#blackboyjoy
To my oldest…
You are my living legacy, born of spirit and of bone,
A power all your own that rises every time you stand.
My eyes, my laugh, my likeness in the way you’ve grown,
You honor our story well, carrying our name as a man.
Because son, you're so handsome, keep your soul guarded well.
Don’t give your heart to chapters that were never meant to be.
The world resists a young Black man with vision he won’t sell,
Let the Spirit be your anthem, your compass toward prosperity.
Son, you're so handsome—my greatest work, my seed.
Son, you're so handsome—more than a father could believe.
It breaks me down to watch you rise and shine like this;
You make it look so natural, redefining what handsome is.
To my youngest…
You consume so much of me, reshaping everything I knew,
Your absence still echoes softly, carving space where love expands.
Your heart is like mine—but wiser, braver, beautifully new,
You carry my negritude with a freer, more fearless stand.
Because son, you're so handsome, keep your soul guarded well.
Don’t give your heart to chapters that were never meant to be.
The world resists a young Black man with vision he won’t sell,
Let the Spirit be your anthem, your compass toward prosperity.
Son, you're so handsome—my little king in motion.
Son, you're so handsome—more than a father’s quiet devotion.
It brings tears to my eyes to know you’re no phantom,
But a prayer answered fully—look at how you're so handsome
Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 2:29 PM UTC
I felt crash landed - in a strange place,
This is not how I planned it - mind in an estranged state,
Felt like a different planet - what is the strange space,
Dealt with the grapes i was handed - but I had to change the pace,
Expected enmity cause eventually everybody's an enemy,
I used my verbal anemone to protect my mental amenities,
I had to penalize penalties that tried to dismember me,
But since I moved to the peach,
Life's a beach - but with ample sand,
Scenery is asterisks and ampersands,
Bittersweet ; I asked for this,
Father stretched my hands,
I managed this time shift- now i have super visions,
No more stupid visions of voodoo superstitions,
Thought it'd be an intermission to my inner mission..
But I'm Saiyan,
A lot of Heros turned out to be Villains,
Like Some of my Gokus turned out to be Krillins,
I'm Saiyan;
Some of the Halos they held turned out to be Horns,
Some of the flowers they had handed me , had thorns,
I'm Saiyan;
I took advice from an imitation Master Roshi,
Fake homies just here for the ride, like Yoshi,
I'm Saiyan;
I had to pick a low to go on for my motivation,
I had to pick a coat to throw on for this hibernation,
I'm Saiyan;
for some reason my plight i chose to prolong,
Had them demons blowin up my cell , like Gohan,
I'm Saiyan;
I ducked advice and moved from the side of them,
Then i sacrificed ...myself-
I was on some saibaman,
I'm Saiyan;
I had to access these hidden chambers,
with my hand on my black chest,
I know I'm something greater...
Nov 30, 2023
Nov 30, 2023 at 2:09 PM UTC