Angela Davis Soul Sister

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

Buy Bustanutt I seen it on Youtube!

Tired of limp d!ck depression!

Tired of semi soft sex!

Tired of shooting blanks from your starter pistol!

Buy Bustanutt!

Bust concrete with your penile jack hammer!

Get harder than a roll of quarters!

Get harder than college trigonometry!

Make her say your name backwards!

Make her cook eggs and bacon in the morning!

Have a tent pole pile driver in your pants!

Buy Bustanutt!

Reach that inside room in her womb!

Be the man middle age took away!

Buy Bustanutt!

MAY CAUSE TEMPORARY BLINDNESS

MAY CAUSE PERMANENT MEMORY LOSS

Buy Bustanutt!

Small Poem

Fold ourselves into compromising positions

Bending into downward facing dogs

Lying in wait

Supple flexible meanings

Facial ticks tell fictional tales

Told by brutal contortionist

Primitive novels written in body language

Twisting in the wind...

Transformation

Begin

Nine months inside mothers love

Embryo to infant

Swimming in her amniotic ocean

The womb a tiny world

Begin

Strange molecules mix and make me

Destiny in DNA

Begin

Enter this world head first

A world made real by malice and gunpoint descisions

A child's eye beholds visions of human holocausts

Becoming

New ages into old

Live lives of biological butterflies

Our bruises beautiful

Our scars exquisite jewelry

Adorn agony with a crown of thorns

Became

I became angry

I became agitated

I became a miracle pulled from the mud

Piety soiled by dirty deeds 

I became a dirty mind

Saying dirty words

Thinking dirty thoughts

I became

A caretaker for the unfinished business 

Of being begotten and forgott...

So called Freedom

Freedom seekers seek easy emancipation

Freedom riders rode on a wing and a prayer

Once written words 

Lincoln's prose abstract meanings

Lofty lies left between a rock and a hard place

Captive audiences disolute nations within nations

Strain and buck against wrought iron restraints

Dying or trying to break free of Uncle Tom's Cabin

Slave shacks reserved for the unfree who longed to be free

Is free a verb

Is free an adjective

Is free a feeling

Maybe free is a farce

A cheap photocopy of freedom

Colin Kaepernick was free until he took a knee

How free you wanna be

Free until the ink dries on the 13th Amendment

Freedom fits like too tight shoes made for marching

Freedom songs frozen in time

The tactile tension of what you can't touch

Maybe freedom is faith

Faith in the sons of men

Faith in the sons of b!tche...

Gil Scott Heron/Black Boy

See that black boy running scared his old man gotta problem

Dip to the same song

Same song since old heads was young bucks

The streets are undefeated

Names change 

The hood stays the same

Going to jail out on bail

Collect calls from upstate

The police knows your name

See that black boy running scared

Running from ghetto games malt liqour

Pissy alleys and bombed out houses

Running from gorilla pimps street light hustlers

Two time losers drug abusers

Sing the same song

Woulda coulda shoulda sermons

Sung in corner colloquialisms

Those euthanized by apathy

Run black boy run reality two seconds off your azz

The suburbs is just a word learned in 8th grade english

Reading writing and reefer

School house lies tells the white mans truth

My little sister belly getting bigger

She can't run

Baby da...

Nasty

Slippery when wet

Exercise caution when sliding in and out of innuendo

It starts with a passing glance

It starts with a tender touch

Lust makes eye contact

Passion pulls the covers back

The love we make

The love we take

Moans get sticky

P()ssy perfume fills the room

Taste testing our never regions

Drenched in candy rain

We doin our thang

Backflips and somersaults grown folks gymnastics

Baby lets get down

Go down on me

Go down on you

I like the flavor of your funk

Shift my stick like a five speed

Got me grabbing for pillows

Groan and grunts on that backside I can't front

My tongue got her speaking in tongues

She called me nasty

I called her bluff

Slippery when wet 

I couldn't get enough...