CLYG

Can’t…..not me

Let up

you…..

Go…somewhere else

a grown ..man

timing is ….everything

your time ….came

taste you…in the rain

I come with you….in the snow

red birds

blue birds

the shit that flies

I’m asking…why

dirty mustache

angry beard

overweight ego

man of Godness

 

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Sail the sea of creativity

grab life’s brush

stroke your vision into existence

the sadness we see

comes from

the individuals who could have done shit

but thought they was done…….

the potential filled

idea given

wall mover

fly the plane of excitement

with adventure

escape..

through it all

you and all

ya love

who you?

you too..

that person in the mirror ,

has the ability

to move planets

plant seeds in minds

influence

to spark

leave a mark

you ain’t done…

u got shit to deliver

search for completion

dig for fulfillment

it’s awaiting you

patiently

waiting in appreciations lap

appreciations cousin called,

kindness said she’s coming

find comfort

in each

you’ll be on your way to completion

be ready

you already have

everything you desire

trigger it

night..

2choice

React?
reshape
you have a choice
growth or go nowhere

round 2
react?
love round 1

you may be confused by this poem
in fact, that's the goal
let this be an open letter
for the faint at heart
for the lost in soul
for the weary believer 
for the people who just can't.....
round 1 is the real battle
all physical
hard work
round 2
it's you
it's mental
it's a drag

It it it it

Niggas

black folk

monkeys

…………………….

disease plagues

dreams laid

bullets sprayed

it’s a cycle

…………..

cigarettes

blunts

alcohol

dog drool

live fun

life’s done

and y’all cool?

…………………………….

neighborhood

it ain’t a joke

it’s a cycle

………………….

athletes

drug deala

jail bird

you a man?

you a legend?

shit…

ima call u “it”

……………………………

 

FAKES

Fakes and phonies

boy you funny

dancing in the spot

knowing you not

living right

hypocritical shit

boy, what ya made of?

Living like who?

what your prayer like?

questioning your authenticity

day and night…

fuck it

addictions

prescriptions

reminiscing…

this your life..

ain’t no….such thing

as one way, right…

you a phony boy

This Song

As I sit

in this chair

classical music playing

memories sway

across my mind

and through my soul

of all the times

I won’t let go

today I saw

a man in the street

discussing you, couldn’t miss

a beat

just like this song

so smooth and peaceful

gave me a peace of your soul

this melody

brings me joy

the tempo

brings me fun

boy am I in the mood

Leave me guessing

Niggas on the edge

nigga on his head

stretching in his bed

waiting on that noise

to reply to what she said

open it up

quickly respond

im waiting,

what’s going on

her words

ingredients to my smile

a plan for our future

a mixture of everything I’ve prayed for

four words

4 us

let’s do it together