Black Poetry : what I Gotta Do?

Lataisha Nicole

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Aug 1, 2008
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West Palm Beach Fl, aka, the bottom
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WHAT I GOTTA DO, HUH? TO LOVE YOU AND BE LOVED
BY YOU, BLACK MAN.
CUZ I'M BOUT AT MY WITS END
TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO REMOVE THE DOUBT
TRYING TO FIND SOMEWAY TO FIGURE YOU OUT
SOMETIMES I THINK THAT THEY PLANNED IT FROM THE START
THEIR HOPES THAT NOTHING AND NO ONE COULD PENETRATE THAT HEART
BUT AH......BLACK MAN, YOU DO KNOW HOW TO LOVE
YOU WHO HAS NEVER FELT
YOU'VE MASTERED THE ART OF ROMANCE AND TOUCH
IT'S JUST ISSUES OF TRUST AND SUCH
THAT ELUDES YOU
SOMETIMES I WATCH YOU AS YOU ARE SLEEPING AND WONDER JUST WHO DID ABUSE YOU
AND BOY IF I COULD I RECKON I WOULD
CONJURE UP SOME TIME MACHINE
THAT COULD TAKE ME BACK TO WAY BACK WHEN
AND ERASE EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING
THAT HAS EVER TREATED YOU MEAN
AND MAYBE THEN EVEN GIVE YOU BACK
ALL OF YOUR CHILDHOOD DREAMS
IF ONLY THEIR WERE SOME REAL WAY TO PENETRATE THROUGH, TO SOME GOODNESS , SOME REAL GOODNESS BETWEEN ME AND YOU
BUT ALL THERE IS, IS THIS BRICK WALL
THIS MASS, OF MASSIVENESS
A DRILL SARGENT WARDEN
HIDING YOUR FEARS AT BEST
AND THERE ARE THESE CHIPS AND PIECES
I'M SCRATCHING TRYING TO GET THROUGH
BUT SECONDS AFTER I'VE TURNED AWAY
YOU'RE ALL HEALED UP AND AS GOOD AS NEW
AND I'VE GOT SO, SO MUCH MORE CHIPPING TO DO
SO TELL ME THE SECRET OR DO YOU EVEN KNOW
AND IF I EXERCISE THE STRENGTH
THAT I'VE BEEN GIVEN,
WILL A WHITE WOMAN ARMS YOU'LL YEARN TO GO.
THEY MADE YOU STRONG , THEY HOPED YOU'D FORGET
AND WE HAD TO MAKE OURSELVES STRONG SO THAT WE WOULD NEVER FORGET
AND I CAN NOT DENOUNCE MY STRENGTH
NOR CAN I IGNORE YOURS IT IS OURS, IT IS OUR BLESSING AS WE HAVE
RIDDEN THE WAVES LEADING
TO TREACHEROUS SHORES
BUT MAYBE YOUR LOVE COULD SOFTEN ME
AND MAYBE MY LOVE COULD SOFTEN YOU
AND FINALLY TWO BATTERED BROKEN SOULS
CAN FIND PEACE AT LAST
COMING TOGETHER MAKING ONE WHOLE
AND NEW.


Lataisha Nicole


It’s come to be the hardest goal to accomplish for the black woman, loving and obtaining love from the black man.
there is no man in my world except the black man
this is not a racial statement, but it is fact and not fiction
that in my life the black man is the only man that I can trust
I look at him and know that he has no desire to just conquer or experiment, I’m more than just a token in his eyes,
for the black man we represent a realness, his grandmother, mother, his sisters and his daughters not to mention the slough of aunts and cousins and nieces that he will love and be loved by,
however in saying that I must also say that though I have no desire to love an un trusting hand I'm also
eluded to how to love a black man
a man who has watched his father go away
left to be raised by the women in the camp
and then after being raised
expected to then stay and protect the camp
and those who raised him
in this white man's world we as women expect so very
much from our black men, we yearn a protection and a security that we have never known, most of us, from our own fathers
so we look to our husbands, boyfriends and significant others
to pick up where daddy left off
admittedly the pressures mount so high
to eventually at some point we push them out and away
they either leave us completely or their out working all day
or they’re on the block all night
but constantly they're out there doing something, something
that will make everything alright
and be it will or fate we all have the chance of looking into their
eyes as they stand behind cold iron gates
as we are left to absorb pain and yet somehow understand
why the black man has never really belonged to us
them beautiful black men who we often blindly trust
as they seemingly have no real regard for us
but black man there are definite reasons,
we black women love you
and why we will continue to love you
no matter how hard or how trying it becomes
because all we know to do
from the beginning of time
is love you
what else could we, taken from your rib
be expected to do.
I just wish that you could love us too.
 
I do , I do love you through n' through
don't give up on us boo!
some can be off and some on point
but i feel ya on this joint
I do and can if i had a chance
to prove my love and compassionate romance
caress u inside my forever dance ...

wow sis this was so out there and to bring a true man to the table to love as you do
i can feel a new rise for a new exchange ahead stay on the path and continue reaching
for dat blackman
 
NICE

WHAT I GOTTA DO, HUH? TO LOVE YOU AND BE LOVED
BY YOU, BLACK MAN.
CUZ I'M BOUT AT MY WITS END
TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO REMOVE THE DOUBT
TRYING TO FIND SOMEWAY TO FIGURE YOU OUT
SOMETIMES I THINK THAT THEY PLANNED IT FROM THE START
THEIR HOPES THAT NOTHING AND NO ONE COULD PENETRATE THAT HEART
BUT AH......BLACK MAN, YOU DO KNOW HOW TO LOVE
YOU WHO HAS NEVER FELT
YOU'VE MASTERED THE ART OF ROMANCE AND TOUCH
IT'S JUST ISSUES OF TRUST AND SUCH
THAT ELUDES YOU
SOMETIMES I WATCH YOU AS YOU ARE SLEEPING AND WONDER JUST WHO DID ABUSE YOU
AND BOY IF I COULD I RECKON I WOULD
CONJURE UP SOME TIME MACHINE
THAT COULD TAKE ME BACK TO WAY BACK WHEN
AND ERASE EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING
THAT HAS EVER TREATED YOU MEAN
AND MAYBE THEN EVEN GIVE YOU BACK
ALL OF YOUR CHILDHOOD DREAMS
IF ONLY THEIR WERE SOME REAL WAY TO PENETRATE THROUGH, TO SOME GOODNESS , SOME REAL GOODNESS BETWEEN ME AND YOU
BUT ALL THERE IS, IS THIS BRICK WALL
THIS MASS, OF MASSIVENESS
A DRILL SARGENT WARDEN
HIDING YOUR FEARS AT BEST
AND THERE ARE THESE CHIPS AND PIECES
I'M SCRATCHING TRYING TO GET THROUGH
BUT SECONDS AFTER I'VE TURNED AWAY
YOU'RE ALL HEALED UP AND AS GOOD AS NEW
AND I'VE GOT SO, SO MUCH MORE CHIPPING TO DO
SO TELL ME THE SECRET OR DO YOU EVEN KNOW
AND IF I EXERCISE THE STRENGTH
THAT I'VE BEEN GIVEN,
WILL A WHITE WOMAN ARMS YOU'LL YEARN TO GO.
THEY MADE YOU STRONG , THEY HOPED YOU'D FORGET
AND WE HAD TO MAKE OURSELVES STRONG SO THAT WE WOULD NEVER FORGET
AND I CAN NOT DENOUNCE MY STRENGTH
NOR CAN I IGNORE YOURS IT IS OURS, IT IS OUR BLESSING AS WE HAVE
RIDDEN THE WAVES LEADING
TO TREACHEROUS SHORES
BUT MAYBE YOUR LOVE COULD SOFTEN ME
AND MAYBE MY LOVE COULD SOFTEN YOU
AND FINALLY TWO BATTERED BROKEN SOULS
CAN FIND PEACE AT LAST
COMING TOGETHER MAKING ONE WHOLE
AND NEW.


Lataisha Nicole


It’s come to be the hardest goal to accomplish for the black woman, loving and obtaining love from the black man.
there is no man in my world except the black man
this is not a racial statement, but it is fact and not fiction
that in my life the black man is the only man that I can trust
I look at him and know that he has no desire to just conquer or experiment, I’m more than just a token in his eyes,
for the black man we represent a realness, his grandmother, mother, his sisters and his daughters not to mention the slough of aunts and cousins and nieces that he will love and be loved by,
however in saying that I must also say that though I have no desire to love an un trusting hand I'm also
eluded to how to love a black man
a man who has watched his father go away
left to be raised by the women in the camp
and then after being raised
expected to then stay and protect the camp
and those who raised him
in this white man's world we as women expect so very
much from our black men, we yearn a protection and a security that we have never known, most of us, from our own fathers
so we look to our husbands, boyfriends and significant others
to pick up where daddy left off
admittedly the pressures mount so high
to eventually at some point we push them out and away
they either leave us completely or their out working all day
or they’re on the block all night
but constantly they're out there doing something, something
that will make everything alright
and be it will or fate we all have the chance of looking into their
eyes as they stand behind cold iron gates
as we are left to absorb pain and yet somehow understand
why the black man has never really belonged to us
them beautiful black men who we often blindly trust
as they seemingly have no real regard for us
but black man there are definite reasons,
we black women love you
and why we will continue to love you
no matter how hard or how trying it becomes
because all we know to do
from the beginning of time
is love you
what else could we, taken from your rib
be expected to do.
I just wish that you could love us too.

WOW! Lataisha Nicole ...what I Gotta Do?
I love this Flow. It speaks volumes.
Thru the flow and the after glow. This is real.

"CONJURE UP SOME TIME MACHINE
THAT COULD TAKE ME BACK TO WAY BACK WHEN
AND ERASE EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING
THAT HAS EVER TREATED YOU MEAN"

Would you do that? Take back, please make it good again.
For two to share and both do win.

" BUT AH......BLACK MAN, YOU DO KNOW HOW TO LOVE
YOU WHO HAS NEVER FELT
YOU'VE MASTERED THE ART OF ROMANCE AND TOUCH

IT'S JUST ISSUES OF TRUST AND SUCH
THAT ELUDES YOU"

"so we look to our husbands, boyfriends and significant others
to pick up where daddy left off
admittedly the pressures mount so high
to eventually at some point we push them out and away
they either leave us completely or their out working all day
or they’re on the block all night
but constantly they're out there doing something, something
that will make everything alright
"
 
yes

there is no man in my world except the black man
this is not a racial statement, but it is fact and not fiction

i hear you don't be ashamed

we love you back

what you gotta do?

keep believing and knowing

don't give in

you know what's right

sometimes there's pain in the search of joy

but that's another post

peace
 

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