The Dialogue

SHE

I saw her in my future

Before she was in my present

And now that she is here

I am invisible to her eyes

I am silent to her ears

I am a child again

With no courage

When I am near 

I breathe her air

And I fly

Everytime I see her  

I fall in love 

Everytime I hear her voice

I hear angels singing

What must a fool I be

To dream about that

Which I will never have?

I am

Hopeless

Open Letter

Dear White Folks,

There's three quarters of a million words. One seventh of those upseard. Why are you so compelled to use the one word that hurts? Why are you so obsessed like a devil possessed feinen junkie duressed for a word to oppress?

Could it be, just maybe, possibly true: that devil that controls it is actually you? Can we say without a doubt or smidgen of a pause, that hate you placate fear is the cause. That it's not our ancestry but yours that is flawed. Not our color but the reason lost, upon you is that you and your kind have never, not ever been once color blind.

That our style and grace, our athletic pace, our music that moves you, our jokes that amuse you..our beauty that muse you is truly a bruise to your very existence. And lack there of all that we are is all that you love.

Because it's not you and all of your klan, motivates your hatred for original man. The cradle of humanity, a club of p...

I've Had Enough

I'm not a devil slayah or a seuth sayah, maybe a liberatah but not for a prayah for a narrative, stolen pyramids, tell'n lies to our kids bout who the most high is.

I stay deal'n in that truth, they stay steal'n from my youth, can't stop watch'n all these coons, so corny act'n like they toons, minstrel dancing to those blues, played by mastah's ruthless cues. And when they queue up for those rules, made me threw up hav'tah choose, between that elephant and those mules, both act like asses not to lose. Get'n passes for they ruse, string us up jus'ah noose, when they win we kinda lose, they build their legacy with our tools.

So when's the unity for the pool, of our resources and our dues? To be continued but til when? 400 years, long it's been. Been thru hell without a sin by these devils an evil whims. try'n for heaven to see our kin, there to soon now give me zen, to calm my nerves when I vent, bout cycles of pro-tes-tin that never result in no less tihs, we- keep...

The Dialogue

I'M TIRED OF BLACK FOLKS!
 I FEEL YA DOG. THEY ONLY WANT SNOUT. STEAD OF WHOLE HOG. 
WE NEED UNITY!
 WORD MY GUY. BUT THEY TO BUSY DRINK'N. ALWAY'S STAY'N HIGH. LIE, CHEAT, STEAL'N AS A WAY OF LIFE. WHY YOU NEED HEAL'N, STAY'N UP ALL NIGHT. ALWAYS CLAIM'N TO BE RIGHT. LOST YOUR SIGHT, BUT LOOK WHO TOOK IT. CLAIM TO BE CHRISTIAN, BUT'CHER HALO'S CROOKED. 
WHAT ABOUT THE MOTHERLAND?!
 AH BRUH, WHAT'S THE PLAN? I'VE BEEN THERE. IT'S ANOTHER LAND. THEY TREAT ME LIKE THE SON OF HAM.
 WE SPOSED TO BE KIN!
 MAAAN I THOUGHT WE SEEN IT. THEY CALL ME BRUTHA BUT DON'T REALLY MEAN IT. TREAT ME LIKE 'THA OTHA' AND THEN THEY DEEM IT. AP.PRO.PRI. ATE. BECAUSE I BELIEVED IT. AM I THE ENEMY? IS IT ME OR IS UNITY JUST A FIG LEAF FOR A REALITY WHERE WE GET ED OVER CONSISTANTLY BY EACH OTHER SO NO ONE'S FREE(?).
WHAT ABOUT OUR LEADERS?...

Deal With It

Unsheathe the glaring dagger to plunge into my soul
A steel I’ll feel more ever that’s real and chilly cold

Draw your lethal pistol and gun me down in spite
My bullet riddled heart your love shot me in the night

Knuckle up your tight clenched fist and smash me in my dome
Atone your brutal teachings the beatings I once called home

I forgive the hate you’ve shown me I accept your nature’s path
I have freed my tortured life now you must live with that

Keep'n It Hot

Inconspicuously delicious/ the fetish is so ticklish/ lick the titty meticulously ridiculously I’m hip to this/cunnilingally I pretend to be/ simultaneously stimulating the end of all orgasms intuitively/ the pituitary instinctively starts to spasm/figuratively I start to fathom the possibility of what is to be fulfillment for me but I don’t disappear like a phantom/before some candor and use full banter I shine like a lantern/when it’s your turn to churn this urn and add some shake to that jello that causes creme to flow curdle first thrust then slow over and over you know how the story goes/ and what has arose in this fellatio pose that have your feet dancing or pointed at the toes/ if love were a medicine I’d be a PhD make an old soul young and a young soul weep /experience me more deeply then the beat of your heart below the level of the sea/ and the soles of your shoes/beyond the swelling and yelling and whaling of oh’s I’m a haiku/a choru...

Dream Deferred

They say speech is free but them words ain't cheap
Wiki is cool but don't let em leak
Don't be fooled but don't say a peep
You better get schooled I have much to teach
A breach of trust is what they reap
They preach of love then yell impeach

But it's not because the POTUS is us
The lies they spew reap disgust
From their point of view everything is just
Not justice but legal so must we discuss
These folks is evil enough is enough

They kill in uniform they kill in sheets
They spin in media and troll in tweets
They're never convicted and get off Scott free
Yet we're the bad guys and we should leave
From a land that was filled with teepees
Not their country tis of thee

And they do now as they have done then
Murder in churches and continue to sin
Murder in streets and continue to win
When will it stop this madn...