Black Poetry : These, My Words

[rasheed]

This key board often acts as my window
As i sit and look out as you look in
Sometimes a musical phrase noted with a crescendo
Come gushing from the tip of my pen
Like an artillery piece i fire for effect
Gauging my range and zooming on in
The mistakes i've made i dutifully correct
Assuming responsibility for all of my sin
The looseness of my tongue, it has brought
In the past again and again
When i was unconcerned about the destruction i wrought
And immature just spitting in the wind
Not knowing of the great blessing i possess
Nor the weapon i wield in my hand
Yes i must openly confess
i was too dumb to even comprehend
Now i know responsibility goes with what i write
And i prepare now when i'm ready to send
Phrases out into the bright day and the darkness of the mystical night
See me in my window, i'm thinking of you, my friend
And my enemy for you there's vicious fight
These words they are powerful beyond end
They travel on far beyond unlimited sight
They maim and kill and they also mend
i can't just carelessly put them into flight
i now know......
My words will witness for or against me in the end ​

 

[Joyce]

There were so many deep thoughts in this piece. But then what would one expect from a deep thinker.

~j

 

[$$RICH$$]

man u took me in deep and made my mental roam from dis
well pose'd flow of ya wisdomly mindful thoughts ....tyte drop

 

[watzinaname]

So profoundly written. With any gift there comes a responsibility not to use it for harm, for our words can cut much deeper than a knife.

 

[angelicsage]

wow...this held such
insight regarding the
power of a writer/poet
we should all adhere
to this philosphy...

wonderful brother rasheed...wonderful