Best Odom Poems
Blackface
By Valerie Odom
March 24, 2017
Blackface
White man down
Black paint
Yell our race, stand in the crowd
While you screaming “All Live Matter”
Our men being shot to the ground
Blackface
But you got white lips
Blackface
Why you making your white supremacy the top of the list?
Blackface
You tryna catch these hands?
Cus’ you can catch me outside
Take that black paint off Man
You’re a fool
The disrespect is on 10
Claim you’re just having fun
These lies needa end
I’m tired of the mistreat
I just only want peace
Next time I see you with that black paint on
It’s finna be a rumble in the streets
Categories:
odom, black african american, bullying,
Form:
Rhyme
My Neighbor
By Valerie Odom
February 8, 2017
My neighbor got a problem with me
Cus’ my self confidence is “too high”
How he can’t stand this generation
But what he doesn’t know is that we are they made
and that being said we will always have to pick up their mess
My neighbor got a problem with me
Cus’ my style is too fly
How he stuck in the 40’s
But what he doesn’t know is that what’s yours is mine
and that our fashion itself is one
My neighbor got a problem with me
Cus’ I got dreams building up towards the sky
How my dreams are too big that he’s starting to become claustrophobic
But what he doesn’t know is that up in the sky way high there's more
air than the two of us can handle if only he’d let his pride to the side
My neighbor got a problem with me
Cus’ I actually wanna change the world
How just because you let white supremacy get to your head
Doesn’t mean I can’t lend you a hand and get you out of the deep water
But what he doesn’t know is that one by one we shall build, unify,
and become one with peace itself
My neighbor got a problem with me
But I don’t gotta problem with him
Categories:
odom, age, appreciation, conflict, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
Black Boy
By Valerie Odom
December 1, 2016
Black boy has it all,
but black boy is afraid he’ll fall
Black boy ain’t no sissy,
black boy has to be a man
Ain’t his fault his dad left him
Black boy can’t love his wife
‘cause he a mama's boy
Black boy can’t play with dolls,
he gotta play with masculine toys
It’s a lot he feels within,
black boy tries to wipe off his brown skin
He thinks he’s too dirty,
he can’t get clean
Sits in the bathtub all night,
cries himself to sleep
But what he doesn’t know is that he is a king,
black boys brown beautiful skin is a cherished thing
Black boy gotta play by the rules,
If he don’t then y'all gone see him on the news
Black boy can’t play with no cops,
can’t eat no skittles, can’t play hop scotch
Can’t walk down the road,
can’t get a degree
Can’t be woke and can’t be free
Crying, dying and feeling depressed,
black boy is also feeling oppressed
Maybe one day black boy will have it all,
maybe one day black boy can finally stand tall.
Categories:
odom, black african american, boy,
Form:
Rhyme
Mr. Brown Baby
By Valerie Odom
February 14, 2017
Mr. Brown Baby
You either knows too little or too much
The white man still gonna beat you on the daily
While you're still accused of raping that young lady
Everywhere you goes their purses they try to clutch
Mr. Brown Baby
They call you dumb because you was born at Grady
They call you dumb because you was miseducated and such
The white man still gonna beat you on the daily
It was a sad time for the 80’s
Everywhere the blackman went he was beat but the whiteman was untouched
Mr. Brown Baby
Can’t even go and drive a mercedes
Without you being reported and put in jail and such
The white man still gonna beat him on the daily
Why do they hate you Mr. Brown Baby?
He’s the blackest of the bunch
Mr. Brown Baby
The white man still gonna beat him on the daily
Categories:
odom, abuse, america, baby, black
Form:
Villanelle
Government, Oh Government
By Valerie Odom
January 12, 2017
Government, oh government
Why focus on the bigger picture
Why control, divide, and deprive us
Are you some sort of deceptionist
Or maybe a megalomaniac
Why you gotta lie to us
Government, oh government
Make us work for our freedom
While you take most of our pay
When you know it’s suppose to be
Tax Season
Government, oh government
This world we live in was given for free
So who do you think you are to make me pay a house renting fee
A water bill AND electricity
That’s messed up
They must want everyone homeless and on the streets
While we smoke crack and they drink tea
While we try to hustle they get things for free
While we make a movement they kill our dreams
That’s not how things are supposed to be
Categories:
odom, america, corruption, earth, freedom,
Form:
Rhyme
A basketball player named Odom
Wants to dribble the balls in his scrotum
He tries to bounce them
Hardwood boards renounce them
Odom can't put 'em back ~ has to tote 'em!
Categories:
odom, humorous, sports,
Form:
Limerick
Smile
By Valerie Odom
2-20-17
A feeling in my head, a feature, expression
A positive position that always taught me a lesson
Hide your pain, don’t let others see the real you
Shut your mouth, cus’ your words stay spilling toxic too
A 1,000 muscles I’d rather take over a gun
Know the true meaning and I might as well run
Representation, that is always the key
Like a chain, unlocked, unclipped, and set free
A rhythm of the beat that’s not too vile
Like the way you dance that you dance for a while
A positive style
The main profile
Smile
Categories:
odom, anxiety, depression, happiness, how
Form:
Rhyme
In My Spirit
By Valerie Odom
Jan. 20,2017
In my spirit
I am free
I am me
I can be whatever I want to be
In my spirit
I am a cat
Very power, I get what I desire
Treated like a king
My intelligence is very admired
In my spirit
I am the books you read
The glasses you wear
The colors you like
And the music you hear
Don’t question what I do
By the way I see
By the way I write
Let me speak in my free spirit
For it is love at first sight
So in my spirit
I dance with a style
My style
My African style
I write what I know
And I know what I know is right
My journey will always be on the paper
In my spirit is the pen that will forever shine bright
Categories:
odom, black african american, culture,
Form:
Rhyme
All Lives Matter
By Valerie Odom
June 17, 2017
How can All Lives Matter when your
are bombing kids in the Middle East?
How can All Lives Matter when you
are killing black people as you please?
How can All Lives Matter when you
are taking away gay people's rights?
How can All Lives Matters when trans
people still have to fight?
All Lives Mattered until you called
that Muslim woman a terrorist
All Lives Mattered until you lynched
that black man in your backyard sis
All Lives Mattered until you made fun
of slavery, genocide, the Holocaust
All Lives Mattered until you watched
that girl kill herself and have her dead
body be tossed
When you say All Lives Matter you mean
the whites ones mainly
You think your race is more superior but
we were all created equally
So next time when you say All Lives Matter
make sure you include everyone else
Because All means All not just you stop
thinking about yourself
Categories:
odom, bullying, how i feel,
Form:
Rhyme
Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe
By Valerie Odom
March 5, 2017
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a tiger by the toe
If he hollers let him go,
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
My mother told me
To pick the very best one
And you are not it
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
By day I have to put on a show
Just sit and smile and not say no
While they give me their opinions on my afro
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
By night my sorrows start to glow
My rhythmic notes begin to flow
And form into material
They tried to tell me
Keep your head high
And you will not fall
Categories:
odom, anxiety, black african american,
Form:
Rhyme
Activated
By Valerie Odom
January 2, 2017
Met a beautiful lady
Fine like wine
Explored each other
Opened new doors
Activated my third eye
Categories:
odom, addiction, adventure, desire, love,
Form:
Free verse
Untold
By Valerie Odom
Feb 28, 2015
They told us that we’d come into the world unblind
That it was our time
That our generation was the one
And when I’m with the quarters before the dimes
They said our generation was too much to handle
That we’d cussed, killed, and let free of the control
We disrespected
We were defective
Like a monkey being tested
I guess we failed
It ain’t all a big deal
We got drugs and guns
Tv’s and son
Education ain’t on the run
It’s just a matter of cause n effect
They don’t wanna learn now
But in a few years while they got a child
They gone wish they had got sum education
Instead of taking the long road
They got sum scissors
And cut the pathway shorter
They think they aced life
But karma’s a *****
While rent’s due most money spent on strips and little bags of dip
They got time to get take out
But don’t got time to finish that essay
Most families are breaking up
Single ladies are adding up
Why deal with the undealt
Stories untold, never felt
Life’s too short to keep things inside
Just like Trayvon Martin some dreams die
Make most of today cause you might not get tomorrow while it’s your escape.
Categories:
odom, conflict, spoken word, truth,
Form:
Free verse
On October 11
By Valerie Odom
Jan 31, 2017
On October 11
You’ll finally receive the news
That
I’ve been waiting to tell you my whole life
No it’s not a phase
I apologize for dissembling my true spirit
I do not care if you don’t accept me
I do not care if you leave me
Because the only person who has my word is me
Me gusta las chicas
If you don’t get it by now
Google it
October 11
I will always be true
But you do not ask
Me these things
I am in need of
C’s not D’s
B’s not P’s
Not some random letters but censored meanings
A reverse like my poem
I apologize for dissembling my true spirit
No it’s not a phase
I’ve been waiting to tell you my whole life
That
You’ll finally receive the news
On October 11
Categories:
odom, celebration, dedication, emotions, october,
Form:
Bio
No Greater Sin
By Valerie Odom
April 13, 2017
Black man
White man
This man
You man
He drinks
He smokes
He steals
And he provokes
He's polytheistic
And he works on Sunday
He makes child videos
And he loves the money
But I'm gay
So I'm automatically first in line for the fire pit right?
But if she throws that ass back for the one time before marriage
She still has an open seat at the end of that white light
This **** is crazy man
I thought no sin was greater than the other
So how come y'all disapprove of my decision
But y'all can bear my brothers
While we got children having children
Y'all turn a blind eye
But when y'all see me with a strap
I don't see any allies
Why dont we learn to keep an open mind
It doesn't matter where I go
If I go this way and you go that way
Then it was your opinion that I didn't really need to know
Categories:
odom, anger, god, how i
Form:
Rhyme
DarkSkin Baby
By Valerie Odom
January 29, 2017
DarkSkin Baby
A beautiful baby
A regular baby just like you and I
DarkSkin Baby
An intelligent baby
All A’s cus she a real wise-guy
DarkSkin Baby
A bullied baby
No one likes her black skin
DarkSkin Baby
An oppressed baby
But she has much love from within
Categories:
odom, baby, black african american,
Form:
Rhyme