"thrushing" poems
What has the World Come to?
What has the world come to?
We stand at the curb of the church we just exited,
Our friends passing by, messing with the rest of it.
Their mouths not filtering what they say.
Their bibles replaced with crack *******
Our teachers told us, “Think before we speak.”
What about our actions out on these streets?
With all the muggings, **** and war,
What were they ever teaching for?
To let some children out on their own.
To be knocked off their holy throne?
To be convinced and influenced,
That violence won’t ruin what we have known.
And now we have kids, barely teens,
Minors who speak what they mean,
No matter how hurtful
How broad,
They still get their point across.
To the girl at night,
Sitting on her bed.
Calling the National Suicide Hotline,
Due to all the blood thrushing out her head.
To the guy holding a gun,
At the store across the street,
Meetings ends with,
Whomever he meets.
To the middle aged ****** predator,
Eyeing his next female acting,
When they were,
Never really asking,
For the lashing.
And now our children look up,
To people who skip hook ups.
Go straight to the beds,
Not resting their heads.
Drugging the girl they just saw,
And opening her jaw.
Giving her tasks beyond her will,
Not even letting her swallow the pill.
What has the world come to?
A black man getting called out
By the police officer
Just cause he looks suspicious
For what?
Being a black man?
Mommy finding out
Daddy isn’t coming home tonight
He got shot up by the officer,
Who was white.
What has the world come to?
Riots in New Orleans.
Shops filled with magazines of
Plastic beauty queens.
Kendall Jenner is making a stand,
With her wealthy family,
Of rich botox clans.
What has the world come to?
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 4:57 PM UTC