Black Poetry : flow reborn....1st poem in my book

thespokesman

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Mo. City Tx/ Houston
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Designer, student
Flow Reborn

The boy is here
My flow reborn
Into what
A few rhymes

Now my rhyme is death
See that’s why I try to find line

What your ol man see in that pipe
Every rhyme is like a man beating his wife

Flow for broads scheming on man
For money, child support

Flow for crack, powder
And those who extort

Migrant workers, underpaid
Highly skilled

Flowing for those who can’t pay their bills
Those with repos

I flow for a hope
We as a world we awake from comatose

We been sleepin
I flow for prostitutes and strippers creepin

That’s what Jesus came for
He came for the whore
For trash, ****, and scumbags
Beggin for a door
Out the life they in
They situation
The matrix of possibilities of a blind child
This is hot sauce in what
History called a melting pot
The marijuana, old hippies and rots

Flow for a chance
To be heard

This is the spoke
The spoken word
 

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