Black Poetry : Outlaw Justice One Black Girl Down

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Outlaw Justice One Black Girl Down



    Bang is the sound as he cocks his gun,
    Un just war; all in the name of cowardly war.
    Black girl went down, tears upon the eyes
    Daddy turn around, his black girl was down
    Message from the hood, Aint nobody safe,
    Another child out the way, oh black trigger
    Living in the circle, ragging fire black girl
    Killed by a black finger on the trigger,
    Daddy grabbed his baby. How many more must die
    before someone starts to realize
    all the killing, all the blood, the evil corrupts their life
    and decides when and where they go
    all that’s left, another son or daughter dead
    Another story genocide that claims a life behind
    The trigger of gangsters house.

    A mother cries, for the loss
    of her child a father mourns, the loss of his own blood
    a daughter who will never marry, are wear that white robe,
    a son holds a degree, a son with his favorite basket ball,
    a mother who plans for her birth,
    when a gun calls your name, it has no conscious
    who he claims, Satan warriors, have invaded
    the temple once was call safe
    after the last gun blast.

    Mama standing at the window, daddy on his knees
    They don kill my black jewel.
    But before the window’s shut, she
    hears screams coming from all about.
    For a second she feels what went wrong, never thinking
    It was her black prize, killing nations and tribes.
    All in the name of homie pride,
    He takes his gun and blow from the Gut.

    Tales from the hood he’s a part of the family now,
    Rag ties around his head, black pride,
    a coward who has taken
    Another child’s life,
    Before long there’ll be a stone, another nigg—out the way,
    life that is countless, only the
    bullet who represents the indoctrination,
    A gangster without pride are love; The tires are squealing
    as the last of his shots ring out, Mama without child,
    When it comes to killing, he’ll be the best.
    He’ll pop you with a woozy , without a second thought,
    Cause by this endless cycle of death, his soul’s been Sold.
    Daddy takes his prize upon his chest, her last breath screams,
    As her eyes roll back in her head. Daddy say fear not
    My black prize, I will meet you on the other side.
    Free from the dungeon of hell, Daddy save your self.



    There’s no sympathy for the outlaws,
    Bruises on my back from the sins of your Father;
    Scars on my brain from the hell of your Mother
    Fear bears its own hell, I will release your mama
    From her pain, if I don’t get it right, times will never change.
    One time on the clock, and one time on the cross,
    Someone’s going to die tonight, They don kill my
    black girl, I am already dead.

    Black brotha’s gathered together in a circle,
    Reclaiming their righteous temple, wont be know
    Freedom, until all the nigg…s are dead.
    They are on enemy ground now, no turning back,
    So he steadies his trigger finger by gripping his gun.
    No more treason in the name of black thug.
    Heart starts pounding the car turns a corner,
    It’s initiation time, and eye for an eye, a death for a death,
    I reclaim my precious jewel, death for death,
    The tires are squealing as the last of his shots ring out,
    before the window’s shut, she hears screams coming from all about.
    For a second Daddy said, I redeem my inheritance;
    this is for the homies,
    Who never had a chance, righteousness’?

    In the name of black pride,
    another nigg…….. Out the way, let the free live upon the free.
    Down with the bureaucracy you don kill my black child.

    @Copywrite2005
    Noumi Collectives
    Jacqueline Amos
     
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    Mama standing at the window, daddy on his knees
    They don kill my black jewel.
    But before the window’s shut, she
    hears screams coming from all about.
    For a second she feels what went wrong, never thinking
    It was her black prize, killing nations and tribes.
    All in the name of homie pride,
    He takes his gun and blow from the Gut.



    black pride has been white-washed by the media like tide(with bleach)

    once again u tap into my core with your poetry sista...keep dropin them queen

    one love
    khasm
     
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    Poetrymama Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    re:Outlaw

    Talent you have. :flowers:
     
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    wow...i felt the emotion

    you expressed realism,this is a solid piece indeed.

    continue shinning!
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    deeply expressed feeling all the fire in this piece
     
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    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Thank you blessing upon your house.
     
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    I salute this piece with all due respect, thanks for sharing this with us.
     
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    blessings upon your house
     
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