Black Poetry : Untitled Thoughts

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  1. Legacy21

    Legacy21 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    The pain is fresh like jagged scars
    Ripped open with metal shards
    Of flying shrapnel
    Dodging between the shower of bullets
    Pelting the brick walls of my concrete consciousness
    I drown in seas of liquid iniquity
    Another sip of gin, rum, and vodka
    Sear my liver with alcoholic whips
    Punishment
    My peace is floating in gray clouds
    Of cannabis
    Blasting brain cells with attempts of forgetfulness
    Fill my lungs with another hit of nicotine
    Puff arsenic, tar, and toxins into my blood stream
    Cause the **** calms me by killing me
    Pain be the handcuff on my heart
    Arresting every thought and moment
    Frostbiting my soul
    Every time I watch another tear fall from a child’s eyes
    Every time I see a young girl peddling her ***
    To another batch of I don’t give a **** ghetto bastards
    These are the children the rainbow forgot
    Sunshine never loved them
    Grass be broken glass and gravel
    Castles in the sky elude us all
    There is nothing between the heavens and earth
    But the density of desperation and death
    So as the last tear streaks my ashen cheeks
    I close my eyes
    Let my soul drop into a bottomless abyss
    Elevate into states of ghetto yoga
    Where I transcend the pain through my pen
    Channel through the ******** of reality
    Until I can paint a portrait of the world
    My sentimental self can stand
    Art allows me to escape
    Though the pain never disappears
    It plays peek-a-boo with me on the edges of my existence
    The deeper I hide within
    The further it goes to root me out
    Dangle me on the strings of a destiny
    I imagine some young child will never reach
    Never live to see another day
    Draw another breathe
    But me in all my consciousness cannot save
    These lost daughters and sons of Liberty
    So I lie to myself and others
    Hoping no one will discover my weakness
    Force me to accept my own uselessness to our so called struggle
    This ain’t no revolution
    Where empty words be our only solutions
    Where we pack out cafes and clubs
    Induce states of euphoria on the mic
    By into our own conscious hype
    So we can all forget the hypocrites we really are
    May God forgive me for my denial
    But lately revolutionary masquerades are the style
    While we try to soothe ourselves
    Because we know that we have failed everyone
    Including the man in the mirror
    He claims he wants a change
    But lives his or her life the same everyday
    Does anyone pray anymore?
    Does God cease to exist if we no longer acknowledge him?
    And if there be no God
    Do we exist?
    I question every moment I continue to live
    Am I wasting my time?
    Because now it becomes more than issues of reason and rhyme
    Somehow we lost our reason for living
    Tried to rhyme on lost luster of life
    Cuz if we lost our reason to fight
    Then there would be no need to continue to rhyme
    Or find the reason
    Should we now consider this treason?
    If we are deceiving are selves and others
    With **** we don’t understand anymore than the next man
    And if we be masters of this realm
    Please show me the master plan for the masses
    So we can all raise the veil of ignorance from our collective unconsciousness
    Give me more than the scripted dialogue on education, economics, politics, and psychobabble intellectual ********
    Liberation is not a physical concept
    It is freedom of the spirit and mind
    A brother charged us to leave this body
    So why don’t we?
    Physical shells dwell in the this place of third hell
    So why not free your selves?
    If we have not found a purpose for living
    Then we might as well give up trying to save others
    Become the victims we claim not be
    Yet we rely on who or what to give us equality?
    When we already possessed it in the first place
    Seems that we have forgotten who we are
    Like a star that has fallen from the heavens
    So my untitled thought throws a lifeline to my soul
    Places me back before the pen
    Driving me to find the answers to the questions
    Of why do I live this life?
     
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    Bishop Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    WHOA!!! This is a deep flow right here. Thanks for sharing this one...
     
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    cocobutterskyn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Dang! These are some deep thoughts.
    Awesome scribe. Thanks for sharing.

    Keep'em com'n

    Coco :heart:
     
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    tyght scribe of deep stuff ya most def on top of thangz
    flow on !
     
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    Thank you.

    *Bows gracefully to the Destee Family*
     
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    Deep, Artistic, Cryptic, Simplistic and all this equals "STYLE"

    Enjoyed the ride.

    ~Shani
     
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