28 Days

Every 365 days.....
For 28 days
We celebrate
Our culture..that's cool...but what's not so great
Mainly during that time we elevate..
Awareness of our beautiful skin....
How the strength and courage just flows from within...
We relegate to times that brothers and sisters together were marching....
I don't know...but I'm starting
To think is this right?
It feels more like a slight!!!
At least in my point of view....
Like myself if you...
Have never seen Alice Walker's The Color Purple...what better time to!
Or even Alex Haley's Roots....
Seems like deja vu....
Like clockwork....even Walgreens
Is running specials on products used primarily by Black folk...
Is that a joke?
I'm not saying this to provoke
Any bashing...
I'm just asking
who's next
In order to embody the future we must breed success...
Education....education.....education....
That's the equation....
Don't get it twisted...
I appreciate the struggles of those who existed
Before me..
See...
Without them I wouldn't have the freedom we
Sometime take for granted....
Neither will I allow myself to be disenchanted
And say I'm proud of where it seems some of us are going...
I'm hoping and showing
That there will no longer be a mystery...
When it comes to Black History
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¤Unplugged¤

The elementary theme...
Behind my poetry....I mean...
I write plainly so you could read between
The lines...
Going parallel with thoughts flowing thru my mind...
Can't recall the last time...
I put pen to pad...
I wish I had
Some genius process
That would suggest
I'm writing on a higher level of understanding...
Oops I meant overstanding...
Can't quite dig it...
Don't really give it
Too much conscious thought
I have fought
With what I choose to write...
A never ending fight...
I have stayed away from the fictional dealings
And decided to open up bout my most personal thoughts and feelings
Seems I have connected
With some..even resurrected
Some tears and suppressed memories..
But that was never meant to be
My choice...
Just wanted to speak out in my voice..
Sometimes I am disturbed
Perturbed
By the way I caress those verbs
Set a tingling in those nerves
Open legs and massage curves...
Seemingly so sexual....
Feel like I should be in a confessional
Cuz those be the things I would do be it that I'm not having the best luck in that department.......
Wish I could just lock it all away in my mental compartment.....
Then I want to write things and show my kids...
So I then write my verses without curses like Will Smith did...
I am shy...
That's why..
I use this digital page
As my stage...
Incorporate some of my rage...
Deliver thoughts feelings tears emotions uncaged....
Even as I write this...I can't gauge
Where this is taking me
This is not folly
Its prolly
True....
That's why there is no complexities
In my delivery
So rudimentary...
But you know what.....I can only be me

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What's going on 2011

'We've got to find a way.....to bring some loving here today!!!'

So far ahead of his time....
Incomparable mind...
He was talking bout Vietnam....
30 years later....look at the shit that's going on!

Mama's still crying...
Cuz their baby's in the streets...at war...still dying...
And the government still trying
WMD's.... We got a plan to leave...more lying...

Politicians...steady pollitickin'
With the constituents
Putting them in line of fire
Drawing the ire..
Of some hate mongrel...
Then have the gall to accuse the media of a blood libel
That damn Sarah Palin
Let's target you....and have some criminal im-Palin



'Mercy mercy me....things aint what they used to be'


Oh no....I see the world's frustration....
At the US..for how we treat smaller nations....
Haiti.....a year later...
Still in ruins...weren't we supposed to make it a whole lot greater...

So many things happening all over the place...
As a people are we no longer concerned with the plight of the human race
I think Marvin would pen a song speaking of the utter disgrace
But he would also tell us we need to get back to how things were...
We can't sit idle and watch bullshit occur...
Honestly I'm sick and tired of writing..
Think its time for me to start fighting
In this community
Seems there's not much unity..
But there's at least 1 that wanna breed positivity



'War is not the answer....for only love can conquer hate'
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Poetry

I RESPECT the poets....lyricists...
The ones who have love for the art...those who take this
To that next level...
That embrace that paper and pen unity
Express it so fluidly...
The ones with that flow in their heart....
The beauty of this art
Is it comes in many different flavors....
Made for the reader to savor.
Some pieces that evoke many different emotions....
Some pieces inject you with that love potion....
Some serve as an outlet
For others to get
Thru a myriad of painful situations
Releasing a series mental elation
Because others have endured...and that weight. Can be lifted cuz you're not alone...
Kinda pisses me off
When these jag-offs
Abuse the beauty of poetry...
Don't portray myself a rapper...
I couldn't tell lies of money stacks....
Money out the anus and how many guns I pack....
I lack
That imagination......
These please listen to my demo type fellas
Lol....don't know which is worse...the writer or those that jock that type fella....
Who am I to expect...
Writers to challenge my intellect?
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She said fuck me

Normally I'm a mellow dude...
Calm and subdued...
Some say debonaire...some say smooth
This one particular lady says she's definitely feeling my attitude...
Loves the fact that I'm soft spoken...
Think to myself is this chick joking?.......
Said she was hoping...
I could visit upon her some of my intensity..
Reads my sensuality
Frequently...
She gotta a thirst see....
Says don't think I'm thirsty
Refers to me as that sexy poet
And says if you didn't know it
The words ooh how they mesmerize
She can feel it drip down her thighs...
Wants to look deep in my eyes...
Ain't nothing wrong with a lil bump and grind
Wants me to take her from behind...
Grip hips....slow wind
No love making..
Just breath taking..
Stroke....in...out....
She wants bodies glistening.....
Sweat dripping....
She wants me to pound it out.....
Make her shout.....
Fuck Me!
Fuck Me!
She say I should get in where I fit in
Leave her reminiscin
Wishin
I was still there elbows deep
Before she knock out to sleep...
Lyrically I'm a beast
Like orgasms....multiple flows won't ever cease...
Well that's enough for now...
I'm feeling quite randy
And she...
Claiming she wants round 7 right...now
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Sex Music

So intense when we do it...
Only thing that rivals it....is the climax we are pursuing
So in tuned to it...
Sex Music......
Got our own vibe....so fluid...
So sensual.....
When our lips meet...
Passion at its peak....
Mind blowing so to speak...
So unique....
Everything bout she...
Excites me...
Entices me....
Emotions set ablaze....
So beautiful...in so many ways....
Like we floating on a cloud
Her verbal expressions....just right...not too loud
Its that grown folks love making....
Music would only interrupt this breathtaking
No holding back...
In fact...
With she runs her nails down my back...
Playfully give that ass a smack..
Ooh that's when she arches her back....
And I put my lips on......aint tryna be graphic....
I'm so ecstatic......
For her touch I just gotta have it.........
With her its just magic.....
No need.....for Sex Music.....
Cuz when we into it....
We so fluid....
Its that beautiful mood music......
One Love

No Bandage

I hate you so much right now.....

Blank expression on your face asking why and how....

So you wanna talk bout my feelings now!!!

In the midst of fucking shit up right now...

32 years of pain..
What a damn shame..
Can't get over it...guess I'm to blame
Guess that's part of my twisted mind game...

Seems like outta spite I'm governed my life according to a conviction
Of never wanting to be like you...a faulty depiction
Of a man...
DAMN!!!!!!

I hate you so much right now....

Blank expression on your face asking why and how....

I've endured situations in life.....
Memories that cut deeper than a knife..
Motherfuckers that don't know ish...
Say I've made it.....live your life as you wish....

Made it through what?
Trial and error....can't go to anyone for advice
On growing up to be a man...
Had to devise my own plan...
This shit puts on display my strength and weaknesses man...
DAMN!!!!

Missed out on love...
That's all the fuck I ever wanted
Crying angry fucking tears....
If u knew....this anger would become one of your worst fucking fears...

So fucking out of touch with reality...
How the fuck could you possibly
Think you did right by me....
That spliff
Between ur fucking lips
Must have you high as shit...
What is it dipped in embalming fluid?
When I needed a father you weren't it!!!!

So fucking foolish....
Look at the life you ruined!!!!

Blank expression on your face asking why and how....

I hate you so much right now....

Loaded and locked in
Anger amped way the fuck past 10
Be weary of the mood I'm in...
Recollectin'
Waitin'
Cars I'm counting
Tears mounting


Collaterally damaged....
If I THINK I can't keep a promise to my kids....with guilt I'm ravaged.....
This wound still cuts deep...can't just patch it up with a fucking bandage.....

Blank expression on your face asking why and how....

I hate you so much right now......
One Love