Black Poetry : Learning Tools

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by islander, Oct 7, 2003.

  1. islander

    islander Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This piece was written a while back when I was in a poetry slam and didn't do very well. It's definitely a performance piece so excuse the mic and stage references. It's about how the other poets treated me after the fact and just my general idea of how cruel a poetry scene can be. Pardon the language, but I was upset at the time!!! Enjoy!


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    I'm not as stupid as I used to be...or so I thought
    I'm supposed to get smarter as life gets harder, but in my case...I guess not
    I'm still doing stupid things like,
    Letting men break my heart,
    Not thinking before I talk,
    And walking into walls of uncertainty that makes me lose track of my thoughts
    But I 'm supposed to be so smart
    Smarter than the average humanoid
    My mother trained me to be null and void of people who constantly perpetrate negativity
    And to hide the key to my self esteem deep within me
    But my own father burglarized my self esteem and had a funny way of swallowing my pride for me
    Leaving me empty and seemingly hopeless of filling the cup of my pride back up
    But his insensitivity made me look at other people objectively
    Keeping my eyes wide open and stepping lightly so I can hear the sharpening of the knife by the backstabber walking 2 steps behind me

    But I'm not as dumb as I used to be
    My smile is wide but my soul is deep enough to read the souls of my enemies
    Old enough to pick up on your trickery
    And wise enough to make you think you're pimpin' me when I'm really bi**hing you
    I've played my cards in I-De-Clare-WAR and life always holds the deuce
    But it hasn't beaten me yet so I d**n sure won't let you

    But to tell you the truth...I'm still a little stuck on stupid
    Because I'm surrounded by people that do so much backbiting that they forget to chew
    They swallow souls up whole but don't really consume...they just let it stew
    Just long enough for you to give up so they can spit it right back at you
    If you don't know what I mean, then I'll put it in bold letters for you
    I'm talking about this poetry scene

    Right now, someone thinks that I don't deserve to get on a mic
    That I'm too much of a f**k up to get this poetry s**t right
    That I can't keep track of my thoughts long enough to get my point across...and you are absolutely right
    My mind spans the globe so it's hard for me to stay focused
    Sometimes I get choked up on my verbs and forget my words
    But instead of constructive criticism, I get a thumbs-up and fake compliments like..."You did good!"

    If I stink I'd rather you hand me a bar of soap than smell me from a distance and turn up your nose
    I will not explode if you tell me to reconsider my flow or to practice a little more
    But ya'll don't give a f**k because you think I'm up here just trying to get a nut
    And you know what....YES-I-AM!!
    I wanna nut until my brain bleeds so I can spread knowledge like an infectious disease
    Because an orgasm is all in your mind, you see

    But I want you to understand that your applause won't make me come...
    Your praise won't make me come...
    Being on a stage will not make me come...
    But your backbiting....your backbiting will make me come HARD
    Hard enough for my soul to bust
    Hard enough for you to think you just busted a nut
    I wanna come so strong that you will smell it on your clothes FOREVER....FOREVER EVER...FOREVER EVER? (OutKast)

    Yeah, I want you to remember
    Remember where I started
    Remember when I fell flat on my face and how hard you laughed
    Remember that I got back up
    Remember that I always tried in spite of
    And most importanly, remember when I spread my wings
    Because that's when your faking and your backbiting meant nothing
    And I've finally made this poetry thing count for something
    Something bigger than me and my stupidity
    Just big enough to see my enemies clearly as well as my future
    Whether it be as a writer or a teacher...
    Either way, I refused to be hindered by the spitefulness of other...because I'm smarter than that

    If need be, I'll be the sole proletariat of this poetry community
    Just to spread revolution of the mind and society
    But, until then, I will continue to spread knowledge from God...to thought...to ink...to paper...to word...spoken word.

    Copyrighted by Tamara Al-Rashid 2003
     
  2. poeticlyspeakin

    poeticlyspeakin Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    whhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww!!! this is it! omg omg omg, Im str8 sprung, no joke! my fav part is...

    "If I stink I'd rather you hand me a bar of soap than smell me from a distance and turn up your nose"

    Omg Im just in love with this! this is too tyte!
     
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    nice very nice..
     
  4. gempis

    gempis Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    this is not the declaration of independence - it's the declaration of strength. phenomenal work. sure wish we could hear you read it.
     
  5. triniti424

    triniti424 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    yo islander...
    my sista where have you been all this time??!!??
    holdin back this tyteness when we been here awaitin' :wave:
    I know what u mean when people underestimate your minds span...but thas all good...it takes good people to know good people...those perpetrators were a waste of ya time...you are betta off without em my sista :)
    flow on...please lol :)
     
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    nice flow...well said
     
  7. islander

    islander Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I was lucky enough to stumble across this forum a couple of weeks ago and I'm glad I did. You all have to be some of the most inspiring wordsmiths I've ever experienced. In between your beautiful and truthful poetry and the graciousness of each of you, I think I've found a writer's haven.
     
  8. true love

    true love Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    very nice...you really held nothing back...much love to you
     
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