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"brutha" poems
Because I don't have the time to be solely defined by colour or race. Or my lack of religion or any such faith. It's just not my problem: you choose to turn your hurt into hate It's a universal solitary struggle my brutha - handle yours, it soon waste. Koz I love my passion and my spice And my language that breathes life, Into me and that's who I is and will continue to grow into being. If I get the time koz the man keeps tryin' to stop me at the sight of my race???!?!! What an inane battle and human disgrace.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 3:28 AM UTC
I will have my cake and eat it
One minute I laugh Smile stretching my face taut A sideways glance stolen from the prejudice mirror reflects MASSIVE pupils like all consuming black holes 4 hours ago I was a ******* Tomato and I know you will mis pronounce it  miles above the planet Earth I crash down only to land on venus (Cuz there's girls there) 3 hours now the clock above this moniter is orange purple no wait it's yellow well when it was a clock now its turned into a pile of ants ********* they ruined the picnic,  just like people they scurry about to interfere and get all up in my affairs are not straightened out at all on the surface I remain calm and collected but inside my conscious is scattered sporadically across 12 ******* dimensions of lysergia And then the jet lands gradually touchdown to reality. Deep breath full of marijuana smoke okay houston we're back in the air Right on brutha peace love unity whatever man do your thing I could really not care less
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Jan 9, 2011
Jan 9, 2011 at 11:52 AM UTC
***** Deep
He said he like my profile pic Asked could we talk for a bit But I know That convo will only be short lived Flood of compliments leading to "C'mon girl. Just the tip" Passport stamps show I been on this trip A reg in Deja Vu The trouble the dance of my hips & lips gets me into My smart wits. I know I get it Immature ******** they dig it. But that noise My conscious telling me to **** it Sorry brutha but you ain't sayin much that I like I am flattered. Peace to you Goodnight
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
the game