Corey Ross Poet Free verse

On Point

I'm on point like a crack house full of needles 
like a sharp razor blade cuttin a wrist vertically
like a robbery turned homicide turn burglary  
like a 30-30 wit a bayonet on the tip 
like a nigga who's beefing heavy so he
tote's a stainless hawk and a 357 revolver wit the pistol grip

I'm on point like a box of thornes 
still seeking the truth ready to die for it 
fu(k it just call me Jason Bourne 
on point like a ninja star and a swiss army knife
like the sharp pains a pregnant woman gets
in the middle of the night

On point like the halo tips rifle bullets that hit
innocent bystanders from a distance 
on point like slavery days when white and black
folks went on the streets lynching 
on point like David when he slew Goliath
like a new born baby wit no parents emotionally
crying like Jesus disciples when he was crucified
and his mother was crying 
I'm on point like heaven rejoicing for the ones 
who recognize the devil is poison

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