Black Poetry : The Smell Of Blood Shall I Take His Life

ASHANTA

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The Smell Of Blood
Shall I Take His Life


Oh satin that lives upon my house
Sleeping with the enemy is there a way out.
If I take your life you have killed me twice
If I linger with anger I will kill my self.
If I allow the devil to still my breath
I fight the hate that lingers as a cancer
Which will take me to hell.

If I walk away and save my self
Shall I hang on to materials hoping for change?
The hardest thing in life is to hate
The smell of revenge that kills the life every day
So who are you that seek for my death?
When the easiest thing to do is walk away
And save self, upon the linger of hate
there is love waiting at the gate.
So whom shall I hurt if I kill you?
My family and those who live to see
the accomplishments of my dreams
Living behind a 8/11 cage
Ego and pride that will take me to hell


My children without a mother, my freedom no longer
My God that will turn a deaf ear to my prayers.
So who do I blame if I let you back in
Am I victim are asking to destroy self.
When I take a life, do I give up mind?
And my children life shall end; in the death of my own hand.
There are laws to protect self from the devil that live
Upon my turf, shall I suffer in silences are shall
I protect self; intimidation that satin
sets before my door.

When a mother has bared her roots
life no longer belong to her;
But the children she has brought in the world.
The decisions that you make; will be your
f :skillet: amily fate, think twice don’t be temped
By the devil who awaits your death.
Take your children and your belongings
And move away, a coward dies a thousand times
But a brave man shall die once.

Its your children’s destiny, are holding on to the devil
Who lives upon your house?

I black woman shall stay strong.
I shall not think of self, but my family
I shall move on, to live in the hell
Of satin is to die within my own mind.
God has given me chose; and I shall think
Of my family and not my self.
Your sanity will becomes your families fate
If murder shall be the out come
Of there surroundings, when all I had
To do is move on.

Material things can be replace
But life has only one chance
Think of your destiny before satin
Stills your life and family
All in the name of hate.

There shall be no complaisant with the devil
He has no conscious in who he hurt.
If I love self, I shall find a safe place.​
 

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