Break the chain

NO Justice

This is a old poem and one of my favorite 

There's no justice no peace not as long as our young men are shot and killed in the street, you want to talk about your political views but dude I see right through you as races as they come living in Beverly Hills while I live in the slums, no living in Beverly Hills doesn’t make you A racist but your racial jokes do, running around talking about my Black brother, my Brown brother and my Yellow brother too, you must think I'm A fool to fall for anything you say or do, the people who run this country you call home have been promising my people for years but aint did nothing but in steel fear, the fear to live created A generation of drug dealer's, drug attics and killers, hoe's and tricks all while Uncle Sam and Samba try to f*** us with A big , but remember trix are for kids, I see right through you well abra cadabra I'm coming for you, I drop to my knees and pray for your s...

Break the chain

The Chain are still there, but yet they are invisible, just as tight as they were over 150 years ago, I am not free, I am just stuck in the lie that is the American dream, living out the nightmare of my people, still singing let my people Go! Hypnotized by the Rap music and the cloths, tattoos and the lies that they told, captivated our children and locked away their minds, the system has corrupted us, the decline of our race is right on schedule and we are the destroyers of our self's, is our freedom in vain? Are our ancestors a shamed? They fought for our right but yet we don't even vote, putting a choke hold on our voices with each election, no wonder our kids don't know in which direction, You have to know your pass to no your future, you have to have a beginning to know your end and yes everyone has a sin but ours being when we stopped raising our boys to be men, and there are few fathers and no husbands, Just casualties and baby daddy’s, what have we become? Putting ...

Speech Is Not Free

They call it freedom of speech, yes free to speak of until you step on someone's toes and touches the inner core of their soul and with their words you're exposed to the truth, it's like a noose around your neck slowly tightening the grip and isn't a trip how you can speak the truth but no one listens to you and The very thought of the truth will have the person you're talking too missing the whole point of view and never wanting to speak to you, again, but isn't it a sin to hate your fellow man. So why is it when spit the facts you always trying to attack back like there's no honesty in my words and why is it when you get to the base of the issue everyone tries to hush you mix up your words and try to re adjust you, i guess there just accustom to lies and it's not a surprise to me that they were designed to be robots in their environment I guess it's a requirement to be ignorant in their own minds sense, not having their own mind to speak freely i guess freedom of speech doesn't...

Human Behavior

Poetry follows within me, a poet is what I was Destined to be, putting verbs and nouns together, making sense of this crazy world we exist in, I am bound to make sense of my life span, what a disasters time we live in, children are being executed and excluded from life, while minorities are still fighting for their rights, I guess having a conscience is extinct and it's all nonsense how we think, I think that's why sometimes I sit back and take a drink, to escape the truth and the question of why life is so ruthless, people walking around clueless and everybody has excuses, but the truth is we are all abusive, taking advantage of your fellow man Just trying to get ahead, walking around mindless and spiritually dead, how about instead we feed our souls and enlighten our minds, appreciate the journey that God has prepared for us and let our light shine, because the gifts that He has given to us is finer than wine, so pick up your cup of life and don't be stingy, share with a few an...