Black Poetry : Depressed........but not useless

krazelyricks

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da south............ATL
Occupation
student
Depressed
But not useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Living in a hood with a heart of gold
Walkin’ down the block and see all the souls
stole
The crack heads bein’ bold
Walkin’ in the open with the crack pipes they hold
Drug dealers and the money they fold
Hoochified hoochies on the corners with the stories untold
Pimps using the hoochified to supply the gold
they wear around their neck ice cold
Bankin’ the dough
you know
The fat money roll

So, I’m depressed
But not useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Crazed brods in the streetz fightin’ one another
Over a cheatin’ brother
Instead of lovin’ one another
They scrapin’ in the streetz with each other
Fightin’ closer and closer to the pin together
For a brother
That wouldn’t even bother
To break it up to save his own unborn daughter
Yet they still fight and smoother
For that cheatin’ lover
wanna be destined partner
And future no good father
While in jail both girls write letters
And the brother
only laughs it off and brags to his other
neighborhood brothers

So, right now, I’m depressed
But not useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Depressed, for that neighborhood baller
That thinks no other
is tougher
one girl stalker
The one that thinks he’s the #1 mister
Covalent master
Overall procrastinator
Rockin’ the lastest gear
Clockin’ guns non- fear
Lookin’ others down with the madd stare
Blockin’ and poppin’ without a care
Until one day he was popped over there
Over where?
Over where?
Over there on MLK over there
They popped this brother for all his high priced gear
Brother came up with a gun and a wicked stare
Jacked him for all his money and bus fare
Now, that used to be neighborhood baller was cryin’ in fear
And popped just like he killed others without a care
I mean, this brother was really left BARE

So, I’m depressed
But NOT useless
Not even gracless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

For that lil’ boy that ain’t got no food to eat
Dirt in his hair because he sleeps on the street
Passed from foster home to foster home cause he ain’t got no home to keep
No fresh clothes or bed in which to sleep
Got them too little shoes on his feet
No needed glasses for his eyes to see
Go to school and it seems he is all the students see
They wonder why he reeks
Of tar and pee- pee
Don’t want to get near him to find out who he be
Oh, how naive are they for a genius couldn’t even be compared to he

So for him, I’m depressed
But not useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Distance fantasies of gettin’ out the hood
Breakin’ boundaries to do somethin’ good
Breakin’ bread to get a little food
That was a dream of a man in my hood
He had in his heart he should
If the world would
Give him a chance to do the good
But at the age of 23 a bullet was put
In his heart and left through his foot
He was walkin’ out the door
Of his house and left layin’ on the floor
A gansta that was jealous of him shot him more and more
Until the shoting became just a bore
Another chance for the world to become more
And the chance was broken to the core

So right now you ought to see why I’m depressed
But NOT useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Projects ain’t got no grass
Lil’ girls walkin’ around with sass
Lil’ hood rats thumpin’ loud beats with bass
And together they disrespect what their parents says
Scrapped to the fulliest causing constant dismays
Cursing and argurin’ in several ways
Until on the ground together they lays
But I don’t know, I guess they think crimes pays
Or it might just be another phase
But many die before they even get a real life tease
Pasted
and Erased
Pasted
and Erased

So, I’m depressed
But NOT useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Depressed because I was once like that
I thought you wasn’t a true “G” unless you had my back
Talked about people because all they lacked
In school I slacked
And on the streetz my pockets were double stacked
Fought several
Became the biggest and toughest rebel
Skipped every revival
And became my own family’s rival
You see, I had so much potential
I was aware of it but I wanted to keep it confidential
Which broke my bother physical
and mental
So much that I became mental
Until one day I went to a midnight revival
And there they taught me a great fundamental
That your life is yours, live it to the highest potential
I got back in school
A different school of course
Started passing every course
But this still didn’t remove the feeling that hurts me the most

I’m depressed
But not useless
Not even graceless
Much less faceless
My attitude is priceless
I’m just depressed

Depressed about the politics
That keep stuff from the public
The people over in Africa with the AIDS effect that make them sick
My people here who will do anything for some #*%$
You take your pick
The problem is no one is taking heed
To the need
of the educational
potential
deferential
in our own face both mental and physically
Breaking both personal
and professional
families
My name is Foxylady
and I’m a lady
But we must all form together as “man”
To cure the increasing problems at hand
Make a stand
If you can
And cure the depressed man
To the fulliest reprimand
And take heed to my land
The depressed side of NEVER EVER LAND
And today I take my stand
To change the statistic of the black woman
The Black African American woman
African American
African American
African American
African American
I take my stand
for every human!!!!!!!!!!!
 

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