Untitled Jan 7th 2020

A lot makes me sad

Not much makes me happy

I like playing games

And spending time with family

I hate pretending

I hate having to be “manly”

I like being in Atlanta

I like a certain Cancer

I hate that my dad left me

I hate that her mom left her

It’s no one’s fault really

Though I feel like most thing fall on me

Maybe I’m right about everything

Or maybe I’m just bad at overthinking

New Decade Same Shit

This year seems a lot like the last

Not a bad thing it’s just what I’ve noticed

I’m still locked in

I’m still focused

Think I’m Ruffin and everybody else is Otis

It’s all about me

I’m who they come to see

If I stop then everything else gets messy.

Keeping the family on track like a train

Peace and prosperity the only things on my brain

Dreaming of Drowning

Maybe because I’m an Aquarius

Maybe it has nothing to do with this

I’m not sure but…

The white capped waves wade and I am calmed

Any issues handed down are palmed

Worries are beached and their own to each

Soft, gritty, serenity below my feet

I am weak…

But the lady of the water carries me

For eternity I wish to be covered entirely

So the lady of the water marries me

Soothed by her commotion

Comforted by her motion

Waving in her wetness

Consummation with the lady of the ocean

First legs…then eyes opened

I am awoken…

Millennials

We’re the generation that hates waiting

Necessities include instant gratification 

Including bank statements 

Yet we still have no savings

Losing respect for older generations

They created hell on earth

Yet act like we’re Satanists

Sorry if we don’t give a fuck about religion

Caring means we’d have to pay attention

How when we can’t even pay tuition

Wishing that our parents listened

Visionaries but they can’t see our visions

A better world is our only mission

Feminism so our women don’t just work in kitchens

Wear old shit and call it vintage

Trying to get our legacies cemented

Trayvon and Sandra are our Emmitts

Always worried about our image

Afraid of love so we stray from committment

Life comes fast we can’t waste one minute

Don’t preach to us about patience

Just go back and read the first sentence. 

Liberty and Justice for Some

2015 #BlackLivesMatter

2016 is only looking sadder

Tamir was gone before he could even blink

Eric couldn’t breathe let alone think

But what do their deaths really mean?

The media makes us out to be thugs and crack fiends

Drug dealers who smoke weed and drink lean

Loud mouth aggressors who purposely make scenes

Lazy bastards who only sleep but don’t have dreams

Protesters marching for an offensive movement

Maybe that’s why police kill our people like its soothing

Shoot us and abuse us until our bodies are no longer moving

And it’s pointless to put our hands in the air

The murderer from Ferguson let us know that they don’t care

Job description is to protect and serve

I speak for my people when I say it’s getting on my last nerve

Being treated like animals the way they pick us out of our herd

I’m not exaggerating, I’m speaking for those who aren’t heard

In America they claim you get what you earn

I deserve to be killed, that’s what I’ve learned

Murdered not by lynching but by police bullets while the evidence is burned

It’s like since we’re African American we don’t deserve American rights

So we’ll continue to pray, protest and fight

Because a great man once told me

“We gon be alright!”