I WATCHED MY CLOCK TICK
12AM
I LAID IN MY BED
MY MIND PLAYING WICKED GAMES WITH ME
12:01
:02
:03
:04
AND ON
AND ON
AND ON
12:16
UNTIL I SNAPPED
AND WALKED AWAY
FREE
POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…
I WATCHED MY CLOCK TICK
12AM
I LAID IN MY BED
MY MIND PLAYING WICKED GAMES WITH ME
12:01
:02
:03
:04
AND ON
AND ON
AND ON
12:16
UNTIL I SNAPPED
AND WALKED AWAY
FREE
http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/free-me
TAINTED BY THE BEAUTY OF THE AMARICAN FLAG
A WARPED VISION
ITS DISGUISE
A RED, WHITE AND BLUE RAG
DEEP IN THE BYOU’S WERE THE BABIES MY GRANDMOMMA HAD
WHILE GRANDPOPPA LOOKED ON ANGRY, POWERLESS AND MAD
LAND OF THE FREE
YOU CANT FOOL ME
THIS RAG IS TAINTED WITH HYPOCRISY
RIVERS STILL TORTURED, DAMS STILL RED
AND SHE USE THAT SAME COLOR TO REPRESENT OUR FUTURE THAT’S STILL DEAD
CENTURIES
OLD HAG!!!!
I AINT GOT NO LOVE FOR THIS CLOTHE
SO F*** THE AMERICAN FLAG!
Please don’t come for me in the comments, it’s called creative freedom ❤
I scribble on some paper what my mind heard
I read it back
WOW!!
What powerful words
SEE…Words just seem to form in my mind
And when I read it back it all seems to rhyme
AND IT HAPPENS LIKE THIS ALMOST ALL THE TIME
I GET SO EXCITED
AND I JUST GOTTA WRITE IT
IT’S SO HARD TO FIGHT IT
THE WORDS THAT I HEARD
TO MOLD
THIS POET
SO I SHOW IT
SO EVERYONE CAN KNOW IT
THAT I AM A WRITER
THRU AND TRU
WHO EVER KNEW
THAT LIL OL ME
WOULD BE WRITING FOR ONE REASON
AND IT IS SO I CAN BE FREE!!!!
I am so amazed
I don’t have a clue
God gives me these words
From me to you
I think
How can this be?
Can all of these powerful words really come from me
Just when I think I have nothing to give
God gives me one more wonderful reason to live
THERE IS SO MUCH PAIN TO BE SHED
That’s is reason to write
And one more powerful poem to be read
Thank you, Lord for My Precious Gift.
THERE IS SO MUCH I CAN SAY ABOUT ANDY REID AND HIS SON,,,(LONG SIGH).
THIS IS A TOPIC I COULD WRITE ABOUT EVERY DAY AND HAVE MUCH TO SAY.
A POEM, HAIKU OR RANDOM THOUGHT WONT BRING RIED’S SON BACK, OR ANY
OF THE MANY PEOPLE WHO DIE EVERY DAY FROM THIS INSIDIOUS DISEASE.
ADDICTION DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE. RIED’S SON HAD EVERYTHING HE COULD
HAVE EVER WANTED AND HE STILL USED DRUG IN SPITE OF THE DANGERS THAT
LIED AHEAD.
HE FOUGHT A GOOD FIGHT, MAY HE REST IN PEACE, NOW HE IS TRUELY FREE.
ADDICTION DOESN’T CARE ABOUT YOUR SOCIAL STATUS, AGE, RACE, SEXUAL PREFERENCE OR RELIGIOUS BELIEFS,,,(LONG SIGH). I REALLY HATE THIS DISEASE CALLED ADDICTION!
EXILED
I have no refuge from racism
My ancestors’ only escape was church and fire baptism
This human race is so callous
With their deliberate ignorance
Nana still praying to God for her mastas deliverance
YES SA MASA…NO SA MASA
Such tainted word
Kill that nigger were the words that I heard
Daddy was angry, cause his dreams were deemed dead
Kumbaya was our national anthem with rivers of tortured silence instead
Mamma had a baby but he didn’t look like me
He had a stream of long hair and green eyes you could clearly see
The white race left a trail of bastards never claiming one
I heard the church folks whispering
That’s mastas son
Never in their bed, they raped us on patches of earth and vacant fields instead
Lynching
Disempowerment
Physically
And psychologically enslaved
It was Martin
Harriett Tubman
Rosa Parks
And many more who were brave
They would stand us up
Spin us around
And someone in the crowd would yell
I’ll take four
And the others were useless like confederate coins after the war
There are things in this world that used to feel like a slap in the face
I WAS YOUNG
I CONFORMED WITH THE WORLD ABOUT RACE
And in the Old Testament, God separated tribes and didn’t want us marrying outside our race
It took some years but interracial marriage didn’t deserve such a precious emotion that went to waste
Now listen…
There are a few things I just got to say
One being I was EXTREMLY ANGRY when OJ got away
Karma’s a bitch
That’s why his dumb ass sitting in jail right now today
However that statement was strong,
Dramatic
And unquestionably clear
The white race was defeated at least that’s how it would appear
Someone said they would give up their citizenship to see OJ convicted
At least that’s how they kicked it
There would have been no trial of the century if OJ’s victim was black
And ain’t no arguing that
Now they wouldn’t be so quick to say
Because black women are killed every day
Affirmative action a camouflage for racism
Now that’s a bone I’ll throw back
To get hired just because you’re black
How racist is that?
I give thanks to God every day
For living in the era that allows me to say whatever I want to say
I’m black.
I am proud.
And I am bold
AND IF THERE IS A STORY TO TELL
BEST BELIEVE IT WILL BE TOLD
Thank you, Ignorance.
FREEDOM…
FREEDOM IS NOT FREE
FREEDOM IS IN VICTORY
SOMETIMES YOU MUST FIGHT
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