Black Poetry : Can U Hear My Cry (MIXED THOUGHTS)

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  1. mistaliberator

    mistaliberator Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    LEFT DAZED AND CONFUSED
    I
    COULD
    NO LONGER HOLD ON TO MY ADJECTIVES
    BROKEN ENGLISH
    WAS ACCEPTED
    PROPERLY SPEAKING
    I
    HAVE NEVER SPOKE PROPER
    MY WORDS HAVE LIFE

    WORDS OF COLOR
    COME ALIVE
    WORDS OF LIFE
    COME ALIVE
    VISIONS
    STRONG VISIONS
    ONE VISION A MILLION DREAMS
    ONE HAND
    ONE LOVE
    ONE GOD
    AND ME AND MY PEN BEGAN
    TO PERCIPITATE
    THIS IS THE CAUSE
    THE MOVEMENT STARTED MOVING
    AND WE CANT CATCH THE BUS
    RUNNING IN NIKE SHOES
    THE BEST **** SHOES ON THE MARKET
    AND WE JUST CANT CATCH UP
    SO THEY CATCH US AND CELL US UP
    NOW
    YOU STRAP UP
    I GOT AIDS ON MY MIND
    I GOT GENOCIDE ON MY MIND
    I GOT DOMESTIC VIOLENCE ON MY MIND

    CAN YOU HELP ME CRY

    INNOCENT YOUNG SOUL IN A NEW STRUGGLE
    OLD SOUL IN THE LAST BATTLE
    STILL PRAYING FOR A BETTER DAY
    COURAGE FOUGHT THE SEGREGATION
    LEARNING TOGETHER JUST TO SAVE THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN
    K 9 NINES COULDNT BITE DEEP ENOUGH
    AND THE WATER HOSES WERENT COLD ENOUGH

    CAN U HELP ME CRY

    SO NOW THEY SELL YOUR BRIGHT IDEAS BACK TO YOU
    HOLD PISTOLS TO THE BACKS OF YOU
    POINT FINGERS
    LIKE **** BOY HOW BLACK ARE YOU
    BUT MY BODY CARRIES MY SOUL AND MY SOUL
    AND MY BLACKNESS BECAME MY CANVAS
    WHETHER IT BE A TATTOO OR HAIKU OR PUBLISHED BOOK
    I SPEAK
    IT SPEAKS
    AND WE NEVER COMMUNICATED
    BECAUSE
    I
    WASNT A DREAD HEAD OR A BLONDE HEAD
    NOT EVEN A RED HEAD
    AND WHEN YOU STOPPED CALLING ME A ******
    WITH IGNORNACE SET ASIDE
    I LOOKED YOU IN YOUR EYES AND TOLD YOU IT NEVER MATTER
    ITS ALL JUST A LOOK
    NOW LOOK
    COMPLETE KNOWLEDGE
    IN THE FORM OF A SONG HOOK OR A POETS
    POEM BOOK

    AND YOU SHOULD STOP BROTHA
    CAUSE WE DONT EVEN KNOW OURSELVES
    I SILENCE MYSELF AS IF I WERE SENSORED SENSELESS
    AND MY SENTENCES ONLY MADE ENOUGH SENSE
    BEHIND THE WALLS OF THAT JAIL CELL
    EVRYNIGHT THE REDEMPTION CAME
    LOCKED MY BODY
    CAN TRAP MY MIND
    CANT BE FREE I JUST DONT KNOW WHY

    CAN U HELP ME CRY
    CRY
    CRY
    ABOUT WHAT
    CRY
    ABOUT SOMETHING

    HOW COME YOU OFFER ME NO INCOME
    AND
    IN PLAIN ENGLISH
    AFFIRMITIVE
    NEVER SHOWED ME AN ACTION
    AND
    UNTIL THIS PAIN ENDS
    HUSTLIN BECAME MY TRAGIC REACTION
    TO STRONG TO CRY
    CRY CRY CRY
    CRY
    CRY
    CRY
    CRY CRY CRY
    CAN U HELP ME CRY

    MY THOUGHTS HAVE AWAKEN TO FEEL
    THE HARSHNESS OF YOUR THOUGHTS
    AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL
    AND THE GHETTO NEVER FORNICATED WITH POLITICS
    UNLESS
    SHE WAS GETTING PIMPED
    BEHIND THE JUSTICE
    AND
    IN FRONT OF A MILLION AND ONE FACES
    ALL DESERVING THE RIGHT TO ANY AND EVERYTHING
    THEY SELL SONGS
    THAT WE USE TO SING
    AND IN THIS POEM IM CRYING AND RELYING ON
    FAITH
    FOR THE BOOK THAT WAS WRITTEN ABOUT ME
    BUT I WASNT GIVEN RECOGNITION
    CAN U HEAR ME CRY
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    well heard this was tyte !
     
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