Black Poetry : She Thought Him...

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She Thought Him…

She thought him the bland quips
…The cryptic rips people threw his way

Maybe not today

But every other day, as they say
When people opinions played him
At their whim
Calling him a chaser of trim
Chases it
Plays with it
To make it
HIS
Dispose of it
To start the chase
Again

She thought him the bland quips
…The cryptic rips people threw his way

As they dissed his playa game
…dismissed the latest flame
He never tried to claim
Claimed it was never his aim
To harvest from the field of hopes and dreams
He’d come to know
As he suffered beneath-the-belt blows
From those claiming to be in the know
But…didn’t know
HIM

She thought him the dawg of the earth
Of a valueless worth

But the jealousies
Of haters she could not see
Was clouding and muddying her objectivity
Birthing dissension between them
When it came to him
They were too slow
Couldn’t go toe-to-toe with a wordsmith
Couldn’t get this
…This game he portrayed on canvases of life
Not having a wife didn’t make him an evil man
With pen in hand
Airbrushing happiness with a maze of words
Things they’d never heard
Had them giddy with fantasies of romance
Ready to take a chance on
HIM

Him
Who they believed
A dawg
A skeez
Coz that was the word on the streets
‘bout
HIM

She thought him
That way
‘til that first
HELLO​
 
She Thought Him…

She thought him the bland quips
…The cryptic rips people threw his way

Maybe not today

But every other day, as they say
When people opinions played him
At their whim
Calling him a chaser of trim
Chases it
Plays with it
To make it
HIS
Dispose of it
To start the chase
Again

She thought him the bland quips
…The cryptic rips people threw his way

As they dissed his playa game
…dismissed the latest flame
He never tried to claim
Claimed it was never his aim
To harvest from the field of hopes and dreams
He’d come to know
As he suffered beneath-the-belt blows
From those claiming to be in the know
But…didn’t know
HIM

She thought him the dawg of the earth
Of a valueless worth

But the jealousies
Of haters she could not see
Was clouding and muddying her objectivity
Birthing dissension between them
When it came to him
They were too slow
Couldn’t go toe-to-toe with a wordsmith
Couldn’t get this
…This game he portrayed on canvases of life
Not having a wife didn’t make him an evil man
With pen in hand
Airbrushing happiness with a maze of words
Things they’d never heard
Had them giddy with fantasies of romance
Ready to take a chance on
HIM

Him
Who they believed
A dawg
A skeez
Coz that was the word on the streets
‘bout
HIM

She thought him
That way
‘til that first
HELLO​

Well said! I took this as a reminder to some of our Sisters to look at a man's potential and not his present condition. Many a good Brother has been overlooked by not looking deeper.

....and, sadly, many a sorry man has been picked by not looking deeper as well.

As the Elders used to say:

"My child, long may you live
And short may you tarry
But, mind whom you mate with
And whom you marry."
 
Sister CherryB. Been some time since we've gone back and forth. kinda miss those days.:)

but, yeah, i've seen too many bruthaz get ripped coz they didn't talk a certain way...or dress a certain way...or do what others thought they should do. too many people can't accept people for who they are...want them to be what they want them to be, instead.

thanks for the comment, my sister. always insightful.
 
"But the jealousies
Of haters she could not see
Was clouding and muddying her objectivity
Birthing dissension between them
When it came to him
They were too slow
Couldn’t go toe-to-toe with a wordsmith"

Whew...deepest words read in quite some time that match what's running through my mind. Thank you for the exhale.
 

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