The Immortal Wize

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I AM NOT A RACIST

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I saw the thingz that some white people did
I saw it through the eyez of a militant child

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I knew people who did not look like me did not like me
I donâ€™t know why I would run and hide when I saw the bluest eyez
pressed in the whitest facez

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I did not know why my pregnant aunt waz laid face down
on the pavement with a white manz foot on the back of her neck
becauze she waz suspected of being Angela Davis

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I did not know why Wattz became a bed of flamez
I did not know why I waz painted the color of shame

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I did not know why thoze black men who won Olympic medalz
were stripped of their pride for holding their black, gloved fist up high

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I did not know why every time black people would congregate they
were dealt a strong hand of hate

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I did not know why America waz alwayz quick to go to war
when another country spat in her face but we were not
allowed to stand up against injustice done to our own race

I AM NOT A RACIST

I did not know why mama cried when a man name
Martin and a man name Malcolm died

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I did not know why a man name Hoover formed the FBI
and when he did more and more black people were arrested and died

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

Through my childish militant eyez
white people were the enemiiez and no friend to me
I believed that the goal of the FBI waz to

FOIL
BLACK
INTELLIGENTZ

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

I use to hear big mamaz voice saying
white folkz greatest fear waz intelligent black folz"

I'm composing a note addressed to the pitz of hell that readz

Dear Mr. J.E. Hoover
I regret to inform you that the prezident of theze
United Statez of America
Iz in fact a BLACK MAN
Signed X the black militant child who was born in Watts in 1963

"I AM NOT A RACIST"

2007 Â© WIZE DOM

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		iammyhair says: Your sh$t is Fire..Black Man.. I Say Black man I am so Proud to call you Black man!!!!!Peace poems by this commentor Say Yes Conversation Confusion Uncertain
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize

Now I See It

I'm glad about a lot of things but for the most part I'm glad the lights are still on I know what it's like to sit in the dark for days waiting for Center Point Energy to come through like the mailman on the first of the month electricity is a necessity especially when it's 110 degrees can't turn on the AC cause it run on electricity all the ice cream is melting in the deep freeze the seemingly quiet cozy community is turning into a hostile environment I'm behind the scene loading a shotgun preparing for home defense in the yard eyes on the fence open the gate and get blowed away it's sounds a bit extreme it's not a dream but has been seen on a movie screen these experiences are predictively expected to become reality probably sooner than expected it's been tested don't know if we passed it we still here so I guess we did yet those who left we're often told their in a better place than we are I pray my mother prays more than me I meditate more than she does though she tried to m...

In It's Entirety

the messenger is often the first recipient of the message to be delivered then the messenger forwards the message in order to spread the content received if you're the first receiver of the message then the message is for you to first apply to your life then proceed with caution delivering to others

A Flicker

if I stop to give you a light what you gone do with the flame I don't want to be responsible for the fires you set along the way I don't want to be the cause of all the smoke I don't want to look back to see the past erased

In A Different Light

doing it in plain sight translates to we playing in your face while you look the other way got you running in place complaining about the race feeding you poison got you used to the taste got you moving forward in darkness while we push back the rays back in the day lyrics were on a metaphysical mission packed with powerful messages with the potential to cure a medical condition did we listen did we get the message did we pay attention to the Fifth Dimensions who told us "When the moon is in the Seventh House And Jupiter aligns with Mars Then peace will guide the planets And love will steer the stars" did we listen did we get the medicine did we pay attention to the Three Elements who told us to "keep our head in Faith's atmosphere" a mind stimulated time not a trend that tickles the ear those lyrics were meant to liberate heart soul mind and body not get us hooked on mind controlling catchy demonic rhyme scheme that lead to crime scenes gone are the times still we the people are...

Laughing It Off

if you been trying to catch up to me you gone have to think outside the box I ain't been in the box since I been in a playpen since I left the crib since I been in a bib I think you get the just of it now here's the rest of it I hit the ground running since I jumped off the roof still got scars to prove I flew off the top of the dome been locked up every since gone need to call a locksmith to pick all the wicks spit liquid hotter than fried catfish grease quick witted like a side of quick grits you'll probably find me like Waldo in the thick of it somewhere in the mix don't try to make sense of it it's not meant to boggle the mind but it might toggle the brain a tad bit tapping into what just happened a minute ago amidst a hour of flow don't go to sleep you'll miss the show waken by the applause while the credits roll ask me what happened I don't know what to tell you other than wait for the review

A Part

you fall in the hands of who you trust you trust them to hold you up and not let you down then you get up off the ground visibly shaken hurt from the trust taken

Lingering

one cold wet rainy day a beautiful stranger ran up under a open umbrella I was holding over my head she walked with me half the way when we reached her destination she ran away I walked the rest of the way alone I felt she was the one

What This Time

breaking news don't shatter me it's click bait like the search for BIGFOOT and Loch Ness still no sign of a giant sea creature or a throwing tree mammoth in the woods the world is Hollywood where would something that enormous hide in plain sight discernment is a built in lie detector the enlightenment is a film projector traveled too far to be under pressure if the traffic too heavy take the road less traveled I see scams all the time it cost too much to lose a dime and even more to lose one's mind

A Different Type Of Intensity

waking up is hard to do staying awake is the worse part one opens one's eyes to realize one's on the planet of lies where truth is not told it sounds mentally disturbing but it's all under control "it's all under control" one learns life and death is in the power of one's tongue one must be careful not to speak ill will good morning sounds good but good mourning doesn't pronunciation doesn't differ how do we trust when our words are formed against us "formed against us" all one got is one's name and the power to control the meaning of the word one opens one's eyes to realize it's all a game not a fun game a sick game twisted demented one tomorrow is not and time never passes it just is "it just is" who is the one where is the one who seen the one "the one" who is the one amongst us who gone be brave enough to step up and change the world's dirty diaper who gone put they hands in that load of sh*t it ain't a wipe big enough for all the mess coming out that a** it stinks to be awake...

I Had To Be

I got in my way thinking I knew the way I couldn't get pass myself I couldn't get through thinking I knew where to go and how to get there I got lost on way going somewhere I don't recall falling to sleep I remember waking up to the sound of a voice asking me "why are you here" a question that echoed though me "why am I here"

I AM NOT A RACIST

Now I See It

In It's Entirety

A Flicker

In A Different Light

Laughing It Off

A Part

Lingering

What This Time

A Different Type Of Intensity

I Had To Be

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