It's talking to me
Knocking on my window pane
Pitter patter
Louder and louder
I open up my window
Letting the screen divide us
She's mad I tell you
With her heavy sighs and opened eyes
She's got a crock her voice
Like the crack of a ball against a bat
She's showing symbolic signs
Simply showing me symptoms of depression and oppression
Full of miss connections and rejections
She's rumbling grounds and shaking leaves off of trees
As soon as kablam
Those trees split in threes
Birds forget where to be
But she doesn't care
Cause she's talking to me
I can tell she's got dead weight on her shoulders
Fully forgetting what she told us
You can see it in her grey puffy eyes the anger and frustration
As tears fall down and leave stains on the pavement
Her heavy sighs are leaving street signs asking why
With the branching on trees fighting back for mercy
All the cars screaming as the swerve against her
Fighting cause they wish they were her
“And the flag was still there”
I don't understand why she's so upset
I just know she's going neck to neck
With all of her haters
Inventions designed to enslave her
Yet I decide to open my window
That just lets her know
She's got someone to vent to
Tell the truth to
She whispers when I sleep
And I listen while she weeps
It's sad she only comes out to vent
Maybe she's heaven sent
God sending a reminder of the promise he meant
Rainbows come out when she's done with her confession
To remind me of her lessons
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 11:18 AM UTC
I will not stay the way i used to be
The old me knew nothing of herself
Nothing of what she is capable of
She had so much to offer the world
Now she is dying inside
“Too bad” is what i tell myself
“About time” too
My demons, they stay awful
They do their demon duties
And i hide it well
If you understood me
My troubles are something no one can see
Something i can't explain in poetry
You might mistake it for a metaphor or hyperbole
You're not like me
You don't thrive off of lies
Just one thing you should know
The young me is still alive
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
Sometimes this world will let you down
Puts you in ditches and leaves you there to fend for yourself
Sometimes people will let you down
Kick you while you're already on the ground
But I,
I’m not like those people
I refuse to let you down
I refuse to push you around
I refuse to kick you while you're already on the ground
I won't scream at you
I won't make you cry
And i won't leave you out to dry
But i will love you
I will cherish you
I will be there every step of the way
I might not agree with your every opinion but i will defend your right to say it
Because that's what i'd want you to do for me.
Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
I feel the beat of the city beneath my feet
I hear the sounds of little black feet on these streets
To believe that once before a runaway ran the way I walk amongst the pavement today
Looking up at the sky I too see the pathway bring forth light
The stars shining a fluorescent light onto the road once filled with trees
To think that these stores used to be once before a barn, a home
I believe that I can still hear the horses running these grounds
Dogs sniffing out the traces of negros expecting to escape a beastly prison called life
Knowing nothing but to run
Run fast,long, and hard
I can hear mothers crying, fathers cussing
Having their babies be ripped from their grips and cascaded away at the blink of an eye
I can still hear the whip slicing air and skin at the speed of light
Up in the air, Down to the meat
Cutting harsh and violent like a knife to butter
I can hear the ear splitting screams between cuts
At night I swear I still could hear praises from those ***** churches
I swear it isn't just me hearing the hymns sung by children of God and God’s children's children
I know it can't be just me hearing these sounds
Older nights just like this bring me home
To believe that i walk along the same roads someone once ran
Away to home these streets once sang now they sing a sad song along the weeds we once blazed
Come back home they sing now
The stars in harmony
We miss the bare feet
We miss the ***** hymns and the pastors praying in the middle of these streets on their knees
They sing
Come on home, to a new home, a home i once knew, my home
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 6:50 AM UTC
See the blossom of jet black hair
Feeling the golden victory in the air
Rain pondering above this visor
Yet what shields beneath the visor is a skin so fair
So fair but so fake flakes of innocence is lost
At the wake of my dead skin flakes I stand in the midst of the pondering rain
See me soak my jet black hair
Hear the victorious screams in the air
That visor stands cold with one less body to keep hold
I have no Jordan or KDs to keep dry
I have no fake gold that will melt against my skin
Or a blinds guide to care for
My fake flakes rejuvenate
I spin around feeling the spring breeze brush against my knees
As the beauty melts right off of me
Now all the fake and lies in me can be set free
Just like every thing you've ever told me
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 6:48 AM UTC
To take on a gust of wind that no one else sees is hard. For that wind not to exist in the first place is harder.
Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 3:16 PM UTC
There is nothing better then a word that rhymes with a story that's told through time. There is nothing more beautiful than a lyric that
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 10:05 AM UTC
Mind games is what she plays
no need for the mountain to move
she is never going to let you in
brain power is potent
moving swiftly in the wind
yet to let your soul live
she won't let you in
or take your advice
the mountain the she climbs
it's mighty and high
and the places the she's been
you could only dream of
to take a breath for a sin
she has been where you've been
that's why she won't let you in
she knows where you've been
isn't afraid of the wind
takes a breath
breathes it in
yet it hurts too much to let you in
drinks poison with the wind
struggles everyday to break a stream
confidence leaks
yet it hurts too much to let you in
won't know the next time she will see your eyes
doesn't want to break your love, everything you own
she wants you too yet doesn't want to hurt you
fight for her, take her, don't let her out of your sight.
Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 10:25 AM UTC
In three word I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on.
-Robert Frost
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 5:54 PM UTC
Are you seeing what I'm seeing
Do you smell what I smell
Do you breathe the air I breathe
Or is this all just me
Tell me know
Is this what you want
Out of the mouth of Martin Luther King Jr.
"Darkness can't drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate can't drive out hate; only love can do that"
We can't hate something that we created
We made them mad
We fired them up
We stand on democracy's front lawn
You stand where you stand and the ground will continue to move around you
Be tainted
Be rude
Be ******
Be crude
But don't put words in our mouths or take them out of context
Don't riot and charge
Be strong and stand where you stand for how ever long
We can walk these streets from La to D.C
We can scream at the top of our lungs
Until we can't breathe
We can fight with our words and our hearts as we please
Because we have the right to free speech
We have the right to free press
We have the right to protest
But the fire is not a right
Disturbing the peace
Not a right
What ever we have left keep it please
On May 21, 1979 a riot took place
Causing people to break windows
Burn police cars
And fight so brutally
That riot had a name
White Night
See these people wanted to fight for what they thought was right
The intention was good yet the way that it was presented was hellish
On April 12, 1861
The bloodiest war of American history began
It started with the nation fighting over an issue
A big one too
The president at the time some people liked
Others hated
He spoke a speech so that everyone could hear that the issue was now taken care of
That is what he thought
It sparked what we all know as the Civil War
Please tell me now
Is this what you want
To create a war
A dysfunctuon
Out of the mouth of Harvey Milk
"Hope will never be silent"
Your hope, my hope, his hope, our hope
It will never remain silent
Yet a riot is not what they need nor what we need
So march down these streets from La to D.C
Take on the people we never see
They could take the bull horn out your hands but they can't take the fire out of your voice
Be strong
Be peaceful
And be bold
Keep on fighting
Are you seeing what I'm seeing
Do you smell what I smell
Do you breathe the air I breathe
Or is this all just me
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 10:11 AM UTC