"forcin" poems
Like a celebrity of the slums
She moves from crackhead to ********** status
******* ***** for rocks
Armed with her glass and copper apparatus
Times come when she's broke
She's got no coke to smoke
So she has to make a selection
Pick a good vic with a thick wallet
and an ********
She spots her mark
He looks pretty easy
She struts over to his car lookin
cheap and ******
She gets in and he tells her what he wants her to do
They see a darkened alley and start to drive through
He hands her twenty bucks and she discretely hides it
then she grasps his zipper and slides it
down
She looks at his **** and starts to frown
She says "This is too big,it just wont fit"
He says ***** I gave you my money,now work for it!"
Then he's got her hair in his hands and he's forcin it
She feels a split in her lip
She tastes the blood drip
He busts his nut
****** **** he shouts
She wipes her mouth and quickly gets out
Sherie's back on the street and it herself
she blames
Her mascara runs as she stumbles in the rain
down the pull off lane
She tells herself," One more trick!"
Just more hit!
But the next car she climbs in
gets her throat slit.
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 1:09 PM UTC
18 July 2010
Three years, eleven months, thirty-eight days and nights.
Times Ive waited since we separated flights.
A lot happened in between,
forcin' us to change our lives.
Starin' at the same old wall clock,
hopin' that right time arrives.
The warm leaves fall in sentiments,
reminisced for old-time-sakes.
Tears of joy pooled the mem'ries,
all the time it takes.
Should I wear? That same old smile,
even just for awhile.
Or rather just, keep my silence,
try feelin' your carved presence.
These days kept comin' back,
all over again.
All my heart is nothin',
but a dark den of pain.
What if I never,
met you?
Or simply, I never fell
head over heels in love?
What if you only listened,
to your heart?
Could have it been me and you,
til we never part?
What if roses never wither,
never loses its red?
Its thorns never hurt,
wounds never bleed.
Three years, eleven months, thirty-eight days and nights after.
I'll wait again albeit, it takes me forever.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 8:13 AM UTC
Misplacin’ entitlement,
bannin’ visitation
Crime ridden, broken windows,
lack of education
Survive the death of the soul,
a sole survivin’ nation
Shatterin’ family cores
and forcin’ new displacement
Wanderin’ hand is a force
we simply can’t escape from
Evil is bought and endorsed
through coded conversation
Don’t be afraid to show emotion
when you least expect it
It’s simply proof of your devotion
doubt is intercepted
Minutes turn to hours
as I savor every part of you
Sharin’ in the power
doin’ favors just to start anew
Demons fly to start a feud
Easy just to call a truce
“Betray your excellence and
your defeat will surely follow suit!”
So keep your head up
Don’t you let up ’cause the city beckons
The hourglass has been broken
as hours turn to seconds
Just let it bleed
and cut the ties that are bindin’
Feel the size of the lapse and write
’til your thoughts are unwindin’
Lace your mind with your talent
watch how the synthesis rises
Paint the ink with your truth –
the one that your demon despises
Start your count from eleven, writer
It’s down to the wire
Final hour requires shunnin’
your pain to the fire!
(Crack the hourglass!)
Never take for granted a single minute
(Crack the hourglass!)
Spend your days ascendin’ beyond your limits
(Crack the hourglass!)
Don’t let a single second go to waste
Invest in your expression
Believe in yourself and keep the pace.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 8:51 PM UTC
Forcin abortions contortin spinal cord of orphans ordering subordinates to coordinate on my coordinates to harvest the organs to sell on the black market and make a fortune
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
Young an breakin rules cuz it's more fun than trying to conform.
Wild life is twice the good time without the suit ties
Black hoodies late nights drugs *** music and good times.
Never slowing down as long as long as I haven't created another life .
**** I love bein young ima die cuz I'm crazy an dumb.
Don't ever go to parties there boring.
I stay home and blast music in my room
Loud and volger forcin neighbors to listen to it
**** the government it's corrupt and crumbling
Whats it gonna take to make the rest of you ******* see how they force your money to pay their bills only cuz we stay divided and refuse to join together and take what's ours.
The young and old need to be wild and free all the way to Washington DC rub freedom in there face and take this outdated government out by the knees .
**** the government the police and every branch of leaders who sit comfortably refusing to fight and continuing to steal our money ima **** the Democratic party the Republican party and the president if you don't like it step up toe to toe no gun no cops behind you whoever has the ***** and fight me center street in front of every news camera in the country and see who really believes deep inside that there view of life is right
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC