Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Bio

I Rode Shotgun

I rode shotgun
		with someone
who look just like me

Had the same skin color
			as far    as I 
could steering wheel see


I rode shotgun
		with a racist someone,
	who hatefully 
talked the same way as me

Had the same gnarled speech,
	same gnarly hands,
		same ugly voice,
			same cursive feet 
like the carpal in the passenger seat


I rode darkie mind shotgun
		with a ghost face someone
who look unholy, just like me

Had the same 20/20 side-by-sidearm vision,
		same 20/20 gauge belief
As near   as I
	could peer passenger see


I once rode shotgun
		with a rearview mirror friend,
now a gas pump-action enemy

It’s hard to double barrel conceive,
		I went from zero-to-sixty   in a heartbeat
Change of attitude direction 
		came baptismal trigger swiftly


I was passenger told ... and I prayer hope,
	distant objects are closer
		than they appear to be

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 3, 2019 at 4:55 PM Hello Freddie Robinson, so many people in one person. Have a nice evening my friend.Peace.Love. Joy. Darlene

Gershon Wolf October 29, 2019 at 8:39 PM A House of Mirrors write. But eventually the Truth will out. Intriguing ink, Freddie. Warm wishes, Gershon

Sandra Adams October 27, 2019 at 5:41 PM wow....rich in imagery with depth of emotion moving that pen down the page... excellent write.... :) hugs

Alexis Y. October 27, 2019 at 12:38 PM Wow! Freddie, Another deep and thought provoking piece from your pen. Your ink is one of a kind. I really have missed you my dear friend. Enjoy the rest of your day:-) Alexis

Rhona Mcferran October 26, 2019 at 4:17 PM Wow... masterfully penned with a brilliant ending! This is a very thought-provoking and insightful piece. Well done!!

Winged Warrior October 26, 2019 at 10:37 AM Hey Freddie, my homie lol...what up dude...long time no parley...quite the intriguing write...I too rode shotgun with a 9mm pistol at my head lol...it was a bandana of course lol...thanks for the visit my friend...are you still laughing?...^WW^ :o)

Brenda Chiri October 26, 2019 at 7:56 AM I have missed your poetry Freddie I am so glad I have found you again!;)