Not a poem

Choice and Chance

Choice and chance

Sometimes you gotta choose

Some win 

Some lose

You gotta choose

It's a choice

You gotta take a chance

Living with what you're given

Some dont give a damn

It's a choice

The chosen get second chances

Those with no choices take chances

Life is a lottery

The winners get a chance to choose

The losers get to repeat the past

Not knowing where they are going

Imagine walking through a maze in the dark

Blinded by the choices you chose

Sometimes you gotta take a chance.....

When the Geto makes a Masterpiece

It takes something greasy 

Covered in lard groove 

Make yo butt cheeks itch

This is fo yo bougie blacks

Who say we dont know how to act

Uncomfortable with the funk coming out the kitchen

When that sweat run down yo back

Put the hump in yo back

Dance sucker!

Let yo booty loose

Yo uncle and auntie got funky at the cook out

Dont act like you dont know what i'm takin bout

Neck bones and gravy sounds speak from the speaker

Aint it funky...

Break Down

We are carbon based entities

A shell of our former selves

Destined for destruction

Break it down

Man make bombs

Man make promises

A pact made among blue suit killers

Todays friend is tomorrows enemy

Break it down

Atom from electron

Break it down to sub atomic particles

Microscopic aggressions

Tear bodies limb from limb

Separate saints and sinners with a samurai sword

Massacres move in slow motion

Break it down 

Oil and water motives

Weak versus strong 

Break it down

Have nots versus the have gots

Break it down

Break it down

Fate versus faith

Break it down

Vanity versus virtue

Attack each other using

Physical fisticuffs

Using brass tactics

Break it down 

Break it down

Into pieces of me 

Into pieces of you

Brea...

The Unbearable Lightness Of Being Heavy

Please remove this yoke from my shoulders Lord

I beseech you

Help me lord

Help me please 

Help me carry this weight

The weight of the world got me weak in the knees

Carrying the Christian cross white albatross

Keep me low to the ground

Gravity hugs my neck in a cruel embrace

A physical form with a strong back and weak mind

I am heavy

I carry the weight of yesterday today and tomorrow

I carry the weight of one million tons of tragedies

Weighed down with ball and chain dementia

Got me reaching for God with alligator arms

Here I am Lord with obtuse and obese butterfly wings flapping against the wind

Muscle sinew and tendons lay heavy on my bones

My being betray my dreams

A lead feather falling to earth this hostile home

Inside I cry envious of birds and 747 aeroplanes

High in the sky

My feet stuck in the ground

Computer Love 2026

Oh the infatuation with machines.

Point and click for d!ck pics

Stream virtual vaginas

Bandwidth baddies jack off sedentary slaves with high speed depravity

Download and drop a load on one dimensional illusions

Sexual screen savers hold hands with only fans

Making intimate connections

Wireless pimps sell synthetic intercourse for mass ejaculation

You can cum by yourself

Sticky sycophants pant like dogs in the heat of the moment

Billion dollar tech bros make ho's outta house wives with double lives

Living in glass houses

Porno pyromaniacs burn the temple down

Leaving love in the ashes.....

Notes on Gentrification AKA Negro Removal

The other day I seen a white woman walking a white dog

She seen right through me

As if I wasn't there

As if I was made of air

As if I was a figment of her imagination

Around the corner where I smoked my first reefer

Where my lips tasted its first kiss

The history of the hood now has a mortgage

Three hundred thousand dollar reasons for urban living

We pay dues

They pay for convenience

Row homes into townhomes

Crack house carnage into condominiums

Exchange pawn shop pathology

For trendy neighborhoods

Red lined lives act up in the shadow of downtown judgement

The other day I seen a white man jogging past my past

The present is Cafes Bistros and Coffee Shops

Economic enemas eradicate section eight ladies

Ink pen gangsters sign sinister signatures

Underwriting under water properties pushing proverty to another zipcode

G...

Angela Davis Soul Sister

Call her Angela

Her government name

Angela Yvonne Davis

Born in Bombingham Alabama

Public enemy number one

The one with the halo afro

The one looking at life without parole

I know you got soul

Fist in the air

Speaking uncomfortable truths

To comfortable Klansmen

Soledad brothers died against the wall

Buckshot put soul on ice in the midnight hour

Solitary confinement make a struggle real

Struggle taste salty

Terror taste tangy and sticks in your throat

Bold faced blacks find redemption in revolution

They put Angela in handcuffs with fatal precision

Dangerous liasons with pasty face pilgrims who made the rules of engagement

Living under shotgun legislation

Angela smiled a Mona Lisa smile at the devil she knew

Angela knew America...

Men 2 Boys

Hey Boy!

Don't you hear me boy!

You don't hear so good boy!

Come here boy!

Sang boy sang

Boys since southern belles wore bustles

Mimicking hottentot high black hind parts

Breed boys into human machines

Sowing seeds 

Cultivating needs

Picking Bailing

Cooking Cleaning 

Captives 

Captured inside the evil economy

Oh boy

Fetch my whip boy

Hold still boy

I'm gonna make you a good boy

I'm a learn ya boy

Deviant daddies turn men into boys

Daddies boys

Boys with daddies last name

Plantations with no fences

Slaves of time shackle the mind

Sang boy sang

Camptown ladies sing this song

Doo Dah

Doo Dah

Goin to run all day

Goin to run all night

Camptown races sing this ...

The N word

The N word

A color

A class

A people

Or 

A person 

Place 

Or 

Thing

Screamed

Whispered

Taunted

Six letters

Two syllables

Tell a story of Bipolar places

Up north

Down south

Out west

The N word 

Say it

Repeat it

Funny how it rolls off your tongue

My n!gga

N!gga please

Is that the G A

Or the E R

Choose your weapon wisely

The luxury of living two lives

N!ggas with attitudes or

N!ggers with platitudes

We live on the same street

Cast a spell with the N word

Change the world with the N word

You called me out my name

You gave me this n!gger nomenclature

I wear this badge of honor around my neck

Studded in diamo...

I could not touch Her

I could not touch her

This fingertip obsession

She is beyond the reach of my passion

Day late dollar short sore loser of love lost

I could not touch her

My memories miss the essence of her presence

The faint scent of her side of the bed demands my attention daily

I could not touch her anymore

Regret rules intrusive thoughts

My day to day mired in deep blue melancoly

I remember when we met

I remember when you left

Damn

She wrapped her heart in barbed wire

The silence was deafening

I heard her words in my head

Clandestine conscience chewed me up and spit me out

I wish I could touch her again

Hands seek what the heart can't have

I live alone

Her infectious laugh haunts these hallways

I live alone now

I leave the top lock unlocked aching for her return