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Rebirth
The blood soils the white cotton panties as the blood

saccharates through like starch on a corn leaf. I felt the sharp
satchel slice my skin My cracked hips painfully broken the
silent screams as tears of hate pierced my heart ounces
removed from rebirth. Blood minus water left for empty and
cold. I lived the lies of regret from loss. I fought back tears
of hurt and pain. I needed to survive. I took the risk of
losing by remaining strong in doubt, fearless of being
ashamed and beautiful within. Take an ounce of blood to
multiples of the exponent infinity minus water and hold it
with a loin cloth. Its needed when you are a woman.
Holy War
What if war was holy

And sex was obscene
We've got it twisted
If you know what I mean
Baptized in boundaries
And Schooled in sin
Divided by colors, races and skin
Maybe we should love each other
Maybe we should trust each other
Tear down the walls of hate
We build to separate each other
Baby blow by blow
And brick by brick
Keep our self-locked up
Keep our self-locked up
Cause we fear each other
Or maybe we should love each other
Get rid of the bonds of holy war
Oh, maybe we should love each other
Tear down the bonds of holy war
What if sex were holy
And war was obscene
And we lived our lives
In a spiritual dream
Living for love, unafraid of end
Then forgiveness is the only way
We would turn from sin
So we can heal each other
Forgive each other
Break down the walls of hate
Against each other
Blow by blow and brick by brick
We can open up
And learn to love again
Maybe we should love somebody
Maybe we could care a little more
Maybe we should love somebody
Instead of using words of hate wars
What if love was holy
And war was obscene
We could live a peaceful dream
If we could nurse our wounds
And we could heal our scars
Love would be the only way
We could tear down these walls
Love would be the only way
We tear down these walls
Super Woman
Everywhere I'm turning

Nothing seems complete
I stand up and I'm searching
For the better part of me
I hang my head in sorrow
A state of humanity
I wear it on my shoulders
Got to find the strength in me
Cause I am a Superwoman
Yes I am
Yes she is
Put an S on my chest
I put on a vest
Oh yes
I'm a Superwoman
Yes I am
For all the mothers living off welfare
Better days to come
And all my women, all my women caught in the struggle
It's not over till we're done
And all my sisters
Coming together
Say yes I will
Yes I can
Yes I am
Yes she is
I put on a vest
Oh yes
I'm a Superwoman
Yes I am
When I'm down and out

And I'm feeling low
I start to get weak
And no one knows me underneath these clothes
I fly, I fly
Yes I am
Yes she is
I put on a vest
Oh yes
I'm a Superwoman
Yes I am
A Place in My Heart
Sometimes words lost its meaning

On what I intended to say
And the image of luv plays with my mind
Words have become a substitute for time
Words come hard, in what I meant to say

I can only demonstrate to you
Through broken speech and cross signs
When feelings of luv will come to mind
Words dont seem to come out right

When we spend take the time to argue, fuss and fight
Luv seems to have lost all meaning
I begin to surrender to you my true feelings
Although I dont know the right words to say

Its the simple things in life that makes its way
I take luv for granted for what its worth
Its the sentimental value that means the most
My life would not be the same
Without you near
I need you in my life
I need you here
Its the small things about luv

I cannot live without
No matter how distant we are
You hold dear to my heart
Please Stay
I want you to know

You are not alone
All you have to do is stay
Dont let time pass by

Ill be waiting to have you
By my side
I have a thousand reasons why
I want you to stay
I gave you time

To find your way
I wanted our love to grow
As time passes in orchards nest
And the sun sets beneath its nest
Old age, grey hairs and wrinkles
May come and go
But I will never forget
Fund memories, I dont regret
Ill remember the good times well spent
Was worth the time, every element
While caring for each other
Laughing and holding hands
Life after dark, the romance
With a token of sentimental value
And precious time
Ill never forget what your luv meant
Watching div., playing cards
What us being together
Had its presence
I want you to know

You are not alone
The hardest part

Was seeing you go
I, alone
With you on your own
I understood you needed time to grow
I never forgot you, Im letting you know
You dont have to be there on your own
I have a place in my heart, for us to grow
Please come back home

Please stay
Colors
No matter what color

What color
What color
We are still one skin
Light skin, dark skin, black skin, no skin

What color
What color
Yellow skin, light skin

Black skin, dark skin
What color
What color
Mixed breed, rich negro

Half breed, house negro
Black man, poor negro
Dark man, field negro
One color, one color, one color

Are our hues of skin color
Red negro, Yellow negro, White negro
Tan negro, Brown negro, Black negro
No culture nor race
Label me as biased
Nor identify my race
No matter
No matter
We are the skin we live in
Sacrifice
I know I love you

And I care about you too
And if you keep on hurting me
Ill keep on forgiving you
Im begging you to stay
I gave you my heart

But you will not listen
I cared for you
But you will not pay attention
I keep giving in
But you dont understand
I try to forgive
Holding the pain within
I know I love you

I sacrificed losing you

You never answered my calls
You took luv for granted
I saw you with another
My heart shattered
I saw you holding hands
The hurt infested inside
To see you hold her near
You made me feel uncertain
I kept holding hurt inside
I know I love you

I broke down and cried

I dared not turn away
I wanted you to stay
I started to pray
I am begging you to stay
I know I loved you
I care about you
But you keep on hurting me
I try to forgive you
I sacrificed my luv for you
I can't
I won't
I can't
I won't
I can't
I won't
I can't
I won't
Apology
I'm too fast

It won't last
If I turn away
Our love will fade
I should hold on
Or back away
Love is here to stay
Afraid it that way
What the voices say
What they're going to say
What they're going to say
I should turn away
The risk I will have to face
Hold my hand, Hold my hand
I'm apologetically in love

But they got it all wrong

I got it all right
They just don't see it
But their wrong about me
With shut eyes, closed lips
They're blind eye to eye
One eye open
One tight closed fist
Holding it down
Not knowing what become of us
Even if it breaks me
Hurt won't phase me
Baby, I'm holding on
Even if I am wrong
They're taking shots
Hit or miss, losing it, blowing hits
How did it come to this?
He keeps my eyes starry

So, I'm so sorry for not being sorry

No matter where it takes me

Even if it breaks me
I'm unapologetically all in
And it doesnt even phase me
When they call me crazy?
I'm unapologetically in love
I'm unapologetically in love
They're going to say I feel too fast
Yeah, they're going to say it's never going to last
Apologetically, I'm in luv
Issues
I got issues
But you got them too
So, give me all you got
And Ill share mine too
I got issues
And so, do you
And one bad issue I got
Is I cannot live without you
I got issues
But you got some too
Cause we got the kind of love
It takes two to solve me
Lets do what we got to do
I got issues
So, do you
Im jealous
Where you are weak
Your overprotective
Im not your enemy
When Im angry
You calm me down
When Im low
You comfort me with love
When Im high
You stay by my side
Angry you turn away
In jealous rage
Any way I choose to stay
I choose to love you anyway
I got issues
But you got them too
So, give me all you got
And Ill share mine too
I got issues
And so, do you
And one bad issue I got
Is I cannot live without you
I got issues
But you got some too
Cause we got the kind of love
It takes two to solve me
Lets do what we got to do
You got issues

I do too
So, lets work to solve me
Schooled on giving in
When Im moving out
When Im feeling high
When Im feeling low
When Im up
When Im down
Dont mess things up
You dont trust enough
And Im in doubt
HIV and Aids
Am I a statistic, unaware?
Am I realistic, or a characteristic
Sexism is playing tricks with who I am
I stumble with fear living inside as dark closet gay

Theatrically I am not straight, I have strayed away
From the suicidal thoughts of being ugly
In a world full of pain and suffering

I lived through painful times
Frightened by Aids, embraced by change
Every day is a struggle as my condition persist

For better or for worst with my homosexuality
I cope with disease estranged and disgraced
My sex is mistaken for ineffectual and weak

I live in unethical practice of the skin I live in
Im dying inside, living a lie, with the will to hold on
The fever is broken and the secret is out

My past is behind me
And my dreams must live on
911
Congress responded;
Undistracted and confirmed.
The light shines bright,

Quietly flickering.
A Woman's Worth
Trapped into circumstance

The unfair practice within my skin
I'm not red, yellow or brown
Being dark has no exceptions
When people see me they say I'm dumb
They recognize me as ugly and retarded
I live in a world of racial slang
Called winch, baboon and Miss Thang
Heifer, cow and stiff,
Mongrel, roach and bitch
I have no control of what is said
In a world divided by race and color
I feel they are confused that all lives matter
People judge me by the space I'm in
Confuse by the state of life I live
I live in a world where women are underrepresented
By human perceptions who fail to understand
A woman is worth more than perceptions
American Dream
It is a land who took in huddled masses;

With a promise to fulfill their dreams.
America gave the right to free speech;
With the right to protest and petition.
America gave the right to worship any religion;
With to practice your faith without any restrictions.
America gave the right to carry an armed weapon;
That granted the right to have protection.
America forbid the right to invade our homes;
A place where the army dare not roam.
America gave the right to a fair trial;
Where man could prove himself beyond reasonable doubt.
America gave the right to vote;
So every man and women could pick the candidate of
choice.
America gave the right to healthcare;
Where every child could see a doctor.
American gave the right to clean air and water;
Where no man would die because all lives matter.
America was a land where man could pursue his dreams;
And to every American it is not always what it appears to be.
People from every race risked their lives to live free;
Americans now question what freedom means.
American Partied
Life is not fair, people fight wars

People disagree, people feed on
The right to dominate other races
In how we perceive.
We want to change our old ways.

We won't be held back
from getting our way.
We won't be told what we
Can't do.
So, we fight wars against our

Woes, we wage war against
our foes, we fight for justice,
We take risks, at the cost lives,
with open fists.
We fight because we deserve
better, and we change what
we want because it is moral.
Born in the USA
There are biases within my race and culture

We are blinded by looks and divided by gangs
To live in any place is not safe on the streets
We are always competing with our needs
In my culture we represent one skin color
We come from many breeds
We speak different dialects of English
We are separated yet equal in some extent
We are Americano, Black Indians and Africanas
We are islanders, Latinos and Japanese
Because we are different, we are not treated the same
Defining an common ground so we won't stray
Coming from different backgrounds is no problem
Where we are what we eat, in whose company we keep
But our cultural environment is how we represent
It is what defines us and makes us distinct
Boys to Men
A kind kid with a slow mind

Was not so smart at being kind
What his life turned out to be about
Life is not what was thought
With the wars he fought
Hanging out with the cool kids

Breaking all the rules, missing it
Dassin it-the in-crowd is all about faking it
Fast cars, fast dreams, fast schemes
Is not what it seemed
Caught stealing, gang banging, cheating

Found deceiving smoking weed hi-retrieving
Selling drugs not what is made to mean
Gang wars fallen short on a street-creed
Kicking in doors, breaking windows, an initiation deed
And you thought he was real cool

Jumped like a fool, A junkie after you
Friends dissed you and now its not so cool
You have become the fool for breaking the rule
The setbacks hustling crack in debt

The suicidal thoughts race through your mind with regret
Got suspended, reprehended, cuffed for slacking off
You're locked in prison, a life sentence
Made a statistic, with three strikes you're out
Breaking the Rules
set aside your heat for thorough gradation
Christ, is that a knife in my back?
and wage war on their point-proper diction
monkeys ay! jackals compel me to hack

That lays down the heart; it doth splay
can't beat the glorious maximus man!!
because everyone from San Fran is gay
Diet coke comes in a can

I see the light of a thousand worlds explode in your eyes
Make that loser walk the plank
Is it the breath of pollen that tears my eye?
Buy more cheese, fill your fish tank

kill all people who cant drink mystic
and yet I have the bends
The amazing skateboarding' tarantula gone ballistic
cradling the horned egg in flaccid hands

until congenial rivalry fell prey to vanity and pride
and gasping for air is all you can do
Cows moo
talk to me I have a Christmas present for you

Pounds, baby. pounds!
I truly am, I am
And chastise every I am

I will always be standing before you with tongues
let your tongue wander the subtle darkened folds
and bitter like a wine-soaked tongue
ash. a flavor to behold

pisses me off his gums won't stop a flapping'
my head dials earth my head dials earth my head dials earth
for it was his damn toe, that did commit that sin
my circuits are overloaded, but I'll try to do better next time
Education was my calling, the valuable lesson I had to learn
and curse anew at length the thrice-damned nods of Hell!
I think we are in for a long yarn
That you kind of smell
Circumstance
I am a product of a painful past

Of thoughts filled with uncertainty and regret
My great-grandfather saw his mother auctioned
In Georgia on a slave block
His heart was filled with pain and regret
My ancestors were stolen from their homeland Africa
Chained into bondage and held captive
Against their will they surrendered to sin
Slaves were forced into free labor
Their dry cracked hands, bodies cracked and scorn
The sharp thorns of cotton, the cold whip clung to her skin
For two centuries, seasons had come and gone
Slaves felt the burden of being suppressed
Their hearts filled with fear, the sorrow and neglect
Uncertain of the promise of the land of the free
Life to them was a hopeless dream
Some died in humiliation
As a product of the circumstance
For Sale: Baby Shoes; Never Worn
In this journey
I am blessed
to see you smile
to feel loved
to be held
Are the tears of hope
To bring joy
to find happiness
to celebrate life
Are the tears that flow
The glow in your eyes
the warmth of your smile
the grace of your beauty
to give life
to have a child
is the gift you bring
And to give birth to a child
in my life
is a true blessing
Handcuffs
Handcuffs by Angela Brown
Out in this cold, cold world

With nothing to go by but hustling
She is nearly fifteen, had many dreams
With a fifth-grade education
And a bad drug addiction.
What is she left to do?
A heroin affliction a victim of prostitution

And now her belly getting to begin to show
She was kicked out her home with nowhere to go
She can't pay the rent, out in this cold, cold world
She is hungry and all alone, where nowhere to go
Brenda is out homeless and all alone.
Brenda's got a baby coming

And she is a girl with needs
She cannot provide for her baby
And its cold outside, she is stealing
But she hasn't enough to provide
In this cold, cold world

Brenda took a hanger to pull the baby out
Before it was due, she took one look
Wrapped it in a warm cloth
Through it in the trash and left it for dead.
In this cold, cold world

In a mad man's world
Living a lie, so bold, so cold
In a mad man's world.
I Am
I am a woman with needs

Where I am weak I seek retribution.

I have refuge in finding my destiny.

I demand to have respect.
If
If you were a flower,

I would be the seed.
If you were a tree,
I would be the roots.
If you were earth,
I would be the moon.
If you were a cloud,
I would be rain.
If you were a fish,
I would be the sea.
If you were a tear,
I would be the ocean.
Imagery
Eyes wide shut,

I can see the dead caucuses
of ash and dust mites eating at my flesh.
I have become the old tired drunk suicide.
My bones aching and tired
of reasons to move, to communicate,
expand and move on.
Images of decayed rusted and
starving dreams die. I age with desire
of being strong. Weak and tired,
I am holding on. One eye shut,
I can feel the voices
peeling away my flesh,
letting go, holding on,
wanting to be loved.
The voices stitch the seams
of my soul, moving on from the dark
to discover hope.
The trumpets playing
their musical ensemble,
pa pa papaya pa pa, pa pa pa,
pa pa, pa pa. Light pierce through
the wounds of joy.
Echoing sounds before my dreams.
I'm not asleep yet.
We are within a storm
facing a struggle over.
I fail, I rise, I fall, I stand tall.
Practicioner
Women were taught their place is in the home;
It is where men always felt women belonged.
Women were taught to keep quiet;
Let men run things, while in doubt.
Women were taught to have children;
To cook and clean, because they can't make
it alone.
Women learned her worth to men;

When she found her voice within.
She went to school and she redefined her purpose;
She began to work and stayed focus.
She learned to fight for right and wrong;
She learned to her place is where she belonged.
Sobriety of War
I pull! You push!

It's the tug of war
Dodging bullets!
Offence avoiding trenches,
Defense dancing around land mines.
The threat of nuclear?
A surprise! What next?
The A-bomb, missiles and
The father of all bombs?
Muddy water, polluted air and poison gas
Let's pack on sanctions!
The world is building tension
And people are scarce
The smoky, cloudy, smoldering heat
Marks the end of the world.
Statistic
set aside your heat for thorough gradation
Christ, is that a knife in my back?
and wage war on their point-proper diction
monkeys ay! jackals compel me to hack

That lays down the heart; it doth splay
can't beat the glorious maximus man!!
because everyone from San Fran is gay
Diet coke comes in a can

I see the light of a thousand worlds explode in your eyes
Make that loser walk the plank

Is it the breath of pollen that tears my eye?
Buy more cheese, fill your fish tank

kill all people who cant drink mystic
and yet I have the bends
The amazing skateboarding' tarantula gone ballistic

until congenial rivalry fell prey to vanity and pride
and gasping for air is all you can do
Cows moo
talk to me I have a Christmas present for you

Pounds, baby. pounds!
I truly am, I am
And chastise every I am

I will always be standing before you with tongues
let your tongue wander the subtle darkened folds
and bitter like a wine-soaked tongue
ash. a flavor to behold

pisses me off his gums won't stop a flapping'
my head dials earth my head dials earth my head dials earth
for it was his damn toe, that did commit that sin
my circuits are overloaded, but I'll try to do better next time

Education was my calling, the valuable lesson I had to learn
and curse anew at length the thrice-damned nods of Hell!
I think we are in for a long yarn
That you kind of smell
Truce
If I were to tell you

what someone told me,
I might miss a detail or two.
I hold inside broken dreams,
broken lies,
broken promises I step aside.
Black and white
Im rage, love and hate
like two birds in a bush.
With all the rage and madness
What am I left to do.
Thoughts of suicide,
race through my mind
from time to time
I am racing time.
Black and white
I heard the rumors
A thousand times
I am not going nowhere,
I break down in cry.
My tears flowing
into the river of life.
Black on white
building blocks of promise
we live in fear
danger is near.
Black and white
I'm afraid of the dark
I cannot trust
I do not know
this course of history.
Black and white
have become the colors
no one understands.
we are in troubled waters
pointing at words of blame
at one another
waiting in the waters of pain
you are hating me
I am not like you
I am hating you
You don't know me
well enough to spread
those rumors.
Black and white
in all hatred
love and war
the rumors spread
got our feelings hurt,
by the words being shared
in truth and dare,
we are both confused
and unaware,
we failed to forgive
we dared to learn to channel our hate
in goodness and health
we build these walls
we made these walls
we become these walls
we tear down these walls
we rise, we fall
life is not a game
we love, we hate
one in the same
I must define my purpose
with the words needed to say
letting go
Unlawful Arrest
Why can't things change?
I am a witness to young kid dying, without a chance

That child is our sons murdered without due cause
Unable to fight back stray bullets aimed killing his heart
To be gunned down marked invalid on dark streets
Is it because our cries are not heard?
I saw the young man dying without resisting arrest

On the streets of disparity where laws are unjust
The young man is one in one community of peers
The harsh reality of blaming politics, hate is killing our kids
Is our community to blame?
A stray bullet piercing at the heart of a brother

A deadly choke hold, a man took his last breath
A sniper took his life with a bullet to his head
A deadly assassin murdered a boy execution style
Am I to blame?
And we all fall
Vote
Not all countries have the right to vote,

So they protest are slaughtered on the
Street. The people they want to vote in
Office are murdered. People placed in jail
and people are scared. People fear
that not every vote matters. The elections
are not fair as if no one cares. The candidate of
your choice never had a chance,
because the voting booths were rigged.
Another one wins and who was selected,
by popular vote and underreported.
Casing your vote was taken away because hope
To having new man is blown away.
Voting
If it were his words;

I heard them,
But failed to listen.
If it were his antics;
I took for granted,
Because I did not understand.
If it were his demeanor

I accepted it,
Because I failed to pay attention.
If it were his lies;

I believed it,
Because it looked promising.
If it were his arrogance;

I supported it,
Because it was domineering.
If it were his absurdity;

I ignored it,
Because his words seemed credible.
If I neglected to see reality;

I took him at his word;
And now I am paying for it.
What's Up
What's Happening?
What's Up with Us?
What's Going down?
What do you do with a broken heart?
I do not know how it came to this.
My heart opened, exist to resist.
My sanity has drawn the line.
Love and hate, my love is color blind.
Wrong skin, wrong color, wrong gender
I have this problem.
The problem nearly killed him.
Afraid to walk in his shadow,
with the idea of being afraid.
Wrong colors, wrong skin, wrong age,
wrong gender. Afraid of loving him.
I should be crazy to love this man.
I thought, I should have been the one,
before me, before I leave,
with him telling me,
love lost its meaning,
loved divided us, defined us,
destroyed us.
I should have been the one,
telling him who I am,
who I will to be,
will to be strong, feelings I do not belong,
I do not know why love hurts so bad.
Scandalous walls divide us, deny us, hide us.
raped, my identity stolen, my heart broken.
Eliminate the pain inside,
when you took my child,
I want to die,
My last will gone, wrong,
done might cost me
my life. Ice me, slice me.
Burn me eternally. an inferno of love.
What do you do with a broken heart?

I do not know how it came to this.
My heart opened exist to resist.
My sanity has drawn the line.
Love and hate, my love is color blind.
A Child View on War
Daddy went off to war one day

To play the big boy games
And fight the countless enemies
Who also have no names.
While I sat and played outside
And mommy baked her pies
I said to my little playmates
'My daddy will not die.
Hell fight the ones who want to take
Our freedoms and our dreams
Hes going to blast those commies,
Though I dont know what that means.'
But Daddys strong, hell survive,
My Mommy told me so.
So I was brave and did not cry
When he said he had to go.
My mother told me once again,
That Daddy would not die,
So I gave him a smile to carry
When we had to say goodbye.
I was right, but oh, so wrong,
To think he would not die
Because although he still walks and talks
Theres nothing in his eyes.
When Daddy came back, he looked the same
And hugged and kissed my head
But soon I knew his heart was gone
His love for me was dead.
This Vietnam, that he went to
Was oh, so far away
And while he did his duty there
I learned how to pray.
Lord, please bring my daddy home,
And keep him safe at night,
And if its dark and cold outside
Give him warmth and light.
What I should have prayed instead was this:
Lord, protect my Daddys heart,
And dont let the war hes fighting
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Tear his soul apart.
Yes, Daddy went off to war one day
Mommy said he would not die
But that was not completely true,
Cause now hes dead inside.
A Child's Love
Behold creature tenderly I've spoken

More precious than any worldly possession
Your beauty is as angelic as a fairy
Watching you soar above the heaven
Thoughts of joy, nurtures my soul
You are the light that radiates life
Seeing you mature, makes me very proud
As you adapt to the challenges in life
You are a pantomime of eulogy
And a procurer of life
I have a lot to learn from your innocence
You are the reason love has touched my heart
A child who is as sweet as sugar
Whose heart is bigger than life
Your love is more precious than any treasure
The gifts you give is the only reason I live
A Fallen Soldier
I view the world

At attention.
I fight as
An exception
To the rule.
I find purpose
in defending
Our country.
Not knowing
the outcome
of being judged.
I have a voice
in this war
Its my calling,
And I reply
Unmatched, unchanged.
My affiliation
Is enlisted
to a nation
Of soldiers
Giving back
with respect
unconditionally stated
In war and in peace
I stand tall
I fight brave
My voice heals
My is heard
I am soldier,
I am a retired veteran,
I am a U.S. scout
A Mother's Love
Your beauty is spellbound

There is no one in the world like you
You are the only person I know who has been there even
when I am blue,
Your beauty is unspoken
You are a kind gentle person who gives from her heart
Your generosity is respected by the ones who love you most.
Your beauty is breathless
With all the things you share
It is a token of your love that you show how much you care.
There are times I wanted more in life
But I was misguided by distractions
I had not understood the value of your affection.
I have come to understand
That you are spirit that lies within
Who has taught me the importance of how to love
Starts from within.
There is no way in this world, I would trade a Mom like you
Because the love for me that you have shared
Has meant a lot to me.
A Resolution
Yet deterred, by fate alone Many questionable conclusions,

theories, details Yet
to determine who is the blame A resolution, only to retroact
an opposition Yet to
insist the muddied possibility for change
A Retired Teacher
Think of how time passes

The winter splinters
The summer heat
The spring showers
The fall breeze
Many days, many months, many years have passed
From every concept, from every skill, and from every lesson
taught
Through a students gaze or a professors eyebrow of
surprise
Each moment we share has been a learning experience.
There are opportunities lost and found
Students graduate
A professor retires
And they leave to pursue their dreams.
As time passes there remains unfinished work
The friendships that bond
The conversations we share
For those times that we have shown we cared.
And for this bitter sweet memory
We must always reflect
On all these things
With an element of respect.
A Used Book
Forever and ever, their arrogance

of repressed thoughts
Disappearing in
And out of insanity
No one cares to understand
the poverty of words
A line, a phrase, or expression
Symbols turn unto stone
Stones turn unto ashes
Ashes turn unto dust
Words vanish and reappear
Amongst the wells of thought
Smoke signals self-destruct for decades
While isolated from inclusion
Words die quietly of starvation
From the very wisdom
That control our lives
And the knowledge
We need to unify our souls
From the familiar words
I used to know
Alone in The Night
I know no thirst, behind this peace of mind

No familiar faces, behind this peace of mind
Abandoned trust, behind this peace of mind
Broken, death will come someday
Ill-exposed by all the lies told
Words of informality ill-imagined delusions
There must be a better place in this world
To heal the pain I now feel inside
A place where solitude solicits my tears
Solicits my fears of being touched
Not by thoughts, I felt I loved once inside
Deeply hidden rage holds a place dear to my heart
I've been raped
Alone in the night
My innocence exercises,
The pain, the fears, the tears I share
Holds a dangerous place inside
Ready to explode...
Chorus:
I know no thirst, behind this peace of mind
No familiar faces, behind this peace of mind
Abandoned trust, behind this peace of mind
Broken, death will come someday
Hit by the bearer of my roots
No way
It came unexpected, an intrusion
I never wanted to hide
I never invited you to walk on the idea
I wanted you to have me
No not this, not like this
The memory of your breath
The heat from inside
Scatter thoughts of dead faces
Moldering imprints in my mind...
Your voice
Your laugh
Your love for me
Have become the stones of sin...
Alone in the night.
The memories of love
Are of naked dreams
That wiped away my innocence
What was of us
Does not matter, of love...
Nothing to do, but take my morning pill
And when sunrise comes
I'll be going another direction
Without meaning, words have said its last good bye...
Alone
I hide the pain
Censorship
Advocating Speech
Is life itself
Life is difficult without words
The presence of a voice
Carries on as a reminder
Of emerging thoughts
Thought remains unpinned
From aggression
I am the voice of
Advocating hope
From restriction
I am the voice of
Promoting peace
My voice demands justice
To be respected
My voice demands justice
To want dignity
I act in
Defiance to unkind difference
I act in
Response to unkempt change
My voice is a criminal of self-thought
Darkness is the impunity of silence
Speaking up is a right
I have something to say
Speaking out is a right
I have something to say
My voice cannot be wasted
I have the right to be heard
Flags Over South

One by one
Against the odds
One on one
Against the odds
They come by the dozens
One by one
We do not know to follow
One by one
Yet we do not always reason
One by one
One by one we come to understand
Flags over south
Oh, Confederate flag
Flying guanine winds,
Rooted in shame
Beyond all reasons
Out of pity and pain
A flag that cries
In the broken air
Flown shamefully
Out of sorrow and deceit
It represents memories of terror
Stones of unmarked graves
Unforgotten memories of our past
Once removed from blame
The time has changed
The anger remains
With unsought questions asked
For its vein purpose
Of painful ignorance
Thought I should change
Of deception and of tier
Of American values
Thought I would change
The hate and regret
Thought I could change
American values
The Confederate flag flies
In history in vein
History must not be
Taken for granted
For all its worth
One by one
Give Them the Reason
Give me the Reason

Give me the reason, to free my mind
And in my heart, I want to be free
I want to be free, free, free
Lets Rock and roll
You took the best of me
Every second, every minuet,
The best time of our lives
The joy of warm memories remain inside
The times of missing knowing grieving love
Words lost eternally remain deep in my mind
When time becomes a bitter distance
Words follow our hearts with meaning
Give me the will, to follow my heart
I want to be free, I want to be free
To drift away, free, free, free
Bring back the rhythm of Rock and Roll
And drift away
Free every minuet, every second,
Every moment shared
Your blank stare was not fair
The times our eyes met
The feel of your warm touch
The sweetness of your breath
I deserve, I want to be free, free, free
And drift away
Needing you, wanting you,
The moment, our time, the passion inside
The memories won't let go, Us holding hands
The best time of our lives, holding on
Give me the reason, to free my soul
I don't want to let go, of letting go
I want to hold on, to free my soul
Let love drift away
I want to be free, free, free
And drift away, and drift away
Want to drift away, away, free, free, free
Momma
No matter if your down and blue

And you fear you will never make it
Dry your eyes, wipe your tears
Momma loves you
The times you fear you're all alone
And doubt you can make it on your own
Believe that there is someone who really cares
Momma loves you
When they spit at you and call you names
And you fear that you're the one to blame
You must be comfortable within your own skin
And find the strength from within
Believe that you are special
Momma loves you
When you doubt that youre not good enough
And you feel weak and insecure
You're are not the blame for others ignorance
Hold your head up
Momma loves you
When voices tell you that you don't belong
You got that feeling you are treated wrong
Don't stop, fight for what is right
Place your faith in God follow the light
And always remember what Momma says
Be happy with who you are by being true to yourself
And never forget where in life you go
You are not alone, because,
Momma loves you
Mother
Touched by an angelic figurine, Mothers soul will travel in

space. The intimacy of
our relationship is unfounded. The fluid that slithers in water
underneath my feet
Is the energy generated from a Mothers love. It is the love
that surpasses time.
My love for her will clasp the sun, while the weight of life
measures to exist within
the galaxy above. Our relationship will always remain with
good reason, for she
is the pendulum of hope, I aspire.
Mother
To hold you in my arms
To feel your breath
To breathe every breath
With every beat of your heart
To know you are living
I am not worthy, I regret
Not knowing who you are
Not knowing who you've become
Not holding you close
Not letting you go
Not feeling your warmth
Not feeling your touch
I don't want you to hate me
With the stories told
I'm with you always
Hope is a mystery
And its not what it seems
Not what life is meant to be
Dreams fly away in the storm
When everything you had is gone
A light flickers in the night
Promises become un-kept secrets
That hunt you from the past
And everything is taken for granted
You stop loving yourself
You call out
And no one listens
No one dares to care
And you are all alone
Without a care in the world
Love is that matters most
Not until all is said and gone
You begin to learn
Behind every relationship
Losing a child is lost forever
My Daddy
My Dad is a one of a kind Dad

A man compassionate about life
As leader in the black community,
I followed his ideas and value his opinion.
Dad has a strong, positive guidance
His idea on life is to get an education.
My Dad always took the time to listen
Being careful that I make my own decisions.
Dad had a set of objectives that led the way
It is by choice, that I am more independent.
My Dad is the man, who has influenced me truly
To be a strong voice and a procurer of my dreams.
My Reason for Writing
I'm not quitting, no not me

I'm not to give up on my dreams
Some try to stop me with their please
But I just keep, keeping on
Keep, keeping on...I write
A lone survivor
I been trying to cope with this disease
Isnt got no cause or reason, to breath
Every time flash backs from the past
Disturbed, I feel the heat
Disturbed, I hear their cries
I am absorbed with mania throb inside
Thoughts of suicide cross my mind
And I holler, cry out, scream
Mad at myself without reason
The thoughts of holding back are true
Why am I always feeling blue
Can't stop from wanting more to do
I'd been coping with my disease
It's been hard trying to please
All the people out there
Don't know me
Don't choose to care
I'm wasting time
And it's not fair to me
To have to live this way
Trying to keep my sanity
Threats of locking me in prison
Every day is a new day
A new hope
A new way of life
And no, not I'm not given up
I'm keep, keep, keeping on...I write
A lone survivor
To all the mess stirred out there
folks will lie and cheat
Try to take you for everything
There are better things
I know out there, I know just because I care
Just make a wish to God
And find yourself
And make the most out of your life
Keep, keeping on
Keep, dreamlining
Hold on to your dreams
I'm a survivor, a lonely survivor
Schizophrenia am not go tie me down
I'm a survivor, keep, keep keeping on...I write
A lone survivor
I've been dealing with avoiding thoughts
They'll try excuses to say you are ill in
Try to say youre crazy for living
But it's your life, hold on to your dreams
Trying to stay focused on what I've got
Trying to stay cool with life
By making a difference as I strive
Keeping busy, Better things to do
Than wishing things can change
And I'm not through
I'm staying in school
To make a difference
I write my thoughts
To reveal my voice
I read, I do I act for choice
cause it's my way of giving back
cause no I won't turn back
I'm a survivor...I write
A lone survivor
No, not given up
No, not given up
No, not given up
Hey out there
Lost in the crowd
I'm writing this song
Just for you
Keep, keeping on
Don't let go
Keep, Keeping on
Hold on, hold on
Maya Angelou
Keep, Keeping on
Nikki Giovanni
Keep, Keeper on
Angela Brown
Keep, Keeper on
Alicia Keys
Keep, Keeper on
Peace out
Movement
It depends on how you see it

How you view it, how you perceive it
It is what you make of it
The reality of the truth in it
Is it the means of how it is partaken
Or maybe it is how an identity is mistaken
In how it is viewed in the media
Profiled to profanity
Reasons of insanity
That dictate immortality for death
And the surreal images of sobriety
In reality people are dying
People are crying
People are denying the truth
Of racial profiling is killing our race
People are protesting
Against police brutality
Of man slaughtering
Within decades in our communities
Some see it
Some don't believe in it
Some deny it as just cause
But to be perceived as a movement
Of immorality, a formality of reasons
To be recognized with negative sobriety
Of judgment that is deterrent of reasons
To be misunderstood for what some conceive
Labeled as ignorance in our streets
NWA of ignorance if you know the difference
Its no different than on the streets than now
Same protest, but its all good
As we know it as incognizant to relevance
The life of a black man on the streets
Is a procurement to industrialized slavery
Words learned before our time
Circumstance
Why am I a product of circumstance?

Im not red, yellow or brown!
I for being dark has no grounds.
When people see me they think Im stupid,
Because they see me as being different.
I live in a world using biased names
Calling me winch, baboon and Miss Thang
Heifer, cow and stiff,
Mongrel, roach and think Im a bitch.
I feel I am a product of circumstance!

I have no control over what is said
In a word divided by words mislead.
I feel that no lives matter
When people judge me by a color.
Confused by the state of life I live in
A word where women are misrepresented.
A woman is worth more and she demands some respect.
She should not be a victim of circumstance.
In the Mix
Its going down, Im throwing down;
Im coming fast, feeling hard, for what its worth;
Im talking trash, moving left to right back at your ass;
I dont procrastinate, words fascinate you as words flow.
Im fresh, I digress, I express!

Liken it, killing it, expelling skills, analyze this
Liven against ills, I dispel words I spill;
Im hitting it, missing it, ditching it.
Lyrically in admission, in detention, in attention,

Im not confessing, its my profession, words of expression,
Words so fresh, I express with fines, killing this,
Holding it down, expelling with sound, blowing words loud.
I spit out rhymes, Im so fly, and I dont lie

The words I spit, is killing it, making hits!
Records are spinning, words are spilling, and dice are
spinning,
As Im progressing, Im not digressing, Im assessing.
Im out
Born In the USA
There are biases within race and culture

we are blinded by looks and divided by stature.
To live in any place is not safe on the streets

we are always competing with special needs.
In my culture we represent one color
we come from many breeds of power.
We speak different dialects of English

language is what defines us on the streets.
We are Americano, Black Indians and Africanas
we are islanders, Latinos and Japananos.
Because we are different, we are not treated the same

defining a common ground so we tend to stray.
Coming from different backgrounds is a problem
as we argue and fight in a music album.
Our cultural environment is how we represent

it is what defines us in how we exist.
I Am a Poet
I'm not quitting, no not me

I'm not to give up on my dreams
Some try to stop me with their please
But I just keep, keeping on
Keep, keeping on...I write
A lone survivor
I been trying to cope with this disease
Isnt got no cause or reason, to breath
Every time flash backs from the past
Disturbed, I feel the heat
Disturbed, I hear their cries
I am absorbed with mania throb inside
Thoughts of suicide cross my mind
And I holler, cry out, scream
Mad at myself without reason
The thoughts of holding back are true
Why am I always feeling blue
Can't stop from wanting more to do
I'd been coping with my disease
It's been hard trying to please
All the people out there
Don't know me
Don't choose to care
I'm wasting time
And it's not fair to me
To have to live this way
Trying to keep my sanity
Threats of locking me in prison
Every day is a new day
A new hope
A new way of life
And no, not I'm not given up
I'm keep, keep, keeping on...I write
A lone survivor
To all the mess stirred out there
folks will lie and cheat
Try to take you for everything
There are better things
I know out there, I know just because I care
Just make a wish to God
And find yourself
And make the most out of your life
Keep, keeping on
Keep, dreamlining
I'm a survivor, a lonely survivor
Schizophrenia am not go tie me down
I'm a survivor, keep, keep keeping on...I write
A lone survivor
I've been dealing with avoiding thoughts
They'll try excuses to say you are ill in
Try to say youre crazy for living
But it's your life, hold on to your dreams
Trying to stay focused on what I've got
Trying to stay cool with life
By making a difference as I strive
Keeping busy, Better things to do
Than wishing things can change
And I'm not through
I'm staying in school
To make a difference
I write my thoughts
To reveal my voice
I read, I do I act for choice
cause it's my way of giving back
cause no I won't turn back
I'm a survivor...I write
A lone survivor
No, not given up
No, not given up
No, not given up
Hey out there
Lost in the crowd
I'm writing this song
Just for you
Keep, keeping on
Don't let go
Keep, Keeping on
Hold on, hold on
Maya Angelou
Keep, Keeping on
Nikki Giovanni
Keep, Keeper on
Angela Brown
Keep, Keeper on
Alicia Keys
Keep, Keeper on
Peace out
The Red War
No, I did not expect to die

A one-shot blow to the head
A loaded gun cocked right at me
I lay in bloody streets of hate
Foreshadowing the danger
I was held against my will
Of so many lives at stake
I denounce the fear of hate
Why can we not negotiate
The horror that repeats
Time and time again
Boys with toy guns
Bang, bang
When will it all end.
Japan were our allies in WWII

They bombed Pearl Harbor
A threat to surrounding nations
North Korea were communist
America feared
I held my arms up
Told to get down on my knees
As a revolver pointed at me
I was not welcome here
I was frisked at this moment
Hands clasped behind head
Legs forced apart
I had been mistaken
For identity fraud
It was against my will
In a war I tried to avoid.
Korea divided left and right

Bowing heads, ashamed mercifully
A lot is at risk of having nuclear war
Abominate, eliminate
Conquer the eastern world
Hold up, control, take over
Live or die, hold or pass
And the threat of red
Policing the world
We Build These Walls
Why do we build these walls?

To infiltrate with hate
To separate us from unity
To divide our fate
We build these Great Walls
To protect us from uncertainty
To alienate us from defining our purpose
To secure our borders from inclusion
Or do we build great walls

To develop trust
Or do we construct walls
Used to separate us
Are there really prototypes

That cause a domestic threat?
Bringing gangs of drug lords
That are killing our race?
Are these prototypes amongst us?

Work twice as hard as some
And earning less
Looking for a better life
With health insurance?
These great walls we build
Are used to control immigration from entry
Used to develop construction of uncertainty
An intrusion for allowing illegal entry
Will the border walls be deployed as a myth?

That to some it seems deemed to exist
A means to incarcerate humanity
The great wall of Mexico

The wonder of the world
The Female Monument
I hold the torch of humility, whose fearless flame is tired and

weak
I seek a better life living in poverty of grief
Ashamed of the sobriety of being held captive of my dreams
I am the barrier of denial that took away my pride
Pride to live in a free society
I hold this torch in honor of a dream

I honor those who rest before me
This torch represents exploitation of selfless pride
The humiliation of human dignity
From those who died for its symbol freedom
This torch represents the fear of gallant chains

The division of a wrath of content and indignation
that now plagues our nation with riots and protest in the
streets
I am afraid that the torch I hold in valor

Whose flame will come to cease forever
The light will flicker desolate in distant lands
That this monument of god will cry many tears

Fight many riots, shed many tears, meekly
for the common good of humans
This great statue of liberty, a symbol of the free
Who accepts many immigrants, poor and weak?
Will become inhumane, ashamed in pity
And the liberty that we once knew is only a dream
Make America Great
Do you know the meaning of the word "N"

Did history divide us because of our skin?
Greatness begins from within by character

Not by the color of the skin
But by what is inside of him
And from of his talents, skills, and knowledge,
Where does the battle of innocence begin?

Does that mean I can no longer have different race friends?
I no longer have the personal freedom to dream?
I bottle up feelings of being mistreated?
When a child calls me a "Niger"

He believes I am inferior
When a child is taught to hate himself
The parents and teachers wage wars
That teaches kids racial ignorance
What makes a man better is
when he learns to find his purpose
Not to be judged by the skin he is in
Nor to be treated wrong because he is different
Man fails to understand what he does not know

Life experience gives a child a chance to grow
When a child loses his self-esteem
He loses his will to live
Teaching hate causes illness

People can die from mental illness
Teaching to forgive and love each other
Begins with love coming from within
Walk of Faith
Times are hard
An everyday struggle to exist
Often I turn to God, I trust as my friend
I pray to God, for inner strength
I need to fight to stay alive
I fight to turn from Sin
I see darkness in doubt
I feel love in my heart
I am weak within my soul to forgive
I have problems to solve
Life is not always fair
Sometimes in doubt, I am unaware
I'm uncertain, it's human to make mistakes
In dark alleys, I don't know what path to take
I ask God am I right or wrong
To live my life this way
I pray to stay strong
I face rejection and conflict on making decisions
I face my worst fear of failing, I'm in remission
Time and time again, I fall and I rise
I shed my last tears before I die
Suffering from the agony of pain that rest inside
I turn to God to ask for guidance to decide
From committing suicidal thoughts
I hide the pain of regret inside
I need God's love in my life, I cannot deny
I know I need love I cannot lie
To calm the rapid waters that protrude inside
I fall on cobbled stones of regret
To heal the pain I feel of neglect
I turn to God to heal and find purpose
To understand who I am and where I stand
To find more faith in God, I am
For God is the keeper of my soul
And the temperament of fate
I walk with God, by my side
On this walk of faith
Baby Shoes
In this journey
I am blessed
to see you smile
to feel loved
to be held
Are the tears of hope
To bring joy
to find happiness
to celebrate life
Are the tears that flow
The glow in your eyes
the warmth of your smile
the grace of your beauty
to give life
to have a child
is the gift you bring
And to give birth to a child
in my life
is a true blessing
We Build These Walls

Why do we build these walls?
To infiltrate with hate
To separate us from unity
To divide our fate
We build these Great Walls

To protect us from uncertainty
To alienate us from defining our purpose
To secure our borders from inclusion
Or do we build great walls

To develop trust
Or do we construct walls
Used to separate us
Are there really prototypes

That cause a domestic threat?
Bringing gangs of drug lords
That are killing our race?
Are these prototypes amongst us?

Work twice as hard as some
And earning less
Looking for a better life
With health insurance?
These great walls we build

Are used to control immigration from entry
Used to develop construction of uncertainty
An intrusion for allowing illegal entry
Will the border walls be deployed as a myth?

That to some it seems deemed to exist
A means to incarcerate humanity
The great wall of Mexico

The wonder of the world
Negro
Do you know the meaning of the word "N?



Does this mean I lose my right to vote?

Does this mean I lose me right fair education?
Does this mean I lose my right to have a voice?
Does this mean I no longer have access to public facilities?
Does this take away my right to assembly?
Does this deny my right to have a free trial?
Does this exclude me from having a dream?

What makes a man better is?



To cope and work with each other
Is what makes this a greater nation
Move on Live on
Ode to Mississippi, I think of you
Mississippi River as vast as the eyes can see
Spread your arms out to me
Reach out to me tenderly.
Salty water, clear and pure

Healing the wound of regret
Forgiving souls of neglect
I dream of you touching me
Holding me near peacefully.
I dream of Vicksburg, Mississippi peacefully

of riveting calm tides of Sweat man, Mississippi
These words, these lines, mystic rivers
peaceful waters, of Meridian, Mississippi
Of the deep blue river, I dare to dream.
Mississippi, I think of you

With arms stretched out
as far as the naked eyes can see
From the swamps of Louisiana
To the banks of Mississippi
With gazing eyes watching over me.
Many have journeyed through this path

Some souls were blessed
Some hearts were found
some souls felt the warmth
From the river of faith
What I speak of.
Mississippi, when I think of you

I fast asleep, I begin to dream
and in its image, I have of you
Is the lyrics of hope and love
that dreams are meant to be
made of.
Old Mississippi Song
Ode to Mississippi, I think of you

Mississippi River as vast as the eyes can see
Spread your arms out to me
Reach out to me tenderly.
Salty water, clear and pure

Healing the wound of regret
Forgiving souls of neglect
I dream of you touching me
Holding me near peacefully.
I dream of Vicksburg, Mississippi peacefully

of riveting calm tides of Sweat man, Mississippi
These words, these lines, mystic rivers
peaceful waters, of Meridian, Mississippi
Of the deep blue river, I dare to dream.
Mississippi, I think of you

With arms stretched out
as far as the naked eyes can see
From the swamps of Louisiana
To the banks of Mississippi
With gazing eyes watching over me.
Many have journeyed through this path

Some souls were blessed
Some hearts were found
some souls felt the warmth
From the river of faith
What I speak of.
Mississippi, when I think of you

I fast asleep, I begin to dream
and in its image, I have of you
Is the lyrics of hope and love
that dreams are meant to be
made of.
Hot Comb
Saturday night,
Mom washed my hair
Deeply conditioned
She wrapped a hot towel
Over my head
and blow dried my hair
with a comb and a brush
Mom took the time to part my hair
piece by piece she would grease my scalp
section by section she rubbed the grease in
With weak tired hands
Early in the wee hours

of Sunday morning before church
I sat in the hot kitchen
Next to the stove burner
With balls of sweat rolling down my cheek
As Mom took hot comb
From off the burner fire
Held the wooden handle
and pulled the hot comb
through my thick cotton like hair
my thick nappy negro hair
section by section she greased the hair
before burning each strand straight
Until the ends would flip in the air
like I was born with good hair
Mom would pull my hair back
and comb it into a pony tail
I wore ribbons down south
the ribbon with a bow
part of Mississippi culture
with my white Sunday dress
Black patent leather shoes
and white gloves
I was prepared for church
In preparations to meet God
Rap
a good rap song

carries a beat
foot tapping
fingers snapping
it is all about the base
about the base
and the drums
rap lyrics are behind the phrase

do not understand the street language
most know the words to re-phrase
rap is broken down knowledge

of ghetto blues
mixed with underground hip hop
Reggie, soul, and r & b tunes
talking all the jive
with an attitude of street poems
you can feel because you relate to it
keeping the words real
rap is our strength

the voice of the people
knowledge is power
a spoken word poem recited
to Reggie, soul, jazz, and r & b tunes
rap is the word up

straight out of the hood
rap, the wisdom of words
rap, words of peace
rap, the words of poetry
about our people good rap song
carries a beat
foot tapping
fingers snapping
it is all about the base
about the base
and the drums
rap lyrics are behind the phrase

do not understand the street language
most know the words to re-phrase
rap is broken down knowledge

of ghetto blues
mixed with underground hip hop
Reggie, soul, and r & b tunes
talking all the jive
with an attitude of street poems
you can feel because you relate to it
keeping the words real
rap is our strength

the voice of the people
knowledge is power
a spoken word poem recited
to Reggie, soul, jazz, and r & b tunes
rap is the word up

straight out of the hood
rap, the wisdom of words
rap, words of peace
rap, the words of poetry
about our people
Make America Great

Do you know the meaning of the word "N"



What makes a man better is


Our Hips
Edit
Much homage to our hips

hips that did not give in
Lipton tea, Kool-Aid, lemonade
was the sin I live in
hips stuffed with gin
fried pork chops, fried okra
proud of the skin I'm in
turnip greens with turnips
hot water cornbread is the beauty it holds
season fried chicken and lima beans
fried green tomatoes, cream corn
and rice pudding potato fries
images of smiles and laughs
races of people ancestors proud
fried fish, skillet corn bread, and spaghetti
mac and cheese, red beans and rice
secrets of my babies taken from me
and stolen dreams from my past
I hold on to broken memories
of being misunderstood
rumors tease and hold on
are no good
the ancestors singing
the legacy stands
with the Lord above
holding my hand
my hips is the Mississippi river
that holds the water down deep
that keeps me going my heart pumping
from regret holding on tearing me down
where the summer kept me from harm
my hips taunt freely with grace and pride
race of women who could have died
while giving birth erased, removed from regret
much homage to our hips
of sweet nectar that breeds
a race of fine men and women
babies that add to the family legacy
I grasp my hips in solitude
of emotions and of pride
my ancestors gave before me
my hips are grandma's hips
mamma hips, auntie's hips
great gamma hips, nieces hips
cousins hips that say please
take it easy don't tease me
but please our hips with
the Lord blessing us with
hips that give birth to a nation
Must be the Music
16-inch records
8 track tapes
cassettes and Cd'
The sound of music played
on my high-fi recording machine
I was 6 years old
listening to Aeron Navel
'Siting on the Dock of the Bay'
played Marvin Gaye
could sing every word
'Let's get it on'
was the word on the streets
everyone heard
the records played the Temptations
I knew very well
The sounds of Lionel Richie
was so cool, the Commodores ruled
I remember listening
to Glady's Knight and the Pips
'A Long Way to Georgia'
had come to this
The Soul Sisters had reminded me
the lyrics, 'We are family'
Jimmy Hendrick could play the drums
then there was Aretha Franklin
'Yellow Catalan' and Chaka Khan
would sing 'I feel for you'
and the sound of music played on and on
Gillespie, Davis and B.B. King
listening to the greatest jazz ensemble
I swayed to the sounds of Nat King Cole
played the greatest notes on an album
from Smokey Robinson
I felt the notes as the songs played
I heard every word
of Barry White deep voice
of every word said
the music played
Funkadelia tunes stood in my head
my imagination would play a tune
I listened to Pattie Label sing on and on
the rhyme and rhythm of Marvin Gaye
as it played with my moods
I closed my eyes to the Stylistics
I opened my heart Robbie Jackson
as I fell in love with old school music
the voices in my head silenced
as I listened to Miles Davis play on and on
I listened to the old school sounds
as the music played on and on
Old School
16-inch records
8 track tapes
cassettes and Cd'
The sound of music played
on my high-fi recording machine
I was 6 years old
listening to Aeron Navel
'Siting on the Dock of the Bay'
played Marvin Gaye
could sing every word
'Let's get it on'
was the word on the streets
everyone heard
the records played the Temptations
I knew very well
The sounds of Lionel Richie
was so cool, the Commodores ruled
I remember listening
to Glady's Knight and the Pips
'A Long Way to Georgia'
had come to this
The Soul Sisters had reminded me
the lyrics, 'We are family'
Jimmy Hendrick could play the drums
then there was Aretha Franklin
'Yellow Catalan' and Chaka Con
would sing 'I feel for you'
and the sound of music played on and on
Gillespie, Davis and B.B. King
listening to the greatest jazz ensemble
I swayed to the sounds of Nat King Cole
played the greatest notes on an album
from Smokey Robinson
I felt the notes as the songs played
I heard every word
of Barry White deep voice
of every word said
the music played
Funkadelia tunes stood in my head
my imagination would play a tune
I listened to Pattie Label sing on and on
the rhyme and rhythm of Marvin Gaye
as it played with my moods
I closed my eyes to the Stylistics
I opened my heart Robbie Jackson
as I fell in love with old school music
the voices in my head silenced
as I listened to Miles Davis play on and on
I listened to the old school sounds
as the music played on and on
Girlfriend
you wore large hoop earrings
and platform shoes
plaid gauchos
a white shirt with a butterfly collar
standing at the corner
sucking on a lollipop
you bought at the candy lady
in the hood, it's all good
'singing we are family'
the girls were blood sisters
with a bad attitude about life
and candy doll shoes
you wore twisted braids
hair lightly pressed
with a long bang
baby hair neatly meshed
girls hung out
speaking of good old times
dreaming of boyfriends
on the corner singing old school rhymes
boy playing a boom box
playing Shake conn rhymes
I'm feeling you, cause I love you'
the poetry echoes in the girl's minds
Luther Vandross reminds me
of the very first time
the first boy I kissed
how he held me in his arm
I reminisce, our lips pressed
how he touched my heart
I fell in love
To My Man
You say I am not shit

That I am not about nothing
After years of trying to make the relationship work
All of you sudden you say you don't want me
You don't need me
You want to leave me
I'm trying to understand why I'm not good enough
Was I to blame through your verbal abuse
I believed in you and all the things you said and did
The warm memories of your touch, how you held me
I was trying to work things out
And you used every excuse to not love me
How I loved you as the father of my child
I wanted to go for walks in the park
Eating at a restaurant
Spending time with you at a movie
You could only find the time to fuck me
I was confused when we made love that you loved me
Your kind words 'you looking good'
Your kind words 'you are fine to me'
You held the door for me
You offered to pull my seat
You were there to help me
In my time of need
I trusted you as a friend
You never paid me to have sex
You were there to confront me
In my time of need
I was the one who gave you money for your divorce
I was the one you came to cry to when things werent
working
I was the one who cared to build your self-esteem
I was the one who help you follow your dream
She wanted you to steal for her
I remember you said if it happen to you it could me too
I wrote you letters in prison and paid your bail
She ran off with all your money, left your wallet dry
Of a bad relationship with a broken heart
We lost a few babys , by rumors designed to hurt
I felt the pain, the regret, the hurt
Of having my babies taken from us
We had an insecure love
Of those who came between us
I loved you more than life itself
The key to a bad relationship,
Is a broken heart
To forgive is more painful
Than to feel the neglect
That one you loved never felt your affection
You hate me now that I walked out
The things you hate me for now
Were the things that kept our love true
Only I was always too immature for you
I could not express how I felt
You were more experience than I was
In communication we needed to work things through
You had other women attracted to you
I was worried about losing you
You made me feel loved
I felt good inside
I changed my ways
Crazy over you, in so many ways
I became a better person
Having you present in my life
Has made a difference
Baby I would wish you to do the same
Now that your gone our separate ways
I needed a man in my life to pave the way
It pays to be nice to someone
To walk out on love
Never to return
No love don't love nobody no more
Move on Live on, by Poet Angela Brown

I know of cacti
and tumble weeds
The dry summer heat
and the monsoon breeze
Lake Mead, winter drought
Hoover Dam coyotes
and Red Rock wolves
Snow roof cabins
Of Mont Charleston
Sunrise above Lake Mead
The desert sky surrounded
by an oasis of palm trees
The warm spring nights
Sun sets beneath desert sky
of hues of red and yellow highlights
Bright lights and Vegas dreams
And a city that never sleeps
I know a place of a dreary past
Lifelong dreams, of mystery
at the wrong place
at the wrong time
A place of ambition
I, a victim of my own mind
I know a place I gambled on life
To reclaim what was mine
I know a place
I dared to be different
It is a place I lost my mind
I had a dream
And in this place
rests inside of me
The reality of being a poet
Shifting in and out of reason
A delusion hunting me
coming back at me
it was my dream
you are the words
behind the lines of this poem
you are the source
the reasons why I write these words
I know a place where I came from
Where dreams are made from
ambition and a lot of dedication
dream on dream on dream on

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Rebirth

The blood soils the white cotton panties as the blood

What if war was holy

Everywhere I'm turning

When I'm down and out

Sometimes words lost its meaning

Words come hard, in what I meant to say

Words dont seem to come out right

Although I dont know the right words to say

Its the small things about luv

I want you to know

Dont let time pass by

All you have to do is stay

I gave you time

I want you to know

The hardest part

All you have to do is stay

No matter what color

Light skin, dark skin, black skin, no skin

Yellow skin, light skin

Mixed breed, rich negro

One color, one color, one color

I know I love you

I gave you my heart

I know I love you

I sacrificed losing you

I know I love you

I broke down and cried

I'm too fast

I'm apologetically in love

But they got it all wrong

He keeps my eyes starry

I'm apologetically in love

No matter where it takes me

You got issues

HIV and Aids

I stumble with fear living inside as dark closet gay

In a world full of pain and suffering

Every day is a struggle as my condition persist

My sex is mistaken for ineffectual and weak

The fever is broken and the secret is out

The light shines bright,

Trapped into circumstance

It is a land who took in huddled masses;

Life is not fair, people fight wars

We want to change our old ways.

So, we fight wars against our

Born in the USA

There are biases within my race and culture

A kind kid with a slow mind

Hanging out with the cool kids

Caught stealing, gang banging, cheating

And you thought he was real cool

The setbacks hustling crack in debt

Breaking the Rules

set aside your heat for thorough gradation

Christ, is that a knife in my back?

and wage war on their point-proper diction

monkeys ay! jackals compel me to hack

can't beat the glorious maximus man!!

because everyone from San Fran is gay

Diet coke comes in a can

Make that loser walk the plank