JazzJonnae
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Coalhouse says: Nice |
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LP45 says: Nice work jazzjonae.Thanks for sharing. |
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WarriorCarryingWater says: Dope! |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY JazzJonnae
Don’t mind if I offend
You see I don’t mind if I offend. Because too many pretend. Like Black Panther wasn’t the WICC founder. Like the LAPD, Is not just a repeated history. Of black mass killings or black boys, Including the babies that’s just holding toys. Oprah gave out funds for March For Out Lives. You see I don’t mind if I offend. Because what about black lives. Calling out for Christ. Paying the Price. Just to show that our lives mattered. Big heads were silent as America slandered. But I guess it takes the white kid. To get the gig. And get the job done. While black massacre on re-run. Police shooting literally for fun. Twenty times! Twenty times! Twenty times. Shot the man twenty times. Still not labeled as a crime. ... |
Friends (Homage to Whodini)"Friends. How many of us have them?" Took my loyalty for ramsom. Seems like everyone has had some. Like I was playing the Muslim, giving out hot cakes and newspapers. Letting my loyalty be a free favor. Giving it out so loosely. So loosely I had to stop and check me. Giving my energy To a friendship giving me no gravity. Not holding me down And knowingly I stuck around. Giving you the benefit of the doubt. Even when conversations turned as bitter as brussel sprouts. The woes of my darkest business Secretly brought you happiness. Pretending to relate But to tell all you couldn't wait. It was entertainment to you. Shame on you. Played the fool. Blamed me. For trusting so loosely. Faults of my naivete. Friend selection on my insecurity. And plan immaturity. why I spoke so openly. Not one filter stopping me. As you asked for more hungerly . Thought you was trying to get deeper with me. Instead used ya knowledge as weaponry. Pain hurt so bad it killed p... |