silver-knight
I am a poet who enjoys nature's beauty, who admires it and hope to protect it. I am a kind and respectful young man and loves to meet new people. If you would like to do a collab with I don't be afraid to ask also you can get in contact with me on here or on Kik. RevolutionaryMe.
I want to blame the cops for the crimes they committed against my kind
But at the same time...
I can't ignore the crimes my kind has committed against it's own kind
We go around popping caps in our brother's and sister's head
Just to get the dollar they got stuffed in their pockets
So can you really blame the cops for being afraid of us
If we do that to our own kin...
God only knows what we'll do to them if we get the chance
So truth be told if we want change
We have to change as a people
And stop blaming them for the things we caused
Black lives matter
But thing is...
We have to believe that ourselvesl
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
It's a beautiful day
Not a cloud in sight
Birds singing
Trees swinging
Baby ain't crying
Everything is at ease
Finally resting in peace
Living life misery free
It's a beautiful day
Beautiful day indeed
I can count to three
And be in the place I want to be
Under the sun beneath a nice shady tree
Wind blowing upon thee
Her hair waving as she lays upon me
It's a beautiful day
Beautiful day indeed
Leaves changing a nice yellowish green
Bees buzzing in the flowers around me
The smell of sweet honey nectar in the air that surrounds me
Silence as dawn awakes in the skies above me
It's a beautiful day
Beautiful day indeed
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 6:18 AM UTC
Stop living your life like you're in some kind of a movie.
Stop trying to cast your true love instead of just meeting them.
Love isn't always a lightning bolt, maybe sometimes it's just a choice.
Maybe true love is a decision.
A decision to take a chance with somebody.
To give to somebody without worrying whether they'll give anything back or if they're going to hurt you or if they really are the one.
Maybe love isn't something that happens to you, maybe it's something you have to choose.
True love is a process, not an event.
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 2:32 AM UTC
Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Then again you can stay
The crops need showering these days
Besides you don't come visit anymore
Is it because people made songs wishing you away
Well forget about them
I wish you'd stay
I remember as a kid I would have so much fun playing with you
Splashing in your puddles driving my mom insane
Dancing and twirling as you fell upon me
With you on my side I didn't have a care in the world
Now you're slowly leaving
The deserts are getting bigger
Forcing farmers to migrate time after time again
Can't you see we need you
I need you if not anyone else
I use to enjoy sitting on my balcony as you turned soil to mud
It was new material for my mud pies tomorrow
Oh I remember those days
So rain...
If you can hear me now
I ask of nicely come out and play
Just like the old days
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
In Memoriam
What's missing is the eyeballs
in each of us, but it doesn't matter
because you've got the bucks, the bucks, the bucks.
You let me touch them, ****** the green faces
lick at their numbers and it lets you be
my "Daddy!" "Daddy!" and though I fought all alone
with molesters and crooks, I knew your money
would save me, your courage, your "I've had
considerable experience as a soldier...
fighting to win millions for myself, it's true.
But I did win," and me praying for "our men out there"
just made it okay to be an orphan whose blood was no one's,
whose curls were hung up on a wire machine and electrified,
while you built and unbuilt intrigues called nations,
and did in the bad ones, always, always,
and always came at my perils, the black Christs of childhood,
always came when my heart stood naked in the street
and they threw apples at it or twelve-day-old-dead-fish.
"Daddy!" "Daddy," we all won that war,
when you sang me the money songs
Annie, Annie you sang
and I knew you drove a pure gold car
and put diamonds in you coke
for the crunchy sound, the adorable sound
and the moon too was in your portfolio,
as well as the ocean with its sleepy dead.
And I was always brave, wasn't I?
I never bled?
I never saw a man expose himself.
No. No.
I never saw a drunkard in his blubber.
I never let lightning go in one car and out the other.
And all the men out there were never to come.
Never, like a deluge, to swim over my *******
and lay their lamps in my insides.
No. No.
Just me and my "Daddy"
and his tempestuous bucks
rolling in them like corn flakes
and only the bad ones died.
But I died yesterday,
"Daddy," I died,
swallowing the Nazi-Jap animal
and it won't get out
it keeps knocking at my eyes,
my big orphan eyes,
kicking! Until eyeballs pop out
and even my dog puts up his four feet
and lets go
of his military secret
with his big red tongue
flying up and down
like yours should have
as we board our velvet train.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:35 AM UTC
there was a little rabbit he loved the rodeo
oneday he decided he would have a go
he put on his stetson to shade him from the sun
then on to the rodeo to go and have some fun.
he mounted on his horse . put a number on his back
try and rope a steed while riding round the track
people they were cheering and loved his little show
then into air his stetson he did throw.
he was really happy that he had pleased the crowd
then rode in to the sunset feeling very proud.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
two little lady birds were sitting on my plants
i sat there and watched them as they began to dance.
going two and fro as happy as can be
dancing close together dancing just for me.
they were really happy having so much fun
dancing on the plants underneath the sun.
when they finished dancing they sat there for a while
then they flew away and left me with a smile.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
i walked along the beach and sat down by the shore
i watched the tide roll in coming home once more.
then i took a paddle and walked in to the sea
as i watched the waves rolling over me.
the water it was warm i could feel the heat
as the tide was rolling covering my feet.
it was very peaceful as quiet as can be
just being on the shore made me feel so free.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
castles in the air dragons flying by
fairies with there wands floating in the sky.
bluebirds singing songs in the trees above
sitting there so sweetly singing songs of love.
lots and lots of flowers scattered all around
blooming there so brightly covering the ground.
multi colored butterflies and pretty little bees
busy as can be in the gentle breeze.
the sun it has a smile to brighten up the day
in this land of fantasy so very far away.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
little badger bill lived on badger hill
he got bored oneday. went looking for thrill
he went in to the village. to the fair ground show.
lots of different rides there. on which he could have a go.
there was a great big wheel high up in the air
and ghost train too that would make you scare
there was a roller coaster it had lots of speed
with its twist and turns very fast indeed.
badger took his seat and strapped himself well in
his roller coaster ride was ready to begin
high in to the air the coaster did ascend
then suddenly a dip then a twisty bend
badger he just loved it and enjoyed the speed
the thrill that he was looking for was a thrill indeed
he went on every ride and enjoyed his day
his boredom now had gone so very far away.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC