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Is this thing on?
I've got something to say!
Is this thing on?
Probably no one is listening anyway!
We live in a place based on unity
Why are we having such disparity?
We can't represent without proper tools
Dissing each other is just plain cruel.
I thought we were supposed to be indivisible which means our bond can't be broken
United we stand, a truer statement has never been spoken.
Rally up for a good cause
Make your voice heard, change those terrible laws
Celebrate and Recognize we aren't all the same;
Keep the peace, make sure everyone is treated humanely
Protect our mutual assets don't play the fools
Justice and equality, protect our schools
Be careful of small eyes and small ears
Guard small hearts and calm large fears
I don't want a wall, I don't want a raid
I don't want the piper to be paid
I object to the plans of evil being laid
I don't want a war, I want peace, love and light
Injustice and hatred I will continue to fight.
I fear this boat is sinking fast
I'm taking our leaders to the task
Make good on your promises that you will protect us
Instead of hiding behind dollar signs with attempts to deflect us
Show me what you will do to save our beloved red, white and blue.
I'm tired of the rhetoric, tired of the double talk with no action
really can't get no satisfaction
I'm tired of hatred, subterfuge and lies
I want to see heart, compassion, a gentle reprise
Of the things that make this country great
clear Consciousness, love instead of hate
We are all descended from people looking for a better life and chance to be great
We need to remember this before it's too late.
The blood of our forefathers ran out as they pushed for democracy
Don't let their sacrifice be made into a mockery.
I don't agree with decisions that have yet to be made; I want a choice
I will continue to raise my voice.
Is this thing on?
I've got something to say!
We need to rally up and keep fighting for a new day.
Tides of change are coming swift and steady
I'll stand on the front lines, poised and ready
Intolerance and inhumanity I will never answer that call.
Unity, love, acceptance, unites us all.
Season of dream haze and arctic signpost.
Chill and chap brood whose scattered offspring plummet thermal values as welcome mat for “whiskered” chimney guest awash with bounty.
Thief of sun filled days without a twinge but that universal late December rendezvous can’t be thrust off-course.
Primal raw wind howl dissing summer’s distant memory - spotty and erratic though it was.
Deck chair, seat of toil free bliss now cold front recess blob.
Mirage or wishful thinking from a wet weather veteran.
We live in fear of reruns like Ophelia or
2010’s black ice.
Storm Force Brian, Mount Fuji on an airwave shrapnel carrier.
Dormant Loch Ness shadow’s fervent air mass plugging festive tunes.
To fuel dispatch and chimney sweep alike a sacred windfall.
For those who struggle just another inroad on an ever
shrinking pocket.
Yet this annual curtain closer has its grail and saving grace.
Dark art charmer lacing every patch for knee high boot crunch.
Architect of igloo closet ski cap.
Sleigh ride bell upon that maligned feast around our globe (Noel hark the alpine carol)!
Bizarre but only to us frostbite souls aloof from glacial beauty.
Deep freeze spirit canvass may not surface.
Christmas anthems booming over frolic footfall streets adorned by night owls.
Chaser lights that gee up gutted ghost town black spot.
Urban ice rink dome another fantasy or wonderland.
Toy shop stock n trade whose only trade is stock.
Colour coded gadget clutching every cell of window space.
Fashion fodder wizards magic spark a toddler’s glee at every turn.
Boisterous strains of Santa rousing inner reindeers - the sort beloved by children down the ages.
Yuletide decor gift band holly bush spike.
Log tossed on fire, kindling stick incendiary, leaping flame enshrouds smokeless polish.
Punch bowl nasal spice so aptly named rum do!
Skim milk skyline flaunts its snow fleck jewellery aloft.
Stars of astral compass spread their twinkle dash on human garlands.
Winter’s stepwise edging in a whirl plume of slush.
Christmas well and truly has arrived.
NB Polish as in Polish Coal,
I’m Ugly
Ijust do not understand on why I can’t never get a girlfriend
I go to school and try to talk to a girl
But she end up dissing me
Talking about me behind my back
Calling me ugly
And when my buddies tell me the news
I get discourage
And when I come home I go to the bathroom
And look into the mirror trying to see if it’s true
The mirror breaks I started to cry because I’m ugly
And I cannot fix my face I never wish to be this ugly
But I guess my mother lie to me
Because she said I was handsome I try to look the best that I can be
13But it seems to be worthless because none of the girls are impress
They always go for them boys that’s popular and looks the best
But they never go for them boys that looks less attractive on the outside
But more attractive on the inside
Sometimes I wish that girls were more mature on what they look for
From a man but I guess they will always pass the good men by
Sometimes I ask God why he made me so ugly
Why couldn’t he make me fine as hell so all the girls can love me then
But I guess I will always be dreaming because no girls love me
And when I see the other dudes date the girls I love or fantasize
I get mad because they are only going with them for sex
But they usually have success on doing it
Come back to school the next day and see the girls I desire pregnant
I hate when Valentines comes around
Because I don’t have no girl to give a gift to or make love to
Watching couples make love through my window
Thinking like damn why that couldn’t be me
Man I’m sick of being lonely
14
Sometimes I wish I had a girl like Brooke Valentine
A smart, pretty, and sweet girl that fears God
But I know this will never be true because I will never find a girl just like
her
But **** it let me stop crying
Because someday I will find me a girl that’s perfect for me
And I don’t know why my reader is laughing but this is how I feel at times
I wish I had a girl as a friend that can encourage me at times to build my
self-esteem back up
But I guess it will never happen because my self-esteem will always be
low until I finally get that one girl I desire
Form:
TO BE OR NOT TO BE VACCINATED
Two years of pandemic and there is still no end in sight.
Almost a year since vaccines became available and only
sixty percent in the United States are fully vaccinated,
where there is ample supply; but turned down by some.
Some say, it’s a right, a human right to turn it down; yet
it seems it is more of a political reason or religious belief.
Whatever side you are on, please respect the other side
instead of dissing, criticizing and depending your side.
I am fully vaccinated because I had seen what this deadly
virus can do, when it hit twenty family members from
mid-December last year to early January this year with
two deaths from the five hospitalized, devastating, scary.
Now, it hit my own family, breaking my heart how this
contagion severely hit my son, seeing him struggle with
shortness of breath, could hardly move even with the
oxygen and me, when I am vaccinated with the booster.
All year round, the vaccination has been politicized helping
to widen the gap between the two parties and the people.
The ones opposing even believing conspiracy and violation
of their right behind the government’s mandates for vaccination.
I am for vaccination; but I do not believe in mandating the
vaccination to health care providers for they know how vicious,
contagious this pandemic is; yet they choose to help the ones
stricken with this virus whether they are vaccinated or not.
I know some healthcare providers who are opposed to
vaccination risking their own lives doing their job, their duties.
The mandate would not let these people work and would
create a shortage in providing care for the victims of this virus.
I also understand why the government is mandating the
vaccination for it is one way to combat this pandemic for
it is a primary concern for the country to function, as well
as its people’s welfare, so let us try to keep an open mind.
12/13/21 Sweet Lady Jane
Stereotypes
So now you join an equality club and think you’re an activist
You seriously wanna get hired but now a high school graduate
It’s really really sad that it even had to come down to this
Oh my God!!
You going against racism, profiling, and produce brutality
But behind closed doors you killin yo own, this I reality
Can’t wear a colored scarf in public, it’s the hood mentality
Just because you wear that color they shoot. Got the audacity?
Back in the day they made us work for free, manual labor
But nowadays you can’t even get a job. Do me a favor?
Pull up ya’ pants, fix ya’ collar. That’s what they pay attention to.
You try to get a job, they dismiss you before the interview.
We got it hard being black, yo.
The hatred and the despise.
Shout out to the Central Park five
And Korey Wise
Not like the other guys. Only there for support
And we here today in and outta court
Man quit goin’ to jail.
How you help your family?
Gotcha “baby momma” workin’ 2, 3 jobs. This is a tragedy.
You think you get all these chances? No, man this is insanity.
You get one chance to get it right, then you’re in the system.
Police shot a man, thought a brush was a gun, now po po po the victim.
No I’m not dissing you, just giving words of wisdom.
Don’t give in to the stereotypes. It’ll ruin your life.
They can’t wait to call you an animal because you got in a fight
They called us monkeys and that n-word, and you here repeating it.
Can’t find anything else to say? It’s like the insult...hmmm... you’re needing it.
You should be a part of a movement-matter of fact- you should be leading it.
Instead of calling each other that, you should be defeating it.
Yes, the world can get outta hand. But it’s all according to God’s plan.
So don’t try to change destiny and end another life man.
I'm coming for you bitches
hitting you with my poetry
sending you to the mental
hospital needing brain stitches.
Ima make you fall apart you
thought I was finished honey I
didn't even start. You might be
pretty but your not smart.
Don't be sleeping on me , cause
when I blow up ill have your
man on my Instagram silently
creeping . This is reality no
your not dreaming . You think
I'm ghost I'm just quietly
scheming . But check it start
peeping you thought I wouldn't
make it I get 100 likes fully
clothed you get 25 likes being
completely naked. When they
say my name you get this eerie
feeling and you can't shake it .
I'm always on your mental . It's
eating you inside it's
detrimental . Your my guinea
pig it's experimental . I know
I'm doing good when I see you
mad it's so sad your words are
bad and your hooks are kind of
like the worst sex I've ever
had. Even your man thinks
your whack I know this cause
he tells me you found out and
had a heart attack . But chill
out I don't need him to bad you
got traded for a girl who looks
like she just came out of
maxim. Karmas a ***** and
she's playing on my side . You
can drop the mic exit stage left
for your career has died. It's
funny cause you never even
dropped you were to
underdeveloped . My Facebook
you stalked my twitter you
followed your like a kiddie pool
super shallow . I hope you say
back and took notes this is
probably the best poem I've
ever wrote . If you need to
press rewind on the remote .
Don't go back up selling coke if
you get caught its murder she
wrote I think I'm finally done
dissing you becoming one of
my poems is your worst
nightmare you'll be a citizen
while I am the comissionaire .
Surrounded in our negativity
Swallowed up in our captivity
Maybe it's the loss of activity
We don't see reality
We react way to aggressively
Without any creativity
We no longer see our objectivity
We won't change out perceptivity
Maybe of we open our eyes
And give other things a chance
But we go past them without a second glance
We're blind to see except want we want to see
We don't fully know who to be
Everyone needs love to have pride
But some people don't see what's already there
We just toss it back to the side
We don't see the little things
Instead concentrate on what we're missing
Don't see what truly matters
Blinded by our own desires
The answer is right in front of you
But you just hear the dissing
All the names, shouts and hissing
Will it ever change
Maybe if you do something
Your life will re-arrange
You don't need to change
Your perfect how you are
Through all the mistakes, your a shining star
You have the power to change how you act
Negativity is what's holding you back
It's want making you crack
It's just the confidence you lack
Confidence to take a step forward
And step out of the hole
Just start climbing
Climb up the pole
At the top is a prize
If you kept going you'll realize
That you didn't give up for a reason
Not now, not ever, not a another season
Because people are waiting
Seeing you break
They've seen your fall
Now they can watch you rise
If only we
We no longer surrounded on our negativity
Or swallowed up in our captivity
If we do more activity
And we see reality
We don't react aggressively
We have more creativity
We change our prospectivity
Something in our minds will ring
We finally see the things
Why does this resonance of love,
lovely resonance,
feel so complexly complicated
to achieve?
Complicating,
complicit in felt imperfection
While red hot hate
burns resiliently,
remains pure
and uncomplicated,
unnuanced,
Vengeance is Mine!
bright as red anger
smoldering in cold
black coal fear
of perfect disregard,
contempt,
anxious judgment,
shaming blame
unequivocal unilateral conviction
I was right
to never truly love
in that unredeemed
leftist win/win compassionate
Not Right RedBlooded win/lose
competitively traumatic
capitalist-patriarchal
monotheistic
punishing way
Of anthrosupremacist survivalist sway,
HuMan MonoCulture Yang, LeftBrain dominant
dissonantly against
EarthMother PolyCulture Yintegrity,
RightBrain prominent EarthTribal
interdependent living systems
unraveling out in partisan bipolar directions
CoArising dipolar dynamic
four seasonal erections
green ecopolitical healthy wealth
win/win organic
Breathing in polypathic Taoist reverse insurrections
of bicameral body/mind
co-governing buried projections
for feeding
and watering public/private health
root chakra
eco/theo-logically polytheistic
living sacred double-binary
emergent information
Joy/Integrity body health
is green mindwealth safety systemic,
neuro-network win/win optimization,
and eco/theologically cooperative
co-investments in mind-body
EarthTribe inclusive
co-empathic healthcare
Which may be why
does this resonance of love,
lovely resonance,
sound so complexly complicated
to co-intelligently achieve?
And feels impossible
not to fully co-invest
despite considering
all the LeftBrain dominant facts
of Earth's eventual mortality.
Facebook Facebook, penetrates my brain.
Facebook Facebook, filling me with pain.
Facebook Facebook, I look at it again and again and again.
Filing me with fear
Filling me with cheer
Filling me with dread
And Filling me with tear
Facebook Facebook
I cannot put you down.
Facebook Facebook
To you I am but bound.
What are all my friends face booking today?
Are you looking selfie good?
Have you made an scrumptious pud?
Have you been out?
Or are you staying in?
Oh the excitement
I cannot begin....
You're positive
You're negative
Oh there's my friend in the hilarious wig
Oh there's my fam
I must like that
Oh that's messed up
Not sure
Will pass
I love you
I hate you
Don't make me grate you
You're part of me now
I just don't know how
To let you go
But I must
Take a bow.......
Do you have a Shoreditch beard?
Are you kooky or just plain weird?
Are you trendy?
Are you cute?
A big, bad and bigoted brute?
Either way
I have to know
I have to see
This Facebook feeling
Keeps on calling me
Do you post?
Do you share?
Do you snoop?
A life to bare?
What is everyone doing today?
I think it's time to step away....
Have you been videoing a really cool moment?
Have you been dissing your football opponent?
Do you love?
Or do you hate?
Do you attack?
Or do you create?
Are you funny?
Or are you Crass?
Witty?
Pretty?
My bestest bestest mate?
Facebook Facebook
Running through my brain!
Oh no I've only gone and looked at it again.
An addiction?
A fiction?
A true depiction?
A distraction?
A reaction?
A reactive group action?
Facebook Facebook
I really to sleep.
Damn!
Just one more peep.....
I need some guidance but I have noone to talk to
Whispers in my ears saying “Get rid of the things that haunt you”
Looking up and down and all around and no one is there
“Never give up on the people who love you and truly care “
I hold my eaars tighly and but the voice is still in my ear
“You can't hide from me, this is something you need to hear”
I run to the radio and turn the music on full blast, the voice still stays
“Vanessa you will have your share of good and worst days”
I tried everything to avoid the whispers but never did I succeed
“Look at everything you've done and the life you lead”
I sit down and cry as I am forced to listen
“There are people who love you and they are the ones your dissing”
Hands reaching out to the portrait on the table as I hold it to my heart
“It was the devil trying to break you , that's why you are apart”
Looking at the picture long straight hair who caught all the attenetion
“You loved her very much, that was your best friend not to mention”
My tears fall harder as my memories play deep into my head
“You know there is still a chance, she is not dead”
I lift my head and gently say “I want to but I don't know what to do”
“Well baby look in ther mirror, that person is you”
I have low self esteem now and no confidence in myself
“Look at how beautiful you are in the pictures on the bookshelf”
I know but I am not that person anymore, no one even notices me
“Stay confident, change the way you feel and that person you can be “
I feel better already, I guess all I was feeling was nonsense
“Well if you need me you know where to find me I am your conscience”