poem
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I Understand
As if I had not awakened from a slumber of lies baptized in tradition’s rebellion As if I had not been unplugged From the matrix of deception intoxicated by the signs of the times I finally understand As if you had not left prophecies etched on the calcium of my bones Like you didn’t leave… Continue reading
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Not Another One
No This is not another one Not a sex poem, not a hood poem Not a “I’m black and I’m proud!” so let’s try to be real poem Not another marching No more killings (and please let’s do something other than sit in) not another “We shall overcome.” No not another one Not a slow… Continue reading
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They Had It All
When it came to progress reports and GPA’s there could be some acknowledgement But when it came to c-cups she was incompetent Forced to be ashamed of her good girl, turned off abstinence like it was an accident bought clothes by the way they fit, if pants didn’t hug thighs and waist bands didn’t… Continue reading
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Guest Feature – “Alla my stuff”
somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff not my poems or a dance I give up in the street but somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff like a kleptomaniac workin hard & forgettin while stealin this is mine / this ain’t yr stuff / now why don’t you put me back &… Continue reading
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400 years…
Corner entrepreneurs stand guard unknown to gay innuendos like pants sagged below assets of homosexual down lows with packs stuffed between squeezed butt cheeks and stiff gym socks New Millennium kids going all natu-ral with no real knowledge as to the dred locs see I’m thinkin outside the box trying to contemplate the mindset of… Continue reading
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Guest Feature-We Love Like the Sun Rise
We kiss like the night But we love like a sun rise We love like were far out there Like halos and moon rocks, and cosmos and jelly fish We love Like gravity We love like autumn the season where everything learns how to fall and we do Fall In love that night You know,… Continue reading
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The First Time
The first time we made love was when you walked into my classroom your eyes danced and moved graciously inside mine like dancers carefully twirling to the sound of their own heart beats and we were young-er got lost in your mind and day dreamed about your beauty could not wait to get to class… Continue reading
