Black Poetry : At Spring time wit Dha Fam

shaneak

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We had our herbal dreams…
We cut our growing weeds…
We lit the charcoal…
We reminisce of stories once told…

The sun is so brightly shining…
My cousin…is so nicely rhyming…
My brother…hittin wit da beats…
As we walk together down the street…

My mother seasons the food…
And my daddy is trying to stay cool.
The heating is steady rising…
But we are still compromising…

To spring time wit dha Fam….

A picnic stacked with grub…
As we wait…splittin a dub…
Rhymin…Scribin…Flowin…lovin…
The springtime wit dha Fam.

And as we casually shoot some hoops…
Back and forth….
Left then right…
A three…In the face…
No empty space…but we just..
Chillin..lovin…
Spring time..wit dha Fam…

The smoke from the grill…
And you so hungry…
If those looks could kill…
Or feed you growling tummy…

But we just slide in some spades…
Maybe we could play for money…
Just remember when the foods done…
That will say whose won!!!

All is fair in a Fam reunion…
And with spring time air…
You can have a great time…
At springtime. Wit dha Fam!!!
 

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