Black Poetry : momma tears...

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  1. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    she looked out
    on a clutter-filled street
    of ill-forgotten peace
    to see

    HIM

    he fancied himself
    a street corner pharmacist
    for unprescribed drugs
    and illegal substances

    she cried

    riverlets of tears
    streamed down her window pane
    staining and blurring
    the death he
    courted.
    life and limbs
    contorted
    metaphorically speaking
    by vile substances
    injected in his veins

    "i'm sorry"

    she whispered to the window pane
    knowing he wouldn't hear her plea
    ...couldn't see
    life passing him by
    NO.
    he wouldn't try
    ...wouldn't do right by
    this just'us society
    he felt trapped in
    coz the Black Man
    lives by the rules of the streets
    only the strong survive
    through big bank
    and much heat

    momma looked out the window
    and watched {tears}

    momma tears

    ...rolled and flowed
    like rivers
    along the journey of life
    as strife rocked her
    and disappointment
    knocked her {around}

    she watched
    as the son she birth
    ...nurtured
    and taught life's worth
    roll and flirt
    in the gutter of his turf

    "I'M DA MAN"
    she'd hear him say

    does MAN carry a different meaning today?
    she'd ask
    as she'd try to aportion meaning
    to the meaningless existence
    that was his

    momma tears
    for all the times
    she'd tried
    and failed
    but
    never failed to try.
    on bended knees
    she asked
    WHY?

    as momma tears
    took her on a journey
    across the many years
    from birth to now
    and now forward
    she prayed for a change
    but day after day
    all things remain the same

    and everyday
    she'd look out the window
    and watch
    the street corner pharmacist
    for unprescribed drugs
    and illegal substances
    selling his wares
    next to her stoop

    and momma tears flowed.:(
     
  2. msluciousb

    msluciousb Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I'm speechless!

    You preached a sermon with that one homie!
    Loved the flow and the imagery of it.
    BLESSINGS ON YA HOUSE!
     
  3. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    your luciousness...

    there are too many mothers out there crying over the PATH their sons have chosen to take...mistakes they're destined to make...their unwillingness to listen to wisdom staring in their face coz NOBODY KNOWS THE TROUBLE THEY SEEK.

    your kind words and blessings are cherished.
    THANKS FOR THE LOVE.
     
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    Hunter Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This was such a vivid flow!!
    I could see every heartbreaking scene as I read. I loved the stories you tell poet!!

    *stooping*



    :toast:
     
  5. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Huntress...

    it's hard to believe that my brethren, today, are insensitive to--or just don't care about--the pain and anguish they cause their mothers. as a youngster--or a man, for that matter--i would never even curse around my mother. yet, there are so many who would do anything in their mother's front...knowing that it pains her. WHERE'S THE LOVE.

    glad you enjoyed the stream of the river.

    One.
     
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    Balla Balla Balla

    feeling this, Baller....

    I've gained an education about the mentality of the young bruthaz in the juvenile camps and correctional facilities....it's a very interesting paradox. I represented the "mother" figure to them in the classroom; gave me nothing but respect, they were my boyz....but when they spoke of "females" (their women outside)...it was all about threats against them if they didn't "put in work" for them....it was nothing but contempt, disrespect, and the false bravado that comes along with planting so many seeds they will not support.

    Who taught them to act this way? Was it something learned by osmosis (in the womb?), was it something they repeatedly observed in their environment? All of the above, perhaps? You see, I do think they love their mamas (as much as they KNOW what love is)....and Amun Ra brought a piece that spoke to the flip side of this recently.... But what's a youngblood qualified to do at 10 or 12 that's gonna satisfy the bling-bling....and help pay some bills at the crib?

    And, most of them think they'll never get "caught up"...like Ray Ray nem....

    I'm a witness that ultimately, 99.999 percent of them get strung out, caught up...and locked down..... with their mamas crying a river of tears.

    Thought provoking, as always, Brotha B.

    thank you

    a
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Ms A.

    i've been to those facilities...walked the streets of south central. i know what you're saying. SOCIETY--the system--has made it that way...taught our young that there is nothing more important than the bling bling...and doing what they have to do to get it. with our limited imaginings, we've bought into it...lost our hope...forgot about respect...don't care about others. that's the society we live in...UNFORTUNATELY.

    i can feel the "let me out" bubbling up inside of you...can't wait to escape. THANKS FOR SHARING a little of what you see everyday.
     
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    man i feel u and know dis here on point
    indeed they created it dis way
    tyte write
     
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