Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Yo
As the world turns
Enter into my mind
Travel through lights speed
With high tokes of weeds
No seeds all o have is a ***** seed
Breeded by slavery
Now lets retrace back before i was black
I was a ****** colored black now african
American
But i claim my identity stolen
Ya gotta call it what it is?
And these suburban kids
Dont know history of america
They the violents ones notorious for loading up the guns
Kkk went to the police force badge n guns
Every time a brother run
He gets shot in the face with a can of mase
Or a bullets hit the face
Closed casket them cold heartless *******
Get away with ******
I ask my homies to get together
But instead we ****** each other
Huh what about june teenth
When supposedly slavery was oppression free?
But im i still see us in slavery mentally
Ch ains still attached to our brains
Cells trapped in an invisible cell
I see hell risin' on earth
Look at the indians n mexicans they got no worth
Now they mad cuz they reclaimong whats theres
In the future seeds will be the heir
**** america im bringing the truth
salute to all my troops
Doing they time you only got one mind
But if you disconnect the main line
You'll open ypur soul to the real ****
And so what if you a revolutionary
You may end up in a casket
Battle the ups n down
Know what goes around comes around


Now that we know the land of the free
Is illegally acquired
My spirits too. Strong to retire
I got fire
In my soul listen to the story being told uh
We got the power to devour
And break the mold
Of the bacteria diseases all man made
And since i cant find the shade
I keep my body in the sunshine
To radiate my senses til my brain pinches
I know every thing is history is lie
Why so many blacks had to die
Blacks invented the elevator ice cream
Stop light stop sign?
But how we get so asinine and rely
On the goverment when Garvey was trying to multiply
Us as a nation three colors for our struggle
Red is blood green is land and black is for the man
Makin' for our hard times this the image
That youngin dont want
They rather listen to corny lyrics
Bang ***** pack guns but scared to pop one
At the enemies frenemies
Open yo eyes up so ypu can see what i see
I see the pain coming to a dead end
Sun wont shine much more
Darkness covered with clouds
Yes i think aloud apply the shroud
Cuz the worlds one big sarcophagus
Waitin for the guns to bust and trust
The day will come cuz we all hellbound
What goes around comes lets get it


victor tripp Nov 2013
I am not captain kirk,but pilot my starship into ypur unknown territory,for my increased desire,longs to know you, by chapter and verse,explowering the yet to be known  responses,of that universe that dwells inside of you,but soon, this captain will be able to report, that the starship has landed, territory now known,and loved,showers of bright stars, have been observed and noted,with increased delight
Tina Jun 2017
Truedom

This is a word that you never heard,
But its all good cuz its my word.
Truedom-to release yourself from your own emotional, mental and spiritual prison,
To break out of your pain,
To really live life, you escaped, you did it!
Truedom-to soul search and find your inner most peace,m
To find yourself, to find your release.
Smile..you found you, be real about it and express your escape,
Have a welcome home party and celebrate your release.
Truedom- your free...free to live!
A new journey to start with your past and your pain carried over ypur shoulder in your bookbag,
Only looking forward and never looking back,
But your pain, your loss, your past is all a part of you, its what made you YOU, its yours,
But the new you, the true you...
Every heart break, mistake, a friend that was fake, you know the one who turned snake?
Every love lost, every found lust, broken trust, pain and anguish, its all apart of us.
It made you into the most educated, most dedicated, most perceptive woman that you are today,
So carry that bookbag of burdens proudly,
Cuz without it youd be an empty mind...probably!
Youve been born again into a world full of a bunch of *******,
But now your smarter and more on point wit it, so now you see it,
So you reverse the ******* back to the world and release it!
Let it go.. Carry it with you but only in your mind as lifes lessons,
But take this journey, on a new path, and live and recieve all lifes blessings.
They may have always been there but you were blinded by hurts, betrayel,depression, aggression, death and deception,
That maybe you didnt catch the blessings.
Truedom-the truest form of freedom a person can feel or relate to,
The new you,youve always been you, but uou found you, the new found you, the proud you!
So smile, take off the emotional, spiritual and mental handcuffs keeping you from freedom,
Let your mind run free and find your truedom! Truedom!
Mateuš Conrad May 2017
i have no reason for sun... bees have,
                          flowers have...
my eyes are reserved for greater pleasures,
bound to the meow... moon...
         oh crap...
       yellow... orange... red...
i hate daylight...
it's not even some sort of
urban fetish...
          my eyes are just too outer
urban... they're outer-suburbian,
bordering on village life...
       ****'s sake,
i use a computer wearing sunglasses,
most of the time, esp. at night;
listening to portishead
just takes the eye via the ear...
    and sleeping with a cat that
you fight with, when asleep,
and the cat ends up biting / scratching
your ear, so you end up bleeding on the pillow
that your head was rested on?
well... m'eh... just another
*** & ms. pepsi refill, basis
                      for a dionysus trance;
no, i get bleeding through your *** from
alcohol "abuse", but from ypur *******
ear?! your ear?
             i did get a nose bleed once
in english glass...
          who, the, ****, ever, heard, of, an, ear, bleed?
well... unless you're falling asleep with
a 10 kilogram maine **** cat....
      with both of you wrestling with each
other in your sleep... mother... ******!
when was the last time you heard someone
say: i bled through my ear... ?!
now... i love a cat's "snoring"... purring
the cat makes before he's (i'm a man...
i'll use he... not she... and it is just... ugh)...
it's a bit like snoring... only that they
imitate snoring... and purr...
                               prior to falling asleep
    and turning all stealth-mode silent.
ah... the demands of future, descriptive excesses,
in bitesize form of "poetry";
                 lucky us, jezebels of the arts;
i still can't believe how
           (well, the nag hammadi library),
or why, grammar became so popular, in
that it became political;
frankly... i like seeing the latter
from an archeological perspective, i,e. "catching-up"...
as far as politics goes... and what i deem
a mishandling of language by abusing
grammatical categorisations of words...
please... count me out from any "serious" discussion.
Parecious816 Apr 2020
I Wish that i have this power
A power that can heal your wounds
Can get away your problems
Can toughen your heart and mind
And delete ypur bad memories

I want anyone to be happy
To be accepted and forgiven
Im hoping that one day
Us everyone can be strong like what God want us to be

— The End —