk the earth, baby yeah we got this

Focus, and it's redirected

Grateful, and I'm resurrected

Stubborn, But I know the way

You're the skin of my drum

To your rhythm I will sway

Take my hand

I won't lead you astray

We will not go gently into the darkest of days

Grandma's here, and she says persevere

Take a walk in her mocks sees a trail of tears

And our fears, are the same as they ever were

Beers numb the pain of our holocaust years

Always mobbing and motion

Maybe, baby be an island over an ocean

Your arches, how they bend and contract in my conscience

Never slipped through the grip of my thesis

And my theory is I shine in your presence

A deliverance

Love letters to God

Wonder if she reads them or if they get lost

In the stars, the stars, in the stars

So many parts to a heavy heart

If there's no beginning, then where would you start?

Start, start, where would you start?

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Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
Marcus aka Gregory Maidman

Written by Marcus aka Gregory Maidman

Living 17,043rd human life. I am Marcus (universal name) or you may call me Greg; a deep thinker; an explorer of ideas and the mind.

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