Black Poetry : Tired!

OmoObatala

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Tired

I’m Tried of bureaucrats controlling me.
Taking my tax dollars telling me that I have to send my loved one to fight a war the same war I’m fighting against in my back yard.
The war we started when we initiated
Retaliated cause we had a small boo-boo slapped on a band-aid and repair our
K-need-s like big bullies we ran
And hitting Raheem for his lunch money
Made him stand in free lunch lines as we stripped him of his
Integrity

I’m tried of being the bully
I’m tried of loopholes with silly clauses
Cause
Miss-emancipation with silly niggro’s killing each other on 2x2 blocks
Baggy jeans
Crack fiens
Ghetto Gold
Sliver hoops
Hoochie girls
Yo baby’
Raping’
Put 5 on dis man you got twamp the block is hot
Ghetto birds float for fun like misguided missiles
Launched on small villages
No way out of my concrete jungle
I’m tried of accepting with out a head nod of thank you or some type of appreciation do you have what it takes to create wishy-washy decisions please.
I beg of you come to some type of concrete conclusion
End my sentence and start again
I’m tried of the homeless men who run from
The “normal” people, to flip out to realize
“We can help”
One foot in the grave the other straddling
The fence
I’m tried of being ignored by women
Because they’re not sure what to do with me
I don’t fit the mold I am not in the box
Looking through the box
On top of the box and
And somewhere close to the box
I am tried of being the
Only one who’s sees truth for what it is
I am tried of being the last in line
Because my last name starts
With the letter “W” but the first to die in
Movies, on street corners in books
In schools and on the job TORN
Thorn in my side stick up my spin
Prunes in my prune juice
I ‘m tried of bureaucrats telling me
What I need to do for the honor of my country
A country that forgot I was a person
When I came home from war world 1, 2, 3,
Injected me with hepatitis to see if I was like the king of the titans
History
I am tried of history white me out like a simple edit mistake
Do you know if it wasn’t for me?
We would have mathematics
I got tried of carrying my cowry shells
So I broke them into section and label them numbers
Un
Duex
Tre’
Uno
Dos
Trece
(American Sign Language or point to the audience)
Human calculator I became
I’m tried
My feet hurt my dawgs is barking
Up the wrong sap tree
I got stuck and the earth became my cushion
I am tried of this
Writing about my trouble and my sorrows
I am tried of explaining my queerness to you
Did you have to “come out” of the proverbial closet?
When you know you like Jane and you kissed her
For the first time and your dad said son this is for you
This is your right
**** you and your heterosexual right;
I can be in and out….
 

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