Black Poetry : goodbye, my friend...

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  1. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    as i lay, breathless
    atop a hospital gourney
    ...life slipping away from me

    beep....beep....beep....beep

    heartbeat running
    on 33 instead of the 45 RPMs
    it takes to run me

    the slow, drip-drop
    is freezing moments
    as life and time flashes by
    and i wonder

    how did i get here?

    i fear no man
    but how could this be
    this spectre of death hovering over me

    slow {ly}
    my life flow
    runs {away} from me

    beep...beep...beep

    the drip-drop of blood spots
    from deep, embedded cuts
    caused by gun shots
    while i was high
    ...smoking blunts

    i didn't know
    ...couldn't see
    how many were there
    coming after me

    now,
    i lay breathless
    atop a hospital gourney
    family and friends
    crying over me

    again, i ask
    how could this be?

    the cold fingers of death
    grasping for me
    BE STILL MY BLEEDING HEART
    that pumps life through me
    i see
    as from the depths of the deepest sea
    shadowy figures surrounding me

    beep.....beep

    wrapped in a blanket of darkness
    i couldn't hear
    ...couldn't see
    the many tears
    you shed for me

    beep............

    as i walk the long walk
    through that dark tunnel
    that leads to the bright light
    i want to say to you

    my friend

    i have enjoyed my time
    ...our time
    that we've shared
    me...there for you
    you...showing you cared
    when i said I NEED
    you were always there
    when you said WHAT'S UP
    i had your back
    that's only fair

    as my ashes gets blown
    away...like tiny clouds
    of dust particles
    until nothingness
    is left
    and all you can see
    is the emptiness
    of an open
    canister
    it's sinister
    what this void of blackness
    can be

    as hopes and dreams
    and fantasies
    fade
    into a deepening mist
    of everlasting deception
    playing its tricks on me
    there is no after
    just
    forever darkness
    surrounding me.

    beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp......................................
     
  2. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    when the grim reaper strolls by...

    there is no time for I WISH I DID THINGS DIFFERENT...you're either ready for it, or you're not...either way, you're ***'d out.

    THANKS FOR THE READ, Cindy.

    One.

    {Not just me........hmmm:)}
     
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    Baller,

    This is deep, even frightening. I like the way you took it down, step by step to the last beep.....I'm in nursing and this is real. I guess that's why it feels so real.....Death, so sad, when you don't know the LORD. Very masterful work.

    Mad Sistahly Love:heart:
    CCBSKYN
     
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    The visuals are spectacular. The piece is moving.
    The message. Stunning.
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Sherykah...

    living in Detroit, i'm sure you're constantly reminded of how the beepless became so. too many of US becoming beepless in the process of trying to be DA MAN.

    Coco...i was listening to a report last night...saying that people with chronic illnesses, who have a deep belief in GOD lives two or more years longer than similar patients who have no belief in GOD...or believes that GOD has abandoned them. GOD fills my life, daily. HE allows me to wake up. i thank HIM for all that i am...all that i have. keep up the work of healing our bodies...so that GOD can heal our souls.:)

    SuNNiOne...thanks for feeling me on this one. Death is often MOVING. I just hope that this moves someone to examine their lifestyle...and move away from where they are, to a more comfortable place.

    TO ALL OF YOU, THANKS FOR THE READ and the love.
     
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    Da Street So'ja Banned MEMBER

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    yo

    you real dun
    them still live?
    that's some foul ****
    dun

    this was some str8 i know up close and personal

    DSSNY
     
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