Our day of reckoning has cometh So may I suggest that you sit back as we plummet And may I suggest that you all just sit back and take note Scope out this word art LOOK See how my pen floats Which is Mightier than the Sword Art Ad libs and spammed quotes So please Lay witness to the School Smarts As I choose to break art And the rules Man I pity a damnéd fool But have no time to tell Jokes So knock knock on the door To your presidential claim Culture Shock Forget Fame Who aims to cast vote? On just another Slight of hand Magician Oh? Just another Lying Wonder Here to flash folk a sign Blow your mind On some dumb Ill advised Petition Which was hand written in that White Snow Now that's pure dope Like a coke stench that glistens But more specific? I call it the Crack Rock that comes with the Numbness So do you Blaze? the dumbness Or snort? Little white lies on that White line Yo don't you know they're playing games with your mind Just to rid you of your spine? Controlling your torso with them there Puppet Strings Get it? Like a Puppeteer pulling puppet strings That got you walking the tight rope Hypnotized Believing in false hopes And strange Deities So go ahead and sit there As you soak it all up Put on that dark coat of Pride with dignity Yet you will soon find that it's all blood soaked in the morse code of a Secret Society While loosing all ties to Sanity Yo Welcome to the Mosh Pit of Vanity Proceed With fits of hysteria And if all fails? Hell You just might as well Wave the white flag too If you've lost all Hope If so? Then it's R.I.P time to bury ya But not all of us are so complacent and content Nor are we willing or choose to live with This docile vision of AMERICA
-Written in 2015
At this point I don't trust politicians celebrities or the government... I should have posted this before or even during the election but the timing still seems right, I guess 😒
They say I was blood born They got me cornered like Rampage Who's locked away inside of a Steel Cage
Fits of Rage!!
Beat my head against the side of the Steel Cage Several times Then I
Woke up in a blo#dy mess A bloodbath with Blo#dy fist In a panic What is this?!
Or is this just the color of my shirt?
Oh No! On my pants and my shoes too?! Man.. Just color me Color- blind with a couple la screws loose
Cause I'm Black and Blue too
The Crip side of me Sick side of me inside of me Inciting me to start a riot Violently
There's just got to be something seriously wrong with me?!
So I looked in the Mirror to see something looking back at me
And to my surprise!!
The silhouette of a Black Panther Was glaring back at me?
Ok Ok.. Now I get it
Like I've been snapped back to Reality Back to the ties that bind through time A flash-back to Originality
Back to my place of Origin My Nationality
And so As I reminisce on the Power of the Black Fist Fused with the anthem of Black Pride
The Blood Crips N Unity
So tell me all my Brothers & Sisters of the Black- Community Raising gunz instead of Fist
Just who am I?
A follow up to" Vipers " Crazy thing is i wrote this 5 yrs ago. Not my story, but the story of a lot of my brothers and sisters caught up in the violent gang infested neighborhoods in our communities. But as history shows it did not start out that way.. Something to think about 🤔
Been peep'n at the world through my Peephole So peep this my people And if I may happen to offend? Then... You can go ahead and bleep this Noteworthy Freedom of speech That's about to breach barriers in-Be-tween Or should I say Be-twixt Marketing to fix the visuals in the Peepshow Cause we're all intellectual Intelligent individuals About to take the next leap tho Feeling froggy? Well we can play leap frog for a Leap Year On the calendar like Spring We leap wherever clarity brings the most satisfaction of Notoriety Different factions and streams of Variety So do I have an Alibi on my side? Who's in my Circle Circle Yes or No Partakers of the Do or Die A Ride or Die? The Millennial Language A subject of the who what where and when And the wonder whys of Life But all subject to the Majesty Ruling just beyond the heights Of Higher Heights And Deeper Depths Now wether On or Off Subject The topic of Intelligent Design Has been avoided Which is A human error in an era Humanoided But Yo Let's just call it what it is Human beings being Assimilated Pixelated Cell-shaded with Self-hatred Discriminated against With no Basis By other Races May deem Racist Stuck in this Matrix We slowly Digress
The more we know, the less we say All the spoken words have its consequences The more is told in silences
The words omitted but heard clearly What we listen, the words crafted carefully They deceive the ears that surrounds
Every other agenda works on What favours whose manipulation The smile contains no smile The efforts put to take another mile Snooping and buttering on sides Friends and foe, no one decides Act so nice, what is inside no one knows till the very end
Dress so good, please all eyes Give help when it is noticed Out of sight then eyes vanished Deceptive tricks up the sleeve It matters not whom we believe
All playing game with roll of dice Keeping friends close, enemies closer.
Did you hear that? That shear pain That sounds like scratches on a chalkboard. That horrible sound that makes you think of the last rejection from your crush. Did you think about that one moment that everyone around you knows the truth about you but you That’s funny because you see the truth all around you, All you could hope is that no one notices all the issues in your life Everyone sees what’s going wrong in your life while you are putting on this big cheese smile, Knowing that your whole world is on fire And I don’t mean a little campfire fire, I mean a fire that could take out an entire country A fire that could burns you from the inside out. You can tell who have been fighting this fire within themselves It’s worse when all the people involved end up acting like they know nothing You just have to sit there and wonder what is going to happen next This is that moment that you hear that shear pain all over again You feel that fire that burned you Sometimes you just got to think about how you got there Did you ever think that someone is setting you up to fail? That’s something I always thought about Why, why would someone like myself think that way? Well, let’s get real. Everyone has an agenda, whether you were meant to be there or not. That agenda changes more times than I do into an outfit to go out in Which is upsetting because all I do is try on different sets of shirts to get told “Just wear that, no one is going to care” Sorry that I actually care about my appearance Sorry that you wanted me to just choose one shirt But I am not sorry for making myself look different Because when I am out, I want to be a different person That is my moment to meet someone new, Every time I’ve gone out with my friends I made at least one new friend So I am not sorry for trying on different sets of shirts to remind myself that I am meeting someone new Someone that didn’t know I was going to change their agenda But one thing I will always notice is that once you change someone’s agenda Your agenda stays the same, This one person I met at a bar We chatted it up, I learned they lived in my same borough, they got me a couple of drinks All I gave them was my Facebook profile… Clearly I was making “a move” as my best friend told me That’s the moment that I questioned where my agenda was taking me My agenda wanted me to feel that shear pain again But it raises the question of why does being nice have to look like flirting now? How does that make sense? So if I compliment your outfit, does that mean that I want you in my bed? No...it means that I think your outfit is cute I just can’t even comprehend that thought process of how we got to that point My mother always told me to be nice to everyone I guess that would make me a flirtatious person… But guess what I am not that person I’m the person that fights for what I believes in Fights for the people closest to my heart This is all about that shear pain that makes me think of a scratching on a chalkboard That shear pain wasn’t created physically It was all about the words that was said aloud to me