Best Straight Up Poems
I want conversations
with writers and poets
The wise the wacky
the dark and the stoic
I need to drink your words
I fear my disease is chronic
The name of my affliction
I think it’s wordaholic
Writers and poets
Dig down to the deep
Some are more honest
Others have secrets to keep
Some can herd cats
or people like sheep
If you tell a good story
I’ll sacrifice my sleep
The complicated mind
Within phrases revealed
Multilayered thinking
Special nuggets concealed
Tongues sharp and precise
master poets do wield
If used like a surgeon
The recipient is healed
So talk to me wordsmiths
all of you clever poets
The wise the wacky
The dark and the stoic
I want to drink your words
Yes my disease is chronic
The name of my affliction
I think it’s wordaholic!
A lot of people are going to hell the path is wide
Their souls they sell, living off their own pride
Believing in chance in denying God's on Word
Like a satanic trance in such speaking so absurd
The numbers are all there science gave them to us
But many don't care just thinking it's all a big fuss
Odds beyond comprehension or even a possibility
Oh and did I mention all of their own life's futility
Not once a single thank you or acknowledgement
In any of the things you do for the Olny Son He sent
When that was all He asked, all you could possibly give
For if in His Glory you bask then forever you shall live
But so many people are blind just as Jesus had said
If it's Jesus you don't find, well you're eternally dead
This is not meant to scare but it is instead to awaken
About you I really care not wanting you to be forsaken
John 14:6
Jesus answered, "I am the way and
the truth and the life. No one comes
to the Father except through me."
Yo,
I was in an empire, part of the rebellion,
I was luke and han solo,
Takin' photos, of a world in love with chedda'
Prayin' all day for things to get betta'
Askin' Yoda in the sky for some wisdom,
Sherley Chism, and Rosa Parks were my idols,
Strong, black, beautiful, brazen, blazen, amazen, silos,
Of a song my momma taught me,
Lift every voice, express my choice, and drop bombs of knowledge,
I went to college, battlin' brains insane with myopic fits of schizophrenia,
With my pen, rebukin' sins of the fathers,
Puttin grandma's in chains, and straight killen my father's manhood,
Knowin, we could, we should, we would strive higha,
Christ's fire ignites me,
I gave my life to the almighty,
Cause in my sight he, fought for the downtrodden,
Rotten souls oppressin' billions,
Takin' pills and smoken' pipes for just a moment,
Of escape from rapin' carpet baggas hatin' saggas,
But just 5 years prior,
I heard a man with mad desire, for a chryos explosion,
Straight fusion, taken hatred and morphin satan into fury,
Hope was his cure he, took his orders from the savior,
And he made a, believer out of me and my whole country,
All at once he, took the reigns of insane branes and made us lighter,
Like brighter, with a burnin' burden like phroto bagins in the shire,
I walk this ring, of light and dark within my conscience,
But after months this, whole thing is startin to make me higher function,
I got this unction, to tell you about a pending celebration,
Elation has caught hold and now a nation,
Is about to be free of race and miscegenation,
Straight up star wars in this joint,
Because the deathstar is destroyed,
I trust the force, and soon my boy,
Will have his moment,
On mountain's top and God straight smilin'
Stylin' profilin' cause yo, a change is comin'
Start Stumin' new songs, of like redemption,
Cause we makin' marley proud and I got shrouds of evidence,
This fence is fallin' like back in europe,
Like the moons becomin' suns we makin runs to polls and soon guns suns they will be smokin'
Mad open, people get ready,
Straight steady, kill Freddy, cause this nightmare on wall street is ova,
Move ova George W, and sing a new song,
Straight Star Wars!
This place is pathetic,
my critique’s not unique when living amongst these freaks,
everybody so demonic, crisis mode, my diagnostic is more than socioeconomic,
I see your issues their tragic,
learn how things works, otherwise it just seems like magic,
life lessons for the session,
aggression towards what we’ve stepped in,
any minute a life can be taken,
no extra life, this ain’t PlayStation,
spending days in sedation,
I spit this for myself, and the angels I’m facing,
can’t quit with it, mental guilt with weight like gravity,
I preach the truth but naysayers call it blasphemy,
lyrical, mystical soldier, let’s see them take that from me,
I battle things on planes unseen,
all your babbling just gets in the way of what you really mean,
I said it, I meant it, this world is demented,
society’s a forgone conclusion, yall are morons stuck in the illusion,
peyote at the oracle, every time I spit its historical,
spit the rhetorical, flip rhymes with Eric, like I always do,
cleric, Epic, the sacred jewel, I don’t deal with your hatred dude,
let it eat you, sharp like Ginsu, in a world that doesn’t want you,
did God trick my spirit, into being fearless,
devils don’t want to hear this, they hate my appearance,
I’m breaking paradigms and ceilings, with half a rhyme revealing,
apocalypse now like Brando, on life, barely got a handle.
what the definition of a gangsta really is:
It's said I'm a gangsta,
I'm a straight up G,
your a gangsta to,
if you grew up like me,
it's not by any means,
not a life, about just being a thug,
this is for every child,
that never got a hug,
a ma and a pa who never gave two s****,
a shout out to yal, raised by a b****,
stealin to eat,
cuz we never had enough,
some of us had to fight,
we didn't get no love,
no mommy and daddy,
to tuck us in at night,
to come to our games,
or teach us how to ride a bike,
well,hear me now, listen later,
cuz when we come back for yal,
gonna crush yal like a crater,
they say to forgive,
and try to forget,
but lettin them off that easy,
isn't something we're able to do yet,
G ain't just for gangsta,
it's also for G.O.D.
the man your gonna visit,
next time you all see me,
holding so much animosity,
something we don't repent for,
cuz deep down we know,
your sad pieces of s***,
and will never be anything more,
withering hearts of children,
who were never even cherished,
growing up retaliating,
just wanna watch the parents perish,
like all those years,
they watched the suffering,
tears and bruises ,
gotta keep covering,
all we ever wanted in life,
was a good ma and pa,
but yal just wouldn't love us,
so we say f*** all yal,
see, gangsta is not all,
about street credibility,
it's a passion inside we share,
a type of mentality,
a definition into who we are,
tattoos we have, covering up,
all our childhood scars,
the souls of innocent children,
weak alone, but together strong,
they think we won't succeed,
but we will prove them wrong,
gangsta is your confidence,
taking pride within ones self,
depending on your own instincts,
not relying on somebody else,
this is not just a word,
or a youtube video,
these are real life struggles,
a side that can't help but show,
we don't smile like jadakiss,
although we atempt,
not cuz our teeth are,
but cuz our hearts chipped!
You woke on this day
your heart pounds
you can't breathe.
Contemplating your needs
your thoughts feed
the hunt.
Your focus to find
to seek
there's no truth.
Deceived by the feel
thoughts of pleasure
you feel pain.
Depression and anger
where are you
tonight.
Pacing and sweating
no relief
you can't wait.
The searching and calling
the waiting
haunts you.
Vicious is sin
and it laughs
in your face.
Straight up sin.
You lost control and let it in.
Straight up sin.
That fear is locked up inside you.
Straight up sin.
You sold your soul and found a new friend.
Straight up sin.
When will it ever end.
the majestic northern elk
pierced by the archer's swift arrow
through the forest divine
deep into the heart it shatters
the elk leaped over the river's flow
oh what matters
straight up into green pines
yes he shall go to thine
oh Lord he shall not die
Jack and Jim stood up to sing a hymn
Jack's voice broke
Jim's did choke
Both did croak
Through their pain
They both did gain
Praise in heav'n for singing to Him