Vibes of a Black Man

This one was not easy to write, we have not been high on the totem pole lately and no matter how much we humble ourselves, we still find ourselves in conversations. I am still surprised by just how many people dont need us but still find the time to have conversations about us. We muster in their thoughts like cabbage ripe for the picking and left to sit. 

And they muster in the thought, its like watching compound interest that isnt adding up to anything. A baker that bakes with nothing to bake but fear and loathing. Imagine being at the beginning and at the end of the conversation and not aloud to put your thoughts in the center. 

These are not gentle times and hard men breed resent. You can pick up the pieces if you are not broken.