The Note

I wrote this while alive

But if I’ve died

Its fine

I was already dead on the inside

 

For the smiles I’ve caused

Remember me as such

Know that your happiness mattered to me

Because I was never happy much

 

And if I ever brought you to tears

Know that I was crying myself

I’m sorry for the pain I brought

I was asking the wrong way for help

 

If you felt I left too soon

I’m sorry I couldn’t wait

I dealt with so much under the Sun

I needed to find my moon

 

If I let you down

I just couldn’t keep fighting

I felt like I lost everything

And the future was much too frightening

 

Know that I loved you all

I just couldn’t pretend any longer

I tried to stay up but I’d always fall

All I ask is for you to be stronger

 

I wasn’t as strong as you thought

And for that I apologize

Our memories together will never fade

So remember our good times

 

If I fail in my attempt to be free

If I can’t be the same as I was before

I beg of you to pull the plug

Respect my dying wish and let me be

 

-Too Distinct the Poet

Illusions

Feeling more distant as of late

Like this may not have been our fate

Maybe we did it too soon

Instead of you saying yes

You should’ve said lets wait

It’s mostly my fault though

Guess since I reached mine

I didn’t think about your goals

For that I apologize

Sad it took me this long to realize

Obviously I’m still stuck with hopes and a dream

Us being happy, a unit, a team

I mean

Things are just never as they seem.

Blind Mass

 

I looked within myself and I haven’t been common sense

They try to tell me Jesus was white like I don’t have common sense

Built a fence of knowledge to block out the ignorance

So unless they aim for my brain the shots won’t penetrate my defense

But why do pastors treat the churches like addicts, huh?

Its like they’re the dealers and the congregation’s the customers

If the masses come together those on top would be under us

Their words force your mind to travel so get off their bus

Create your own routes and go wherever you wish to be

They say it’s the blind leading the blind but I disagree

I think the people haven’t realized they have to open their eyes to see

-Too Distinct the Poet

The Break Up

Break ups are strange. Strange because the people who break up aren’t the same people who started a relationship. See, the goal is to continuously grow together. Unfortunately though, sometimes you only grow apart. In the end you’re stuck looking in the mirror feeling like not only is the person you’ve broken up with unfamiliar, but you don’t even know yourself anymore. 
-Too Distinct the Poet

Untitled (Written May 29th 2015)

You dishonor the father and your mother
When you murder your own brothers over colors

We become fools instead of royalty 

When you as a queens doubt your kings

We become weaker as men if you listen 

To how we speak down on our women 

And trade the name bitch for their givens

One thing I learned…

You get what you earn 

Polo and Jordan’s but mama struggling 

Designer doesn’t mean anything when family still suffering 

Turbulence

I become productive when I’m faded
I guess cause this is when my creativity is flowing

When all my random thoughts start going

Thinking of things I don’t remember ever knowing

I’m just flying like Boeing

I see things amongst the clouds

Ironically everything becomes silent after the loud

-Too Distinct the Poet

Unity

Along with Mike and trayvon They also killed Dionte Greene

But let me guess he don’t matter because he’s a faggot?

If you think that way your existence is tragic

Your being makes me saddened 

Cause you were hashtagging black lives matter

When Tamir’s situation happened

But you won’t march for Islan Nettles

Instead you take no action

The bible mentions love numerous times 

How often does it mention hating gays

You only translate the verses that way

You take away from it what you want 

For you it’s a sport to pick and play

You only enjoy religion because you treat it as a game

From all this black death who can tell me a female victim’s name?

Not many can and that’s really messed up

We pretend like our women aren’t the ones who blessed us

I mean, yeah sure, they test us

But that’s to make sure their kings are strong enough to fight the war

They go so hard for us but yet we as black men treat our queens as whores

My gentleman ask what about the ones who say “n*ggas ain’t sh*t”

Trust me sweetheart, I understand

You and your kings have grown apart

I’m sure a couple of us broke your heart

Give us at least one more chance

Wait for a true God to change your stance

Speak life into you, as your experiences are enhanced

I’m just saying we have to come together as a people

Christians, LGTBQ

Gods and goddesses 

Our culture needs you

The New Pledge

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Die for America?

I won’t die for these characters

People untrue to themselves

They’re really caricatures

Kidnap my ancestors on ships

Then say they carried us

Nah, you ain’t the man, Peter Pan

Watch us fly without your fairy dust

The only reason this place is what it is

Is because of us

Tell Baltimore to calm down

No thank you, We’ve had enough

Pushed to the breaking point

Then we start breaking stuff

And somehow they’re mad at us

So if I stood in a crowd full of black faces

You know, the kinds that aren’t painted

I’d stand at attention in the room

Raise my right hand and salute

And say that I pledge allegiance to all of you…

photo was taken with Canon EOS Rebel T3i using 18-55mm lens by photographer T. Todd