My sound has always offended ears
As if when I speak fire comes out
As if a black with grammar brings fears
Like when i said door instead of
Dough they shout
Afraid of my speech they put me down
Call me sounding white
just because I use a proper noun
Can’t even say my name without spite
My attire gets mocked as well
No Jordan’s no rip jeans no chains
They even hate my smell
I dress for myself not for eye strains
Music taste are greats from another era
Some rock blues jazz and rap
It burns them to hear like
they need aloe vera
As if all black ppl trap
I have a dad so I’m anomaly
They can’t get why mom has a degree
Like having a dad needs a homily or
Education for women isn’t a reality
My voice shocks my oppressor
He sees it as me trying to be like him
When did it become illegal
to be black with a professor
Or speak intelligently is only for them
Afraid that my tongue
means I can’t be controlled
Then I’m a threat to the world
So they make it appear as if pronunciation
Is only white gold
And the only reason I speak this way is because I’m swirled
To articulated for my skin
And to dark so it’s sin
I wish the way I speak didn’t matter in the end

I feel great!

losing him's like being given an oreo
when you've been having double stuff forever

i've been losing him and i didn't even notice

Everything's still the same,
Nothing seems to have changed
But one...
You're gone.
And, without you,
Even though everything's still the same,
Nothing seems to be the same.

I swore not to leave you
But now I don't know you
What changed you so drastically?

Was it lies by your bedside?
A glimpse of the inside
A shadow remains of once was

Torn from my own mind
Lived in my own life
Succumbing to faith I don't have

Was it all in the season?
Did it have any reason?
Would you swear on your life for me now?

A fire extinguished
You've become so distinguished
But who can you say you are when?

A life held at arm's length
A soul on it's short leash
Go on and cut it all free

No one will miss it
This day, go and kiss it
Maybe you'll bring back a smile

A walk on the lone mile
Your heart isn't on trial
Only the brains you once had

War of this same kind
Found in your own mind
Casting a bright light it's own

All fresh red roses
Alone at the window
Will wilt if you don't keep care

It's not so bad outside
But who know's what is inside?
A darkness that hides our true self

What's beneath our faces
A soul... ever tasteless
What's going on inside your head?

This rain never ending
This world ever sinning
One day I'll burn it all down

Your lack of real thinking
Your brain's always shrinking
Your own box is all you'll ever have

This life that's misleading
The trek that we're treading
Where will it all end and how?

This line begs a question
What's our destination?
Were we there before we ever left?

Once upon a time,
in a land faraway,
lived an Oreo biscuit.

Everyone judged him--
he was black on the outside,
and white on the in.
He thought he would
never ever fit in.

Now in that land of biscuits,
where most were brown,
they all thought Oreo's
the strangest in town.

But little did they know
he was the favorite of the lot.
For in the human world,
his kind was the most bought.

Everyone learned to love him,
even the Fita guy.
But he told Oreo,
"Don't trust humans;
you won't want to know why."

But the Oreo boy,
he was a curious one.
He thought he needed to enjoy,
go out and have fun.

Later that night,
someone grabbed him, behold--
fear glazed over Oreo's eyes
over what he was told.

He was twisted and dunked
in milk till he drowned.
Then broken forever
and his life was summed.

For whatever Fita said,
it became so true.
Whatever happened to Oreo
Hopefully, won't happen to you.