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I Must Write

I woke up one morning with a pen by the head rest -
Then write down my dreams while I'm smelling the breakfast -
My brother Jibri is up setting his headset -
My mother yelling down the stairs, "hey have you left yet?" -
I go back to the room and pick up my notepad -
And close that page where I wrote about my broke dad -
It was a poem after that page 4 raps -
Got 60 sheets left in 10 days won't hold smack -
Everyday I write I couldn't in the past -
Back then the master would've put a woopin' on my back  -
Cooking up a rap driving while I'm looking through this glass -
When I do my track I have to put them on the map -
And so I live like tomorrow's my dying day -
I know if I succeed mirrors holding my crying face -
I must write and put my life on a line a day -
And if I have no pens I'll write in blood, I'll find a way -

I need to write about Martin Luther King's dreams -
Born prophet turned preacher teaching real things -
I need to write about the Black Panther Party -
And what that black glove meant and how it got started -
I need to write about how valuable hip hop is -
No matter if I die right now it's not stopping -
I need to write about my life and my hard times -
Scarred minds will soon see the light, provail from hard grinding -
I must write about Bush and the government -
And how these soldiers are dying and these weapons aren't discovered -
I need a pen so I can write about my lover -
And how she's my best friend and how much I love her -
I wanna write about women and more -
But I know I won't see it at the end of the road -
I need a deal but I won't write about that -
And when I'm done I'll recite and come back, and write again -

Copyright © Bakari Wright | Year Posted 2007

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