if u turn to the news....I can always count on
hearing the blues...darkest moments us "black Americans" share...every young black male teen..running the streetsracing against a dollar...giving up his life...for the green that don't grow naturallygreed fills his mental...broken becomes his heart...now its too late...for him to part...is it not enough we own..."Black History month"historically the beginning once was...as our endingwe still live...lifeless to the equationbeing drawn in under persuasion...possession...never completion..satisfied for nickels and dimes..Rosa Parks made her mark..as did Martin Luther king..are we no longer worththe "I have a dream"?I turn to the news and another...young black female teendisplayed for another pregnancy..infant thrown or hanging from a window seal..when do we reveal..unfit...cold hearted ...*** the baby daddy not being present..now days they can't only be blamed...where's the love we were promised as kids..the kisses and hugs we lost along the wayhas it become our fault...why do we have to pay..for the misunderstanding you placed on our hearts..love the children..if I turn to the news..elementary schools & colleges..our safe haven just aschurch...no longer...known as a place to go..unknown armed men...suicidal bombersrobbing the educational system...instead of walking across the stage for accomplishments..they graduated a second chance of life..this ain't rightWE AS PEOPLE OF ALL SHADES ...YEARS...ETHNICITIES..WE NEED TO WALK AND TALK AS ONE HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING...EMBRACE THE FLAWS THAT FALL APUN APUN US...GOD GAVEE UP HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON...FOR OUR SINS..WHEN IS ENOUGH...ENOUGH???
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She_Speaks says: There will never be enough because the oppressors will never give in... But this was real! |
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The Immortal Wize says: Real Talk, Preach!!! |
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stud_)trou8le says: thank y'all I appreciate it |
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I like this girlI like this girl and its not you.. I like this girl..you once knew..I like this girl that lied cuz she didn't wanna hurt you..I like this girl that tried her best..I like this girl that confessed her love was true..I like this girl that's not u..I like this girl that became my creative writer..I like this girl because she was a fighterI like this girl that didn't allow the anger to mix with hate..I like this girl that was never late..She chose the path of her own..and that final day was her fate..& I will always miss her to this day...I like this girl kuz she ain't you!!! |
herThe pressure is on.. your silky touch..and warm smile...I love the way you put it down...Drowning out the negativity ..while you do what u do..I rather be there next to you..Tuned in to your legendary stories..head held highas you walk by..heads turn to see the beautyYour more then just a site for sore eyes..more then a trophy piece..Flawless imperfections is all I can see..Eyes diamond shaped..manicured finger tips..with your full plump lips..Height 5'9 ..Thicker then a Snicka' design...finnest wine..not just by taste...Holding you close fingers grooving against ya grain..Loving ya frame ..similar to that vase full.of two dozen roses..Each pedal is for your kiss..Stem..is for the strength ..leaves..for growthTeach me! |
whats her namemany say they wouldn't, they couldn't I would!they fixate the idea of their conjured up thoughtsconcluding a unfair just of reality..not me, your name.may be by sight but it speaks the same to me inside and out..beautiful!some times I hear them tease and pick..I guess they mad cuz they can't get that close..I did!sex addict maybe their right..I can't call that a lieI will be your addiction!like a feen to the pipe..a cigarette that needs a light.I tell u "come here, I'll make it right"!No doubt Im understanding to your involvementits not a situation as some call it..unless he leaves u without a smile..You know imma be around!I'm your friend without a doubt!the vibe is real..conversation is likemasterbation..constantly evolved in this!your tone of voice down to skin..milky browncoca cola frame..no wo... |
whats her namemany say they wouldn't, they couldn't I would!they fixate the idea of their conjured up thoughtsconcluding a unfair just of reality..not me, your name.may be by sight but it speaks the same to me inside and out..beautiful!some times I hear them tease and pick..I guess they mad cuz they can't get that close..I did!sex addict maybe their right..I can't call that a lieI will be your addiction!like a feen to the pipe..a cigarette that needs a light.I tell u "come here, I'll make it right"!No doubt Im understanding to your involvementits not a situation as some call it..unless he leaves u without a smile..You know imma be around!I'm your friend without a doubt!the vibe is real..conversation is likemasterbation..constantly evolved in this!your tone of voice down to skin..milky browncoca cola frame..no wo... |
desired temptationtake a trip in my fantasy allow me to find your treasury...mindful at the end u might fall in love wit me..I'm ready...pulls u next to me...kissing your desires waiting for your anticipation..with me you no longer need masterbation..my hands fall into temptation...please excuse my hands..I wont apologize..I can see u trapped in my eyes...locked away my heart is hard to find..grinding against your throbbing ...imma steal your wishes..and createcravings..only I can fulfill the thirst..next to other woman..you'll always put me firstmy devoted amount...my strengthslides all the way in..gripping your hips..watching ya lips..inhaling...moaning ...flowing......... |
defeated resting placeShe inspired me to write this... sophisticated..appreciated..force me to listen..preach that speach..from your curvy lips..touch me from ya finger tips..mold my mind..with time is on our side..build my heart and call it home...know with me..your never alone..think of me as someone you know..feel my enemies reasons..to greed...know that my imperfections...are my perfect aggressions..seek me mentally...tell me what u want to sink in..fade away other thoughts with no remorseforce that knowledge..you teach everyday..allow those who had a chance..& didn't listento pay..that consequence..even if my heads underwater..and breathing fire..truth is reality..I'm no liar...our fist shape our arguments..never conquers our defeat..WE are our own challengers...described at its bestpray... |
Lesbians and themBorn to a woman of favor and fortune.. un materialistic..slight to understanding why so many hate..even tho u play the game...so well...u dwellin ya own sorrows..we live in borrowed time..why is ur sin any less then mine..God's greatest creatures of artistic creation..a sculpture at its best...even when eves eyes were closed shut..her figure spoke peace ..just as Marie's touchread love..without a man...woman of all characteristic.beauty of art..yet for some reason we part...our separationhas thrown weakness upon us..standing tall phenomenally..when we rise we fall..together we are tall...words should only reflect those uwalk that line..denying one self..shouldn't point fingers...I don't see your sin any different then mine..why is your beliefs ..what ur blinded by..guilty at the stand..of judgment..lov... |
THE FAT KIDshe's shy and all she wanted was acceptance understanding from a room full of no cares..disappointment filled her heart...set apart from her life at home she already felt alone...kids called her names she cried silently in the locker rooms..hidden in stales...in her room drowning in her own tears..balling up paper after paper ...couldn't get the letter right...she kept trying to understand why God made her live the ***ed up life..her heart is pure...her hair is fair...never cheated or lied on a test...yetblame became her middle name...she was down to her last straw she couldn't take it...in the school bathroom she walked outta class..ignoring those who teased and called her names...while tears filled her eyes..she became fed up..*CLICK CLACK*Ready for war.....she stormed out the door...AIMED...FIRED ...till......they were ... |
BLACK AMERICAif u turn to the news....I can always count on hearing the blues...darkest moments us "black Americans" share...every young black male teen..running the streetsracing against a dollar...giving up his life...for the green that don't grow naturallygreed fills his mental...broken becomes his heart...now its too late...for him to part...is it not enough we own..."Black History month"historically the beginning once was...as our endingwe still live...lifeless to the equationbeing drawn in under persuasion...possession...never completion..satisfied for nickels and dimes..Rosa Parks made her mark..as did Martin Luther king..are we no longer worththe "I have a dream"?I turn to the news and another...young black female teendisplayed for another pregnancy..infant thrown or hanging from a window seal..when do we... |
her regretssay u love me...I can't ignore... say u wanna leave..there's the door...time is too short to wonder why..u can't accept my imperfections ..I wont cry..I'm tired of your lies..bending backwards to fulfil your needs..I'm human seems like you forgotten about me..cop a plea...who else is there..u might as well tell me..oh I forgot your "grown woman stat" disappeared with your maturity ...I'm not surprised nor broken..my heart left ur side...years ago..even tho u stayed...ur choice....after u missed what u had...safe to say but its true.after the tears...I seen I was better without u..an ex always says.."you will never find another like me"thank God..I replied...any next to u..will bebegging to be set free...make mistakes and learn your lesson..keep experiences held tight...forgive insecurities..embr... |