Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places!

Modern Day Slavery

Modern Day Slavery, Is that even true?
Us black folk done evolved over time, look at all we been through
We may have came a long way, but only in our imagination
Taking four steps back in our forward migration

From rich to poor, life's a
Gotten so bad, that it caused most of us to switch
Our lifestyle, our identity, hell even our behavior
Looking up to a mystical white man as our only begotten savior

Look at our enviroment, the news, even the internet
It all shows us that we ain't free as of yet
99.99% of all black men nationwide's got some type of a criminal background
So how can it be said that our life's safe and sound

Who holds the cards to our economic stability
Sure the hell ain't us, even though we have the ability
Still thinking that massa is our best benefactor
Still using our backs to carry his load like a dragged out, two legged, broken down tractor

Ain'...

Identity Theft

We as a black people living in the good ol' U.S. of A.
Has lost the meaning of our blackness way back in the day
Forever walking in the darkness of our mind
That's been poisoned over decades of white-washed entwine

Everything that we once treasured has been stolen
From right underneath our noses, in plain sight, yet we're still rollin
In the lies laced with pleasantries called the U.S. Constitution, filled with hypocrisy called equality
knowing damn well deep down inside that'll never happen, we should be appalled to be 

A part of this "De-mah-crah-see", if you wanna call it that
How would it be defined, when massa made the law, while stepping on us like a welcome mat                                  Now most of us is in a deep sleep, with eyes open wide
Like the walking dead being slaughtered by genocide

Le...

Get It Together Black Man

Get it together black man
Before someone else comes and take your fief you call land
Be it through deceit, or by sheer brute force
And throwiung your legacy completely off course

No longer can you blame "The White Man" for your daily trials
He done moved on, leaving you in the dust for a million miles
Broke, disgusted, and can't (won't) be trusted
Instead becoming a criminal, constantly getting busted

Our predecesors bled and died for you black man
To achieve equality, which is an actual fact man
Being spared from degradation, after leaving the plantation
To get some type of reparation, even through segregation

We were created to be leaders, setting a trend
For the next generation, where it has no end
But instead you get knocked on your black ass, trying to get greedy
For something that wasn't yours, now you're sniveling and needy

Drugs and alcohol came and stole yo...

A Helpmate

A Helpmate. Let's define that term
And see how two people can help each other to remain firm
Like if one's down, the other can be an encouragement to be strong
But what if BOTH are weak? Man that ain't chic!
It's time to investigate and see where did this equation went wrong
By understanding it's meaning behind this subject, to make the connection
So that ALL can stand in agreement, while gaining knowledge and correction

1. A HELPMATE is someone who stays true to their love no matter what
No situation derived can shake, make, break them; but always making the cut

2. A HELPMATE will always share, whether it be big or small
Two heads are bettter than one, however one will help the other to stand tall

3. A HELPMATE will always fulfill the need; will always intercede
Simply because...

Joy and Pain

In this world exists two absolutes
There's no in-between or no substitutes
Nobody can't have one without the other
These things will forever stick with you, closer than a brother

The first is joy, o boy
Nothing can ever over exceed the real mccoy
It's highly experienced in fits of a happy day
Where it leaves anybody breathless with nothing to say

However in an instant, here comes the pain
where it bowls even the strongest person over, like torrential rain
This is when grief is at its' highest peak
And it can leave anybody feeble and weak

So the question here is...... is there a balance?
where the equlibrium within that equation can be used with many talents
The answer is yes, but it's delicate and constantly needs refining
and it's found in what's called the silver lining

This is again where mysteries are being revealed
To keep all the in-betweens in check an...

Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places!

Looking for love has been mankind's endless quest
Regardless of it's discovery, it never gives anybody rest
Again and again, it's gets used and abused
Till it's meaning turns to dust, and the thought gets excused 

 Many people view love as a polite, almost happy distraction
But The signs of time proves it's diluted, with no hope of satisfaction
Love, which was once a natural form of mutual expression
Now it's so superficial that it can lead to abyssmal depression

I personally dare to ask, what is true love?
Forever gone unanswered, but it's the only thing that I keep thinking of !!!
Well, if there is such a thing to particular that question
Then perhaps I'm ready, you're ready, for a quick suggestion

Love yourself first and foremost and put aside that stubborn pride 
Deep within the recesses of the mind, leaving all doubts behind
Allow this feeling to consume...

Make Pain Your Best Friend

Why make pain your best friend?
Let's draw up 3 reasons that's easy to comprehend
so an understanding can be made
and this misguided concept can be used as an aid

Reason 1, it's a constant reminder
that you're alive, so stop hittin the grinder
of imminent idiodicy of mental suicide
and let life's experiences be your guide

reason 2, it's a good problem solver
so stop living in a chaotic revolver
get a grip, potato chip, stop biting your bottom lip
let that drama slip off your shoulders until it's a tiny blip

Reason 3, it'll make you real strong
if you're weak, work it out and you'll last long
instead of being a sap that walks into a trap
you'll be a better person with a logical thinking cap

so with that being said, please let it marinade in your head
you'll be thankful every day instead of living like you're dead
these old sayings hold true, from beginn...

A Mind is a Terrible Thing to Waste

The mind, very powerful yet so fragile
A small muscle that can make a man physically agile
Can even transform him to a mental giant
Bigger than Einstein, but in God's eyes it has made him defiant

Built for authority, it makes the body move
Through sending electronic impulses in a rhythymic groove
Increasing each muscle a thousand fold
To move mountains and explore the world untold

The mind, very precise in logic
Breaking every step down, it's almost nostalgic
Even a bad idea can sometimes work itself out for the good
For reasons unknown, it's complexity is left misunderstood

Yet it's weak, has to be constantly cared for
While it processes information where it can be used to restore
Thoughts and ideas for man's achievement
Before he can cry under false bereavement

That's true, yin and yang, hard and soft
A delicate balance that nobody must not tear aloft
...

To Serve and To Protect

Police brutality, when will it stop?
Black people of today wish they could be a cop
To give back to the white shark on what they gave us                                                                                                    The uncivilized beatings and the unjusitified detainments meant to enslave us

To serve and to protect, who does it really pertain to?
Why doesn't anybody please sit me down and explain through
the constant racial bigotry that the police adopt
Regardless of race or gender, their attitude is to stay on top

First piece, "To Serve"; meaning their own interest
while they place even the good guys under arrest
And sneer at all common folk that th...

Rest In Peace

As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to the Lord my soul to keep
And if i should die before i wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take

I've heard of some dying in sheer torment
with the devil hot on their trail and will not relent
with them weeping and knashing of tooth and nail
cries and screams is all that's heard, as a warning to those who live to fail

As physical slavery ends, mental entrapment begins
Young and old alike are enslaved forever by their past sins
How can one break away and thus be free
Boldness starts from within, I'm sure all would agree

so we as men are but to accomplish one goal
To please God and love our fellow man, we ain't here just for show
with that we can further eradicate the grip of the beast
So that our legacy can be left behind for others to follow as we Rest In Peace