Maybe I was just supposed to meet you
The -ship we have
I forced upon us
Upon you
When I step away
You remain still
When I stop
You fade away
This was me this whole time?
That doesn't matter now!
It is early, still...
Magicians are:
Rulers of destiny Masters of will
Their fate is theirs to determine
through their own power
Magicians are never in love
Love obeys no command
Love is stronger than...
Love is more important than one could ever be
Love hates magicians
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 4:39 AM UTC
I’m not here to make you feel comfortable, safe, or secure
I’m not here to give a **** a like, or a ****
I am here because I am
Whatever that means that is up to me
you don’t get to Define any part of that or me
You don’t get to stumble across my path looking down at screens
Then feel, mad, sad, or whatever way you feel when I will not be moved
I am here because I am
Whatever understanding I gain it’s through my study in solitude or syndicate
You don’t get to instruct or borrow from any part of my lesson(s)
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 4:55 AM UTC
Objectified Self
Warfare
the only thing you bring to me
You challenge my thoughts
You force my feelings
You invoke my emotions
I have to create contingency plans
Because of you
I have to keep a distance
Because of you
Because of You
I
have to rearrange too much of Me
I cant **** you
I can only war with you
the only thing you bring to me
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 3:56 PM UTC
I am not done yet
I have not passed on
My back may hurt
it still moves
The sloth in my movement may be caused by pain
Id rather feel pain than not feel
My heart may be tough and leathery
it is not cold
it is not stone
My laughs are deeper
longer
My love is harder
stronger
When I do speak
it is often low
there is no need to shout
there is no need to comment on everything
every thing is not my concern
What I have
now
is knowledge
What I know
now
is how to filter information
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 8:03 PM UTC
He is Fire
Fire like mine
Fire I could have been
Fire I should have been
Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda
He didn’t waste time
He didn’t waste his fire
looking for love
in clubs
in gyms
on-line
Everywhere in-between
He didn’t waste time
He didn’t waste his fire
getting his heart broken
getting cheated on
deferring his dreams for a fantasy crafted by others
He let his fire shine and burn
I hid mine away
the only heat felt from mine was by proximity
the only light that shone from mine was in comparison to shadow
He would never be like me
His fire is not like mine
He is smart enough to not bother with things that would take away
He is smart enough to protect his fire from the water
He would never fall in love with it
He is
not me
His fire is
not mine
His fire is
Better
His fire is not as hot as mine
He can selectively burn with his
mine can only be contained by that which would try to destroy it
I don’t regret me
I don’t regret my fire
that is not the point
I want to protect
him
his fire
The way no one protected
me
my fire
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 9:59 PM UTC
Never been to Mars
Never allowed myself to loiter
On A street I did not belong
Seems Ive only ever met
The many multitudes of grown boys
children really
Claiming to be men
They are good for
Were good for
Childish things
What else can a child do but think of games
What else can a child do but play
What else should a child do but think of themselves
I think I'd like to go to Mars
Hell
Maybe even the Moon
Any place
Seems like it would be better than this street I live on
It sometimes seems like an adult playground
All the children around here
Pretending
Pretentious
Never seen Mars
Maybe the Moon
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
If the Messiah they need is a woman
Convince them only men are holy.
If the Messiah they need is black
Convince them only white is holy
If the Messiah they need is same gender loving or non-binary
Convince them only heterosexual is holy
If the Messiah they need is proud
Convince them only humility is holy
If the Messiah they need holds knowledge in their left hand
Convince them the right hand is holy
If the Messiah they need has a ten point plan of righteously defending one's self
Convince them that the only holy answer is nonviolence.
If they ever one day happen to believe that they can define:
Self
By Self
Through Self
Of Self
Convince them that holiness is only attainable through a message and belief of:
Holy and selective Prosperity
Holy and selective Favoritism
Holy and selective
Elitism
If they ever happen to look in the mirror and one day love all that they see
Convince them that the holy standards of beauty deems every and all that makes them what they are ugly
If they ever happened to one day realize that the Messiah that they need is within all of them as a United People
Convince them that the holy Messiah can only lay in one person per generation and then publicly assassinate the person that they believe
Or you have chosen
To be their
Messiah.
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
You've found that hole in your soul
Nothing fills it
The smallest things
Seem smaller
The largest things
Seem smaller still
Why won't anything fit
Why won't anything fill
You've found that hole in your soul
Nothing fits it
Its not like its a predator
The things it consumes
You've already forgotten about
Silently it exist
Taking only what you've sacrificed through neglect
Taking only what you've left to languish
It would be better if it was a hunter
If it was taking
Then you could remember
Then you could
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
Delusional
By years
By fears
We now say
Concerned
We fear not
We worry not
Why then are we
Concerned
Are we Delusional
Should we now say
Misunderstood
Misguided
Intentionally avoiding reality
Labeling it something: other
Labeling it something: manageable
Something
As it is not
Even though that
Is
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 6, 2018
Mar 6, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
Rap was my first love
Rap will always hold my fire
Hip Hop will always have my heart
Hip Hop will always be the one I come home too
We started together
Even when she is on some ********
Mumbling around town with technicolor hair
Crunch berry grills
looking like a cartoon villain
I get it
Rock was cool
sometimes we all need to scream
need to be sad and different
sometimes we don’t need words
just a guitar
just a bass
just a drum
It’s a funny thing to say:
The Blues made me laugh
laugh hard too
That’s why she said she left me
she said she was done.
I got so lost in Jazz
When I thought I left I realized
I’m still here
When I thought I had seen all that there is to see
When I thought I rounded the final corner
It turned out to be a street named Lombard
The light shone on me in notes of blue
With the blessing of The Sun and Ra
I realized
off beat is the beat
Jazz
She’s like Hip Hop
I may go away
but I’ll never leave.
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 10:18 PM UTC