Black Poetry : TRUTH or DARE

[1poetsought]

Don't you dare...
Talk about my dead mother
Whom I toast time and again
Drinking to cope with the way the Earth turns
SHE in fact died from survival on HER OWN TERMS

Don't you dare...
Talk about my poor brother
Whom I love but you despise
Evil eyes look down on our PRIDE
FORTITUDE has kept us SO LIVE

Don't you dare...
Talk about our sweet sisters
Elegance possessed with grace
RELEVANT to the human race
Ain't NO WAY you're saving face

Don't you dare...
Talk about God's Own children
ALMIGHTY GOD will serve up yours
No self-inflicted wound wants EXPOSURE
Don't shoot the messenger of such disclosure ~


Darryl Abdu Omari
aka 1poetsought ~ copyright 2008

 

[$$RICH$$]

droppin da truth beyond the dare wit a flair and depth yes sir

 

[1poetsought]

BRO. $$RICH$$

Thanks, Man.

You are always there to lend your support and I want you to know how much you are truly appreciated.

 

[phynxofkemet]

beautiful defiance

strong and passionate - well done

 

[watzinaname]

Some self inflicted wounds are brought about by the weight of hate that became too heavy. Appreciate how you expose the truth poet.