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I AM COMMON-black history poem

Soulquarians, gather round.

Hear my testimony. Representin’

Chi town to the fullest. Given the

Name Lonnie Rashid Lynn,

I earned the name Common.

 

I am, put on this stage for a purpose.

My verses give you, common sense.

 

I am, the role model to the past,

Present and, future. Being the

Loquacious man I am, I am,

Finding forever in you. So, keep me

In your mind because my time, is

Unforgettable.

 

Unforgettable I am. I speak with clarity.

Satisfying your starving eyes as I,

Feed you knowledge. I am,

That reflecting image in that young

Persons mirror. Watching them loose

Motivation.

 

And it’s sad cause’, we got arms,

But wont reach for the skies.

Our ignorance is in the same breath as

Our innocence, subconsciously, seeking to

Find an impressionable mind to convince.

 

I found one. Mani. One who is beautiful

And sweet. She told me, your lyrics inspire

Me. You are the rarest piece of finery,

And I would hate to lose you. She said,

Find forever in me. Lay upon me,

Your exquisite gift of poetry.

 

She said, I remember sittin’ in my room

With my boom box bangin’ so loud,

That your rythmatic vibrations caused

The pictures on my wall to form a

New image.

 

Listening to the game over, and over,

And over until my ears were filled

With beats that flowed from my pen,

And onto my sheet, of paper.

 

Papers, stacked so high with the words,

I love Common. Common. Nonsense,

Is what we’re seeing these days. So,

If you find the pursuit of passion,

Use it.

 

I am, here to restore our black maybe.

Cause’ maybe, we’ll get to the top

Someday. Instead of having our opinions

Stored away. Cause’ you see, common

Sense is quite rare. But, those that doubt

Com will soon believe. That-

 

This is where, Forever begins.

The start of reality. Wars and battles, we

Fought for ours, caught in ghetto tragedy.

 

Remember black brothers and sisters,

Origin is forever. Through these brown eyes

Are beholding black pride. So strive. Strive.

I, see my worlds tears, and I, want to wipe,

their weary eyes. I will be finding

Forever in you. I am Common.

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Mar 11, 2010
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