Black Poetry : The Runner

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Roxanne, Aug 19, 2007.

  1. Roxanne

    Roxanne Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I came up hard
    Like the hardest player
    If I didn't break none
    Then rules would not be needed
    As I feed on the weakest of my breed
    Same situation
    Different struggle
    Enslaved and captivated
    By the drugs in my genes
    Family tree
    Bloodstreams
    Keep me high
    Roots are strong ties
    Nobody even wonder why
    Feeling like dope dealing
    Is better than dopefiend
    Sold your soul stealing
    As if to say
    One pipe dream is better than the other
    So it seems my pockets
    Are merely reflections
    Of what is inheritably true
    From a mother
    Who loved me past
    The dead beat daddy
    Who was there
    But didn’t seem to care
    About a **** thing
    Except his self
    Legacy of some Inner City blues
    I am surrounded by this
    Pulled into the Blackness of my mind
    The crucifixion where I find
    The sinner to the left and right of me
    Father forgive becomes my plea
    For I know not who I am
    Don’t even know what I wanna be
    Sometimes I am reminded that I am more
    Than the ***** I ignore inside my spirit
    I hear the ancestors weeping in my soul
    How can strong strides uphold the proud pride
    Of a people whose lies told
    Have become the anthem cry of the negro
    Lift every voice and scream
    Scream until our Black men can love our Black women
    Scream until our Black Families can love our Black babies
    Scream until Black minds can think Black thoughts and not get caught
    Behind criminal intents and self defense
    Against a nation that can not rise
    If it despises the race in which it exists in
    Are you on your mark?
    Are you set?
    Where you going?
    Where you been?
    Are you on your mark?
    Are you set?
    Are you going to
    Scream
    Little Black Boy
    Little Black Girl
    Catch a dream if you can
    In this world
    In this land of the free
    Who will you become
    The meek
    Or the greedy
    Shame you take
    More than you give
    Live off the Blacks
    Shackled
    Someone’s body lies there dead
    It is said
    He rests in Peace
    On the very street
    He claimed he give his life for
    Standing for something more
    Than a crack pipe
    Or a crap game
    These are the weary years
    The silent tears
    Ain’t it a shame
    Searching for a God that surpasses this drunken state
    I arch my back and contemplate on loving myself Black
    I take a few sips of cognac
    I count my greenbacks from dope sacks
    I sold my soul long ago
    Ain’t been no where
    ‘Cept deep off in some ol’ bullshyt
    So picture this
    Come up
    Hard as urban concrete
    I seek what can never been obtained
    The stain of a people lost
    The cost of a mirror image
    Reflections Black
    I do not know
    A finish line
    Moving too fast
    Are you on your mark?
    Are you set?
    Go.
     
  2. watzinaname

    watzinaname Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    We are taught to hate ourselves and feed upon the very people we should be embracing. Maybe we could scream ourselves into realization...what a piercing scream that would be. Your words are potent, and will cause every one who reads this to contemplate.
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    deep sight this had me thinking and feeling the tymes of da tale
     
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    Da Street So'ja Banned MEMBER

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    yea i've been running and guess what

    i'm still running

    this piece you wrote here could be an anthem for black people

    who've been this and are living this

    and can understand why at the same time

    man i feel this piece especially (this part) for what we've been subjected to

     
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    watzinaname Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Back up for more love...
     
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    Hi Roxanne
    I just want to cry
    So many are caught and the struggle go on.
    Your flow pulls at me, because I feel certain
    hint of pride and worthiness in your scribe. And
    there are walls that one has to get around.
    Finding that exits to the light.
    Very strong drop. The beats were on time
    and the words felt deeply. Write On!
    Peace~N~Love
     
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    PLATINUMILLITY1 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I believe the reason we continue to fall is our fear.....our fear can drive us into the darkest part we can imagine.....backing up....not continuing forward......Gaining Distance
    You have a name such of a Sister
    But you Writing
    It speaks to me as a man would
    Sister/Brother/Caught in between
    There is a day
    If there is night
    Please find it
    Because if you can
    He can
    She can
    We can
    It is hard
    It is Hard
    It is Hard!
    But that is why we need to survive...Because it was not easy
    NOT EASY for us to get up in the morning
    NOT EASY for us to Face the Life
    NOT EASY for us to continue on
    We would be weak
    We would shatter at the site of a trial
    It it were EASY
    Please Break out
    Please come into your Transition
    Because We/I need you
    I can be as corny as can be
    But You are My Family
    The World Needs
    Need you to Live
    To Survive

    Be Blessed Roxanne
    ~PeaceandLove~
     
  8. Roxanne

    Roxanne Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Thank you for digging in the archieves for this one. It is one of my personal favorites and has been recorded as a spoken word piece soon to be released. This piece was written for a young man I met in a writing workshop while he was incarcerated. He had written a piece proclaiming his own transition from criminal minded to a strong striding brother. He talked about breaking his chains from his family tree of pimps, hustlas, playas. He talked about fatherhood, he was due to have his first in a few months. He came home and was shot in a dice game. Died at age 17. This poem is my memory and homage to the life he never got to run.

    Thanks for the love. We need it.
    Peace & God Bless
     
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