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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY JstMadeItUp
Dreamer DeferredAre you a Dreamer? Do you Dream What do you dream of? Dream of Hope Dream of FREEDOM Dream of LOVE. Darkness cannot drive out darkness Only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate Only love can do that A Quotable fact
The house The house The house is on fire Match been lit When was the match lit? Nat with his pulled up boot straps Bible in one hand The other Kerosene Had a dream Colored s Way Black Before Martin Luther King Dred Scott Got caught force fed Repeat Slavery White folx mad History disrobed Who really has Devil Tails So... We still at Civil War Today slaves Trapped in Meth Crack... |
What He SaidI wished upon a star tonight Bald head Haloed Shining bright Praised God For my third eye sight She is my Revolution I didn't want to hold her I wanted to embrace us I didn't want to change her I wanted to grow old In total awe Of every change She inspired in me I didn't want her To look at me in love I wanted her To look at me and know love I didn't want To buy her the world I wanted her To be my world Eye ready Passport stamp chasing Let me travel inherently I didn't see Myself watching her Walk down the aisle My Beautiful Bride to be I saw me Proudly Ready To ever after her Happily See I wished upon a star tonight Bald head Haloed Shining bright Praised God For my third eye sight She is my Revolution Thank God Wishes are prayers For She Is My Confirmation He does answer Prayer... Amen. |
ElegyElegy Stolen Soul Death comes Like serpent venom No anecdote To cope with hopeless Lives lost Cost High price paid Laid to rest Gun shot chest Not an option For open casket Who wanna lay eyes On the dead anyway? Shake my head Damn. Another Dead Black Man Who will never Black fist raised Stand Cry extroverted tears Inside weak I ain't strong enough for this Who would be? Seeing somebody's baby Last appearance Death laughing Wasn't invited He came anyway Stole from us Done it before I can't even stop it Willing determined assassins Hate life just like him... Fiction to believe Death won't come again Notorious thief Still at Large... |
ChargedCharged
I Pray today I am not tipped off my scales Although against my soul The gates of Hell will not prevail There is a part of me That should never be conjured up For I am love in it's purest form I am annoited and adorned But beware of my thorns A rose plucked Will prick to remind you I draw blood if intended to stunt my bloom I spit venom Like a viper So tread lightly I execute hits Like a sniper You won't be missed Sentenced by God So Ima lifer I wont be getting out alive There is not a adjective, verb or noun That can be found Describing my majesty I am the fruit seed From the tree Created by the King of Everything Queen destined to be And so I a... |
High Off HimHigh off Him |
LitThe switch was on It was you The light I smiled Illuminations in the soul Behold the beautifulness You kissed me My mind flew to heaven I asked God for you Thanked Him I wondered back into your arms Love you Accepted everything it is Excused everything it wasn’t Looked in your spirit Knew I’d knew it Believed in wishes Truth was told I am here Here with you Switch turned on Me inside of you You inside of me The switch Stayed in on position |
HIMHIM
I don’t know where to start Or how to begin This tends to always happen When I’m talking about…. HIM He was so fine As time Standing still at midnight A mind’s ease Like a cool breeze Oh, how I had long to hold him tight This is spontaneously episodic But before me stood The complete package deal And for real I bought it He hadn’t even touched me yet Already my panties was wet See, I was in love As if love had anything to do with this Desires to such his big lips Imagining him riding high on my widened hips Oh, how I wished To kiss his big Black Thickness….
Of course there’d be some time pass ... |
Still, Freedom CriesWe march for civil rights and the movement Like pulling triggers are the only way to |
I Am (President Obama Homage)I AM But I will not be the Last From horrid horrific historical forefathers past |
Remember ThisRemember I love you… |