Reflection

As a young'n I carried a lot of anger inside
Ugh my vibe
Was deplorable
Such a horrible
Way to be..
See...
Had a shitty
What about me disposition
Always wishing
That something was a lil different
Had a bitter resentment...
Could taste it....
Yuck....spat in the face of mofos tryna talk shit...
I would just lash out
Act out
Spaz out...
No one wanted be bothered...
See I had fathered
This rage that gave birth
To feeling the loneliest on Earth...
Fucked up attitude...
Never understood where it was coming from......uncertain latitude
Crossed up longitude..
6ft deep is where you'll end up if you don't change your mood I was warned..
Honestly my heart was torn..
Me and moms kinda iffy
I'd kick my pops down a flight of stairs in a jiffy...
Baffled why no one wanted to kick it with me...
Blind thinking everyone was picking on...me!
Unconsciously I had no love for self....
Crying out for help...
So worn out...don't think there's anything left....
Someone told me....
Need to learn how to forgive
Angry is not the way to live
Told me "you have to learn to get out of your own way"
At the time I was thinking that was some lame shit to say...
Now I realize
It was not just a silly line....
The only person blocking my path from healthy relationships
Friendships
Kinships....
Was.......MYSELF
Looking in that mirror.....
Made me see things so much clearer..
One Love

Dear Mr. Publisher

Used to think I had some skill...
But people let me know the deal
Here I thought I wrote what they could feel
So unreal
Not a pity party
I hardly
Listen to what folks say
Tend to do things my way
Putting inner most thoughts on display
Almost like I seek
Critique
Far from sensitive
Guess I get what I give
Then I started to think I needed to dumb shit down..
Like I was on that Lupe' Fiasco sound!
Didn't feel right..
To me the rhymes were still tight..
But it wasn't me..
I wasn't provoking thought...
Wasn't natural...felt store bought..
Emotional writer..with tears I fought...
I'd sit back
And wait for those to react..
Oh how they act
Like my vernacular wasn't consciously
Fucking their subconscious see..
Like they couldn't touch the words like Braille...
If not...as a poet I fail....
If you're not mentally fornicating
As I detail spine tingling sensation
Making panties wet...
As I define my sex
Better yet
Talk bout real life shit..
As real as it gets...
Life...death...
Points in between...shit what's left????!!!!
Am I not relateable?
Through my lines not capable...
Perhaps...I'm irrelevant
I'm rhyming gibberish..my style incoherent?
Don't be kind..
Say what comes to mind!!!
So won't be no more wasting time!!



One Love

Picture This

Picture this
That kid
Ridiculed
On the first day of school
Cuz he wearing the year before last shoes
Messed around and caught an ugly growth spurt
Made a mistake of saying his feet hurt
What granny do? Cut the toes from his shells
Oh hell
You know what happened when that September rain fell
His name wasn't typical...
Go figure...folks naming their kids after cars...how original...
Room full of every kind of Esha
And this square ass teacher
Putting extra consonants in his name...I mean damn
Folks always poke fun at what they don't understand...
Poked fun
Called him everything under the sun...
Except for his name...
To them it was a game
Who could come up with funny saying...
Lol...he was the fat kids hero..
At least he took the heat off them...cool kid pyramid he at zero....
Found out his parent were from Africa
They furthermore went all in on his character
African booty scratcher ..Shaka Zulu
Just to name a few...
The light skin kids that never came out till the sun down
Would point sneer and frown
Damn he so black...
In fact
He already knew his lineage
While these fools were just learning bout their heritage
He could trace his roots
To his grandfather's grandfather
When others wouldn't..and didn't bother
See gramps didn't have to take a hand out..
He didn't give a damn a damn about
40 acres and a fucking mule..
Damn hypocritical fools!!!!
Walking round with those cheap African medallions....
Seemed like everyone and their momma had one...
Sally Struthers depicting kids as having bloated bellies
That aint how u see the mother land..don't tell me...
Say imma spear chucker?????
Be some ignorant motherfuckers!!!!!!
My parents
Came to this country for the betterment not to be ridiculed by our distant brethren..
Kinda irks me...
Cuz we Africans....we dirty
Like they in the big city
And my folk swinging from the highest tree..
Not the way it was supposed to be...
Or gonna be...
My seeds will know their history....
Won't treat others to misery...

One Love

Natural Beauty

Maybeline....Loreal....covergirl
Honestly you need to give it a rest girl...
I truly think you're at your best girl...
When that natural beauty is popping
Instead of stopping
To put on this and that...
In fact
That junk don't magnify
The beauty of your eyes...
Just love your lips..
Don't need MAC...but I do need a kiss...
You may think I'm tripping cuz of the extra time....
But to me you're so damn fine!!!
Got these products to conceal blemishes
Baby what the business is?
No such thing as perfection
Even though I look in your direction
And think...I wouldn't change perfection
To you I give all my affection....
Love wrapping my arms round your waist...
There's nothing outta place...
So much beauty in you...
Bout time you knew...
I want these idiots to have the nerves
To tell you they don't appreciate your curves....
I'm drifting off topic..
Let me stop it...
But it pisses me off when the idiots try to dismiss natural beauty
Truly
We all have differences...
I despise those instances
When we allow the outside...
Blind us from what's inside...
One Love