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Bunhead17 Dec 2015
Christmas is love in action.
Everytime we give or love
its Christmas

When we offer a hand
to a neighbor or friend,
or show kindness to a stranger


It means so much more,
than any present...
It makes you feel all warm inside

That warmth is passed to those you touch,
and from there it grows and spreads


like pixie dust.
Its the best time of year...
Love is the air,
the spirit of giving,
being nice and
spending time with your family & friends.

*The most precious gift you can give
or receive doesn't come from a
box beneath the Christmas tree,
it comes from within a loving heart.
Merry (early) Christmas! :D <3
Copyright 2015
Bunhead17 Dec 2015
Handsome smoker
Why don't you see yourself,
like how I see you?...

You used to be my world
now your just some smoker. I don't know
a handsome one though
come back to me cuz i'm missing you,
i'm waiting for you


You changed.
or maybe I just stayed the same...
if that makes sense.
If you fall I won't catch you
but I'll help you get back up*
........
Title inspired by Beautiful writer. (I'm the italic and she's the bold.)
Copyright 2015
Bunhead17 Dec 2015
Your words can't hurt me anymore.
Nothing you ever say or do will hurt me.

I've become a stronger women,
now it's time for you to become a man.


You can't bring me down.
You keep talking to me like i'm dumb
You treat me like a five-year old.
But if you think thats how you should talk to me or anyone then, you're the dumb.

*You can't bring me down
because I'm going to keep my head up high,
you don't have the right to talk to me like that
if you talk to me that way
you must the dumb one in town.
This was my lil cousins idea I just followed. :)
Im the italic and she's the bold.
Copyright 2015
  Dec 2015 Bunhead17
Red Fox
These words leave my mind
Course through my veins
Find strength in my pain
And bare their soul through ink stains.

May or may not be intended for you
Cause if the shoe don't fit
Get yourself a size two
I don't have the capacity to disrespect a whole race,
Oh yeah this isn't an apology too.

I wrote Caged Bird to tolerate ignorance
It was more of me letting off a hindrance.
I let it bare my fight
My hooks were my words
My jabs, my verbs.
And the ten count was the title, Caged Bird.

Yesterday someone called me a N**
I just wrote unhindered
I let loose my mental trigger

So I've said it before and I'll say it again
If the shoe doesn't fit
Don't worry my friend
So if you know where you stand,
Be there, unshaken.
If your lip have never uttered the words
Then why is it offense you've taken?
Bunhead17 Dec 2015
They say the 60's was crazy, but the 80's was worse
Crack ****** blacks and gave birth to a curse
The moon's bright, the sky's misty
I know my future 'cuz I know my history
My life predicted by a Gypsy
****** she wrote at the end of the story, the streets get me
That's why I live quickly, and always keep a pistol with me
Ghetto prisons, won't stop fightin' until I'm free
Resident of the city of fallen angels where ****** ain't scared to bleed
If money's the root of all evil, then greed's the seed
This ain't living. We're taking 'cuz ain't nobody givin'
America's a rich man's vision, but a poor man's prison
So don't expect these politicians to give us a *** to **** in
Preacher man, stop preachin', 'cuz ****** ain't finna listen
Folks done lost hope and stopped trying
Life's a ***** from the start
That's why you come out your mama cryin', the world's dyin'
And the people have gone mad
I'll take a **** on the White House and wipe my *** with the flag
When will the evil end?
Too many browns and blacks in the system, victims of legal sin
In court, prayin' for mercy, being condemned by evil men
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
If there's a god, where is he
My homies dyin' over hundreds and fifties
I sit back, sip Cognac, and analyze the situation
Ain't a person alive today that knows the monster we're facing
They crucified Jesus Christ, shot Marcus Garvey for rights
Shot Malcolm X in the chest, gave Nelson Mandela life
Pac died at 25, Biggie died a year younger

All my life's been broke, I'm motivated by my hunger
Told my momma bury me with a .357
Just in case God trips and I don't get into Heaven
If he sends me to Hell, then oh, well
'Cuz I just did 19 years in the ghetto as a black male
And it can't get much harder than that
I had a lot of pain in my heart, that's why I started to rap
See, them other brothers'll make you dance for justice or make you think
While you savin' up for a Bentley, I'm saving up for a tank
Sounds crazy, huh, well that's just the mindset of a soldier
Here's what I see, we're no longer slaves, but we sho' ain't free
So, until I ain't gotta steal and **** for my own folks
Tattooed across my chest are these words I just spoke
Who the **** y'all gon' call
When I break all the laws on behalf of every  **innocent criminal?
- Def Jam Poetry
  Dec 2015 Bunhead17
Red Fox
Why does this caged bird sing?
Because I'm Black,
In a country that says that doesn't mean a thing.
Because racism has taken many setbacks
And the Klu Klux **** has applications
and we know where the police get their reps at.
So why can't we take a step back?
My life means less than yours,
But I find myself pursuing better things
So my daughter never wants for more.
Locked in cages,
I'm a Starling
So I yearn to fly.
See my brothers in them four walls
Like that's where they were born to die.
If our privilege was like yours
We would never hear those expensive collect calls.
So we use our knowledge for wrong,
You'd never appreciate that a felon could write this poem.
Trapped in environments that don't care for us,
We try to branch out
They take a few shots
And you no longer hear from us.

So why does the caged bird really sing?
Probably because I know where my opportunities really lie.
In a ball, a mic or some reality show.
I'm not against those options
But I live in reality though.
There's no hope for the rehabilitated,
You have to carve your own road,
And nowhere is that clearly stated.
And to add insult to injury,
I'm Muslim and if you knew
You wouldn't see a friend in me.

So why does the caged bird sing?
If you clearly can't hear us,
Why put on a badge in a neighborhood,
If you fear us?
You prop yourself on a pedestal
And look down.
You brought us here, left us in the field, in shacks
And now we're in the Slums of every town.
You diminished our importance
And showed us anything that wasn't white was wrong,
For all I know you helped me write this poem.

So why does this caged bird sing?*
So my words can vibrate my shackle loose,
So my ideals can blow open the door
And my melody can inspire every bird too.
Bunhead17 Dec 2015
I see you**
---I do see you---
but I was taught not to.
I was taught that you are
my enemy, but they
taught you the same thing.
Taught us to reach for the same dream,
put hate in the middle of
kings and queens
to make sure our
princes and princess do they same thing.
---I do see you---
but i'm scared to approach you
because I want it to come easy and
I call you bitter when you deny me
without giving me a chance.
---I do see you---
But it feels like we are
so far away from each other.
Your strength intimdates
me, that's why we choose the other
And we choose her because
our history is not its own.
If we only knew you are
the most precious things
in our lives.
God didn't want me to
be alone so he made you,
took a piece of me now we are two
that's suppose to be protected,
polished, cherished, and respected.
All we think about is treasure
when we already have a jewel
and you ask why I don't love you.
---I do see you---
But I was taught not to
Check out the orginal ''Look at me'' in my collection ''The Wanderlust Project''. This was written by a close friend.
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