Tearz of the Sun

I m like retarded kid
throwing ice cubes at the sun,
thinking it would melt
and the rain would come,
but i ain't ignorant
as to from where it rains,
despite all the struggle
i m willing to make a change,
i m tryna move moutains
without any help,
my place is the sky shall be reserved,
Just to His left,
words are meager,
like the faith is in the eye of the beholder,
hold this pen tight,
death isn't in the eyez of the heat holder,
loosen up my tie, take off the shirt,
let the sun warm my cold shoulder*