Black Poetry : CITY STRUCTURE

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  1. $$RICH$$

    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    Here we are in the limb of society
    The city streets of bad reality
    under a struggle of formalities
    where we fight in such poverity
    to keep hopes and dreams to our families

    Broken glass like slaved mind
    doing destruction raising da crime
    sour hustlers on da nickle & dime
    city of pain at darkness I hear crying
    labled from birth thy tongues of lying
    why are we still dying

    Killing souls of self creed
    for a lable and some deed
    when it's not to feed
    but to da city another bleed
    destroying our future seed

    I can hear thy Mother's weep
    from broken homes getting deep
    Father's at lost of sleep
    from there self mentally weak
    fighting against one another
    instead of lovin thy black brother

    Children at play wit no care in da world
    on da city street (Bang) lay a little girl
    city denounce death from da Barrel
    becoming da new age Hitler terror
    holding pitty and then hate
    on da crossroads that's narror & streight

    People of Blackness
    yet not in Awareness
    displaying hurtful madness
    will it end or will it be foreverness
    O' how my heart limp in sadness
    from da destructional cities of no love

    We so broken and divided
    movin in different direction
    wit no moral affection
    yet we claim feel no shame
    then we turn point and blame
    beyond the truth and reality of will
    shoot , rob , rape and kill
    this what many black now feel
    We can't even begin to heal
    is it that our fate been seal
    or was it by design of the devil's deal

    O' my my my how i cry
    at da well of by and bye
    unity to united is no labor law
    yet we turn run and beyond what's raw
    on da lines making wrong call
    that's driving da sane up da wall

    City streets of death wish
    passing off on a daily dish
    taken us well under
    into an eternal deep a....slumber
    I still have this rumble in my mind
    how our people truely dying
    casting off destructional hate
    where's da street love for humankind to make
    living upon da weak and da fake
    is this our only fate

    Why we can't support our own
    yet we sing this unity song
    and then we dis another so wrong
    was it just the image of a clone
    City now heavy stone
    I'm tired , tired to da bone
    time we rise and get alone
    agree to disagree wit a friendly tone
    let da stain dry and go home

    We didn't make da rules
    yet we use it as a tool
    and continue to be this bubblin fool
    forgetting to really school
    the youth of minds in this age time
    so they may rise and shine
    and don't leave a soul behind
    think then speak ever so kind
    our women , sisters , queenz
    wake up do the right things
    feed thy children raise them right
    so they may see another night
    from da city of our flyte
    stop the degrading of self
    don't let another put u on da shelf
    of lost never found
    being da misfit of the town
    but be the voice the power of sound
    but keep thy KING da man around

    I can't express more then now
    for us as a people to bridge the gap
    hit back powerful not some tap
    time we open up and free our minds
    from the structure that was design
    we no longer blind
    to what's happening to our kind
    they know we on a mission
    but we still confused and twisted
    time we stop pullin apart
    link da chain of lovin hearts
    time we stop fooling ourselves
    take heed to the many graves
    where our now people lays
    City now under da blade
    of a double edge sword & fleet
    feel me people feel my beat
    talking bout da roll of city street

    Oneday / somehow / someway / somewhere
    we gonna change mentally / spiritrually / morally
    as a whole, a people and bond in brother & sister hood
    as one and keep our dollars within da circle of us
    we gonna make our voices sing in harmony
    we gonna rise to the hopes & dreams of past centuries
    we gonna apply our guns for safty of thy families
    we gonna move our hate and anger in a direction
    against our oppressors against this poverty at our struggle
    we gonna come with common solutions , work out simple
    confusion we will apply our knowledge to feed wisdom
    to the brains this will be my living aim.​
     
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    if we not strive to fight flesh to flesh
    one brother
    one sistah
    laying dead
    over the dumb ish
    instead of protecting the nest

    another life
    another soul
    innocently
    young
    violently unfold


    "sometimes I feel like a motherless child"
    is the cry i hear of mothers weaping eyes
    on this street corner to count how many witnessed deaths
    and to the other street corner, wondering if you make it to see 21 or lay in cold blood in your own premature death

    the prayers of a mother
    seeing many sleepless nights
    not knowing weather your seed will return
    the one you loved
    the one you clothed
    the one you fed
    the one who's dreams you bred

    another homey blown in the head
    like moths to a flame
    the flame enlarges its dread

    the midnight once it covered the darkness
    now in broad day light
    it's boldly
    stealing lives with sharpness

    self-hatred
    we defeat our own success
    we defeat our own strength
    we defeat our own possibilities
    we defeat our own depth
    instead we should be mentoring one another...
    it takes a village to raise a child
    we should be protecting the life of a youth
    but life is unvalued
    and degraded
    life is an exstinction
    life is depraved
    the soul and heart increasingly wicked
    who can know it?
    who can know it?
    who can know it?

    this is the hearts cry of the poet
    this is the hearts cry of the writer

    where is the love?
    that people need
    for with love
    you can be free.

    thanks for this rich, felt this one.

    Desert Storm
     
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    Rich, oh my goodness, how this touched me. And Desert Storm, I loved your flow in response. Rich, you covered so much...how we claim unity but don't embrace it, how hating each other wasn't our idea but we keep it going, how we should have been fed up with this mess a long time ago. I'd love to hear you read this one. I tried to give you rep points, but I have to spread some more love around first. Highest of props brotha!!!
     
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    Both flow and KNOCKED ME OUT!!!
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    yes yes yes !!!!.............say it say it say it !!! DS i can relate
    Time we take back our minds and control our destiny our children
    our families and love ones our brothers and sisters on these wicked
    city streets ...May tomorrow bring us another step closer mindful to
    embrace our hopes and free will in life that was design to keep us as
    people in a slavery mental and destructional maze of madness against
    our own .

    Thank u ever so dearly for feeling me deeply .
     
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    Thank u watz and surely i will read this so the expression can be felt
    i'll try my best to do it Friday night at the throwdown . So happy u was able to feel my direction of this moving piece for healing .

    Thankz 1poet i am happy u felt me as well the sister here as reality was forth
    coming and we need to start now as a people collectively to reach any common
    ground in America.
     
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    Destructional maze of city streets of da hoods where great strong black men stood
     
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    yes, i would like to hear this too in spoken word. this poem was awesome, brought me back. thank you rich. too deep.

    Desert Storm
     
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    Hi Brother

    I to can hear the city cry
    and I see the children hands reaching up
    hoping someone will take it
    and them away from all this craziness
    and my heart becomes heavy.
    I want to be a solider
    and leave no one behind
    it's going to take all of US


    Peace and love poet.
     
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    so true so real these are the feeling i feel
    this so hard yet so deep that have me in lost of sleep
    I weep in the blood of thy peers
    I weep in the stain of many tears
    I weep on the notion of another going down
    I can't stand without a frown
    everytime i walk da streets
    Da city cry making us weak
    from da killings and all this stealing
    if it my will i am willing
    to bring a face to grace in this race

    so true so real is all i can feel .
     
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