We are two loves separated by the
     Distance of our minds
We are destined to be together, but
     Our feeling refuse to step aside.
Anger pours in my heart like
     A raging waterfall,
While love is beaten to its knees
     Like a baby trying to crawl.
In you, I see tears of a crying heart
     That you dread you have to bear.
I, also, the flames of agony
     Heating up your ****** tears.

What is it that keeps our hearts
     From becoming one?  We both
     Are searching for what one might
     Call love.
We are afraid that we might
     Find it, so we run.

Sure we fight with the odds
     That time will pass us by
     And that the thing they call love
     Will just leak our hearts?
An hour?
A day?
Sometimes I sit alone, staring at these
     Cold hard walls asking myself
     Do I really want this feeling
     To pass away.

My house is too crowded
And no one get along.
I’ve tried to kick them out
But they refuse to leave my home.

First there is the soldier,
All he wants to do is fight.
He’ll fight for what is right.
He’ll fight for what is wrong,
Doesn’t matter to him as long as there is a fight.

Next there’s Mr. Knowitall.
He been there and done it all.
And he wants everyone to know it.
He wants to be in every conversation
And want to be heard by everyone.
But no one really listens.

Then there is dad.
All he needs is his children.
He wants to give them the world,
Dry all their tears,
Remove all their fears,
And make everything alright.

Mr. Easy, he thinks life is a breeze
And everyone should chill and be happy.
He just wants to have fun
Joke and play like little
Children on a playground.
He seldom comes out of his room.
He is really the quiet one.

Let’s not forget Carman,
He is the worker of the group.
A real good worker in fact.
He won’t miss a day
And never been late.
He can’t stand Mr. Easy.

And then the savior, Captain Saver,
I call him.
He is like Dad, I guess.
His goal is to help all men, women, and child.
He wants to help the world
Have a better tomorrow
And is willing to give up our very last dime.

Now that brings me to Husband.
He doesn’t like Dad or Captain.
They constantly fight over whom
Do we give our time to.
You see
He only wants to be with our wife.
To him no one else matters.

The strongest of them all
Has to be Fish,
He lives just to go fishing.
When we are on the lake side
Or chilling by the river,
Either with friends or just us,
There is no arguing,
No fighting.
Just fishing.
He doesn’t play that.
Everyone obey him.

Last there am me.
Quietly I sit in my little corner
Trying to figure it all out.
I don’t fight.
I don’t say one word.
I’m just there.

This house is too crowded
And some of us need to go
And find another place to call home.
It is too many in my house
Some people visit I don’t even know.
I wish they all leave and leave me alone.
There are too many under this roof
At least nine of them I know
Trying to take over my home.
There are too many voices in this house.
And I wish they all would just go
And find a house of their own.

I’ve seen the pictures of how my people
Was beaten, brutalize just because of
Their color.
I’ve heard the stories of how our women were
*****, the whipped by the hands
Of the others.
I’ve felt the bruises of that razor blade of
A whip as it cuts deep into
My beautiful black tan.
So now I march along with the great leaders
Against racial violence,
Me, a Blackman.

I’ve heard my mother cry when the future
Got dark and cloudy and
Poses no hope.
I’ve watch my family fall to their knees
To pray after trying everything, they could in
This world, to cope.
I watched my brother sell drug and my sister
Her body just to make it through
Another day.
I’ve heard my friends speak of their prosperity
When they sat their pride aside and got down
On their knees to pray.
I’ve even watch myself become a victim of
Society and was left in this lonely world
Without a leg to stand.
I’ve stood on corners begging for what little
Change that anyone had to spare.
Yes Me, a Blackman.

I’ve heard the rumors of how my people was told
To run and then hunted and killed
Like a wildered beast.
I’ve been told the tales of the rice and gravy
Dinners on Christmas my people had, while on
Turkey the others feast.
I’ve listen to the songs many times over, felt the
Heartache that they sang, I’ve cried many
Times the same.
I’ve heard of how my people toiled in the blazing
Sun and worked their over exhausted bodies even
More as they were beaten by the rain.
Oh yes, I was one of the lucky ones to be born
In my day and age because technology has greatly
Improved before I was placed
On this land,
But I shall always remember – my children will,
Hopefully, do the same – that no matter where I go
Or what I do, I will always be
A BLACKMAN.

You bust the windows out my car
When you saw me out on a date.
I tried to let you know that we was through
But you just weren’t hearing what I had to say.
I never want us to get to this place
And destroying each other car
When you took out my windows
You knew you have gone too far.
I don’t have to spread the word
About what a crazy witch you are
You show the whole world when you
Bust the window out my car.
Just remember what comes around
Go back around (sometimes fast)
And you should not throw rocks
When you built your house out of glass.
I am trying to keep my cool
I am trying not to get upset.
I never thought you was a fool
And I am not the fool you thought you met.

Love, when and where I need it.
She is the full stomach when ever I need to feed it.
She is the kind word at the right time,
She is the comfort I need to sleep
When I lay down at night time.
Pleasure and peace,
When my life is surrounded with pain.
She bring in the sunshine when
I find myself caught in the rain.
A hug, when I need to know that
Someone cares,
And she is always around
When I need her there.
Life long of worth, is what she
Help me discovered
Who I really am, this is
What she helps me uncovered.
The right amount of love,
The right amount of joy she brings.
The right amount of comfort.
The right amount of everything.
I only wish that I was able to give her
All that she has given to me,
Because my grandmother has been
Everything I need her to be…

life
joy and pain
death
sun and rain
boy
play all day
girl
run away
happy
sing a song
sad
play along
go
near and far
stop
see a star
always
a piece of mind
never
left far behind
leave
follow the tracks
return
don't look back
live
do your best
die
as you rest
dream
what may be
nightmare
how you see
noise
what you heard
poetry
just random words.