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life 2 min read 645 views Dec 20, 2015

What Are You Afraid Of?

She asked me "What are you afraid of?" 

And my answer, Im afraid to accept or even take love

Im infatuated with big booties, nice breasts and I find it weird that before I think of commitment, I anticipate when we'll make love

Im afraid I'll mistake love for lust

Mistake faith for trust

Mustake wrong for just 

And when I finally do find the woman to give myself to, if its not you, she'll tell me theres a whole in the rubber while about to bust

She asked me "What are you afraid of?"

Im afraid that everything I believe in is a hoax

Im afraid Jesus might not have existed cause history shows the J was only invented about 600 years ago

Maybe these reasons are why my faith is sometimes what I lack

Or maybe because we were giving this religion while on ships and told us to accept a white mans image and as a result, told we were born in sin because we were born black 

Im afraid to bring a child into this poece of crap country called America 

Where a man is killed for everything except his character

Im afraid to bring a daughter into this hell hole 

Cause I fear that she'll be assaulted, fondled and raped for the color of her skin and not the length of her clothes

Afraid I wont be there to save her when they target her for human trafficking and other crimes

Afraid I wont love her enough to keep her warm at night

Afraid she'll go looking for love in direct messages and post likes 

Afraid I'll go crazy, lose my mind, trapped into an insane assylum trying to protect whats mine

Im afraid that my son will constantly have to watch his back

He gotta worry about the police killing him for his skin and these loser a** gangbangers trying to kill him for the color of the shirt on his back

Im afraid I wont be there to save him after he tells them multiple times that he doesnt gangbang

Afraid I wont be able to save him as white men in white hooded costumes chase him and he begins to run out of breath and they decide whether to burn him alive or just let him hang

I have alot to be afraid of, we all do. 

 

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The Immortal Wize

Damn! This is one power, hitter right here. It's so true, we are all driven by some kind of demon who goes by the name fear. Jay, your muse is loose...Much respect

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Jay Beach

Much respect to you as well and yeah it is. Fear can make us do alot but its our reaction to the fear that counts

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