Black man dead and we still counting
Hands to the sky asking to move mountains
But even preachers lose patience
Lost hope, Church seats left vacant
We see lives lost with shots fired
So many tears, we mourn tired
A black life is a dark night
It's all bleak and you may never see the light
Pistols and prayers
On the minds of grieving gangsters
It's why they blow the high and hope to die
When coppers turn to robbers
And steal the lives of our brothers
Then turn around like they can't be bothered
All lives matter except the blacks murdered
There's home in Africa, We feel your burden
Different places but still blessed with the same faces
So God willing, we can stand to face this
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC
LITTLE WOMAN.
Another day, I must get paid
No shame, No shade, I live to get laid
I ain't no doctor or scholar
Just a little woman raising her daughter
And I tell her big girls don't cry
For a man or else pluck both eyes
I came from nothing, Mama was a beggar
Can't respect my hustle, Call me homewrecker
They left their wives for my bed of lies
I don't judge a client, I just do the time
Dark rooms, light moods, I hold my meetings
Don't worry boo, I keep a secret
Your words are precious as a holy prayer
They said Mr preacher, won't you save her?
He called me Jezebel, Daddy spared my rod
Night vigil in a hotel, Praise the Lord
I was on my knees, Not the fear of God
That's the cost of sin a girl can afford
Play the game, If he like it, I love it
Tell him I can't get enough of it
Can't stain my pride, It's not yours to tarnish
Nothing to hide, I put the ** in honest.
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
OBSESSED
I hoped it was just a bad dream
A script with countless sad scenes
Mirror on the wall, Tell me that i'm obsessed
Before I break you to **** my demons but still possessed
Play our favourite song so I can turn it off
Say you hate me so I can shut you up
I hope you try to forgive and you try to forget
Trust that if you can't remember, You can't regret
We're at odds trying to get even
I'll watch your back just to stab it, Cuts still bleeding
You say your skin crawls every time you touch me
You suffocate every time you hug me?
Don't you think I hear the whispers? "what they have is abusive"
Because you wear makeup to hide the bruises
I guess this hurts you more than it hurts me
But the truth is we're both hurting
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 6:59 AM UTC
I see beauty in the pain like flowers on a grave
Bear my sins on my sleeves and never be ashamed
Should have prayed like a preacher but temptation was always sweeter
The other woman was looming, Sooner you had to meet her
But home is where the heart is and mine is never furnished
Heartbroken like glass shards melted in a furnace
Stare at the night sky, Praying for patience
Wish we were lovers in the dark, Just hasty and nameless
Never drunk in love again, No chance of relapsing
Rather drown in my regrets, Barely gasping
My mind is distant with no plan of returning
Just try to read the letter before you burn it
Sometimes love worsens before it's worth it
So make me the last mistake you fall in love with.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 6:50 AM UTC
Drawing blank pages when my thoughts are crowded
Every step I take, the same person will doubt it
It's God's gift when I put my pain to paper
But these days, The mirror reveals a stranger
Had the Midas touch now it's writer's block
Hard to guard my heart when i'm fighting lust
Every face I gaze, I have no mind to trust
Every girl that I loved is every bridge that I burned
Time is a jewel that you lose or keep precious
My times now are more sins and less confessions
My dreams are silhouettes, only dark thoughts
My mind fears what the heart wants
To live and die young, If only I could help it
take these as my last words, the eulogy's poetic.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 3:03 AM UTC
His love dies, ****** was the case
The partner in crime was another lover that she chased
He tried to erase with blind dates and one night stands
But the time is lost like a clock without hands
Every man's winter becomes spring
When a lady pulls his heartstrings
Is love blind or first sight?
I know I wanted her since that first night
Take her smile as a good omen
And stay in love for the moment
As that moment is fleeting
I wonder if I need her or she needs me
Yet I'm attached as she is to her weaves
And as leaves are to trees
Where this lovebird is perched in a lonely nest
she'll be the one lady who knows me best
It's what my lips say
but deep down, I still pray
That our love isn't just a deck of cards
where we play each other's hearts.
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC
DADDY'S GIRL
She was daddy's girl, Her name was Mary
A pretty daisy, Mother's little baby
So sweet and innocent, The pastor's daughter
so she could only be raised proper
The story goes from when she met him
In her church clothes, Jack wore ***** denim
He was the kind of boy she was warned about
With the flashy car, Cigar in his mouth
He had the charm and liked to talk slick
She said he was just a bag of tricks
Jack held her waist and said he was no player
He said she was playful, He wanted to tame her
That's all jack had to say to get the prize
Of what Mary gave between her thighs
Principle upheld became pleasure forbidden
Her first time was another time for him
Time passed by days and months
Since Mary had her taste for lust
When her snow white was tainted with dirt
She fell sick, Jack found other girls to flirt
Then Mary got the news she had to expect
Mary was pregnant, Jack would give a threat
He asked first "Is it even me?"
She said "who else could it be?"
Suddenly, Jack turned cold and dreary
As he told her to get it buried
Mary said "you'll have to **** me first"
Jack said, "Don't tempt me, You might regret"
And then she had an upstanding in place
As a preacher's daughter, Daddy would be disgraced
So mary had to make a decision
A single mother life was never her ambition
Did she have the right to do this wrong?
And take the life of one barely young?
Yet she found herself in a clinic
The doctor promised it would be quick
Tears fell as she stood defeated
All she had was a broken heart and a dead foetus
Could she ever tell her parents?
Could she ask the lord for penance?
She wondered if she killed a him or her
Daddy's girl would never be a mother
Three days later, She wrote this letter
And left it on her father's doorstep
Before she hung herself to a premature death.
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 8:34 AM UTC