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Tony Johnson Poem
Heavy heart
Die die
The fear in my eye
I can hide behind this badge
It will protect me and mines
Is this how you feds think
Is this how you feds feel
You fear the color of my skin so using your badge makes you real.......
Real tough?
Real brave?
Break it down to me please i need you feds to explain
We tell you we are armed and licensed to conceal
That is not enough as you still shoot to kill
We walk with you side by side no resistance and in cuffs
Hell that means nothing as you use your knee to kill us
We run to avoid you in the middle of the street
You shoot us in the back like we are some deer meat
When will this stop?
When will this end?
I am sick of the crime
Peace for a straight week has been non existent in my 27 years of living
I am sick of the white man killing us off but what infuriates me more.....
The fact my beautiful black brothers killing one another for simple beefs that can be resolved behind closed doors
See the great Will Smith said it best
“Racism isn’t getting worse, it is getting filmed” wisest thing i have heard in all of this mess
Racism has never died
It will continue to multiply
Black people come together when they witness a white man killing our kind
We get enraged and look to protest
If another brother owe us 100 bucks hell we looking to put him and his whole family to rest
I have lost family and friends to senseless black on black crime
My black community does not settle issues with fist fights anymore
We look to shoot a glock, .40 cal or a 9
We will set our brothers up
To get robbed and to get beat
We will kill another brother if they dare step on the Jordans i have on my feet
My race is dying at the hands of their own
They record killing or beating another black man and all is condoned
“F that nigga up” is consistently heard on social media platforms
The black community constantly views the videos of us getting punched, kicked, and spat on
We joke about it and send it around
Black man just got whooped and the video is viral all around town
His pride is ruined and ego is diminished
Now the person who just beat him.... well his life is about to be finished
Another black on black crime funeral i must attend
Even those aren’t safe since that is becoming a place of Revenge
I am sick of the racist cops and people killing us all
But the real change will come when we can come together as a black community and stand tall
Until my black brothers and sisters can stop killing one another and until we can come together
Change......
Change will never see the sunny side of the weather
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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Tony Johnson Poem
5 minutes
Black man- Regular Font
White cop- ALL CAPS
Excuse me Mr. Officer can i ask you a question
WHAT THE HELL YOU WANT BOY YOU ARE GETTING OUT OF YOUR PROTEST SECTION
Why do you hate me so much? What did i do
YOU’RE A HOOLIGAN, THUG, AND A CRIMINAL TOO
Well if i was a criminal wouldn’t i be in jail
I WILL GET YOU THE NEXT CRIME AND TOSS YOU STRAIGHT IN THAT PRISON CELL
Funny cause you are waiting for me to commit a crime but that is not who i am
BOY GET THE HELL BACK BEFORE I DRAW MY SERVICE WEAPON
If you draw it on me i just have one request
Dont shoot me in the back but shoot me in my chest
Don’t put your knee on my head and bash my face to the ground
Choke me staring you dead in the eye
So my soul can haunt you down
WHAT THE HELL YOU SAY TO ME MONKEY
ARE YOU THREATENING ME
Not at all Mr. Officer just expressing my feelings with my hands up and speaking verbally
You called me a hooligan, thug, and criminal all in the same sentence
I just crushed your pride by not reacting my friend with the camera here is my witness
You categorized all black people and that is your perception of us
A bunch of criminal thugs who you look to erase but
You never answered my question of why you hate ME so much
You’ve never met ME or even seen me but ready to draw your gun
Since you are stationed here with my cameras watching and i am here to protest
I ask you to give me 5 mins to explain just who I am
I am a former special education educator
A former basketball and track coach
A personal trainer with clients that look like both
Like both you and i
I have taught and coached all complexions
You would be surprised at how many of your race look up to me for both guidance and direction
I motivate and uplift your race and I motivate and uplift mine
I need no camera to film my good duties
Because my heart is genuine
I do my actions out of love
I don’t do them out of spite
I take time to get to know the people that enter into my life
I don’t judge them by what they look like
I see them for whats on the inside
Inside their mind and their heart
Then our connection intertwines
Now you on the other hand
You were quick to lock me away
Then you got so fed up with me
You were willing to kill me on this day
Take my life and you don’t even know me
Didn’t even care to take 5 minutes out of your day
Killing another black man
Just business as usual as you guys like to say
Well Mr. Officer no need to sign that false report
Of how you feared for your life
I just wanted to share a glimpse of who i was
Just wanted you to get some insight
Don’t be so quick to judge me and my people because of our complexion
We were blessed with this color and all of its blessings
Just imagine me being like you and judging my students and players who like your skin
I would have never gave them any instruction, guidance, uplifting, hell not even notebook paper let alone a pen
I couldn’t even imagine
I do something like that
I am a role model to many colors
I will continue to be that
Thank you Mr. Officer
For my 5 mins are complete
Thank you for not shooting first
But taking time to actually hear me
Now if you have something on your chest
You are willing to address
Take the floor Mr. Officer
That 5 mins we can reset
I am willing to hear you out
Willing to know what you really fear
Every time you approach my color
That service weapon is coming out the side of your rear
So lets have this dialogue
We can sit and talk about it
5 mins Mr. Officer
Your time has officially started
#5 mins
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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Tony Johnson Poem
C.O.M.S
Colors
Black, brown
Something that has been an issue since the beginning of time
Colors unite
Colors causes actions out of spite
Colors are all different shades
Colors has been one of the leading causes of death for decades
See i am a man of color
The black color i must say
I love the color of my skin
Though It has caused me drama along the way
The stories my family told me growing up as a young boy
Can’t say i was unaware i would get treated differently cause of my skin color that i did not ask for
I was blessed with this blackness
I can’t give it back or trade it in
My color has shaped and formed me
Into all my successes and wins
Believe with those victories came defeats
Losses that crushed my soul, hurt my heart, and turned my feelings obsolete
Loses Produced hatred and evil
Vengeance and being deceitful
Turning me into a character that was never me
Saying words i imagined ill never speak
The white person had me feeling this way
Treating my color like tar and asphalt stepping on it and burning my color away
Hanging my colored people from thick tree branches
With a noose so tight there was no chance to escape
Seconds later the soul leaving the colored human flesh
As the colored human gasped for air eventually hanging lifeless
No care for their family and/or their friends
The white man chuckled laughing as the colored life came to a quick and senseless end
The white cop!!
They took an oath to protect and serve
But when it comes to one of color
They kill our men, belittle our children and woman, and get off with a not guilty verdict which to the color community is just absurd
While the chuckling from the white community continues upon reading of the verdict
The color community is in rage
Fearful, pissed, sad, and confused
This has been our norm and what our parents preached to us since our early age
This was never fair to me
Walk over my people of color
Kill off my family
See i hated white people
Until i was me again
Until my character came back and I rediscovered love and peace again
I realized all white people were not the same
I discovered that some white people do like the color of my skin
I felt some wanting to be my friend
I saw past the white color and into the heart
I saw the love, the care, the emotion for me and my family that was authentic from the start.
You see you can’t control the color of your skin
But you can control your thoughts and the different directions people attempt to push you in.
History shows and tells me I should hate white people for all that they have done
They tortured and killed my elders for their entertainment and their fun
But my interactions and experiences has enhanced my growth and knowledge and taught me to love not just the colored ones
Love all
As i only get one life in my black flesh
I spread and receive love from all walks of life and that fulfills my happiness
I get judged and hated by many
Black, white, and brown
I look past that and focus on the care factor. This new found focus has turned my life around
The
C-olor
O-f
M-y
S-kin
Won’t define who I am as a person
My actions will
My words and emotions have bought love to black brown and white
So much of that love has been reciprocated
I will never be loved by all and that is fine
That is the realization of the situation
I will also never love all
Some people just don’t have loving hearts nor loving minds
I will no longer allow the Color Of My Skin to be used as an excuse to hate the white and lose the character that is mine
I love everyone
White brown and black
The hatred and separation....
Na my character and heart is too big for that
I love big and forever will
That is how I’ve grown
Honestly...
Love, peace, and respect is all I have ever known
One day maybe we will come together
One day maybe we will all see
Hate has no home between skin color
So let your love shine and float free
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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Tony Johnson Poem
Heavy heart
Die die
The fear in my eye
I can hide behind this badge
It will protect me and mines
Is this how you feds think
Is this how you feds feel
You fear the color of my skin so using your badge makes you real.......
Real tough?
Real brave?
Break it down to me please i need you feds to explain
We tell you we are armed and licensed to conceal
That is not enough as you still shoot to kill
We walk with you side by side no resistance and in cuffs
Hell that means nothing as you use your knee to kill us
We run to avoid you in the middle of the street
You shoot us in the back like we are some deer meat
When will this stop?
When will this end?
I am sick of the crime
Peace for a straight week has been non existent in my 27 years of living
I am sick of the white man killing us off but what infuriates me more.....
The fact my beautiful black brothers killing one another for simple beefs that can be resolved behind closed doors
See the great Will Smith said it best
“Racism isn’t getting worse, it is getting filmed” wisest thing i have heard in all of this mess
Racism has never died
It will continue to multiply
Black people come together when they witness a white man killing our kind
We get enraged and look to protest
If another brother owe us 100 bucks hell we looking to put him and his whole family to rest
I have lost family and friends to senseless black on black crime
My black community does not settle issues with fist fights anymore
We look to shoot a glock, .40 cal or a 9
We will set our brothers up
To get robbed and to get beat
We will kill another brother if they dare step on the Jordans i have on my feet
My race is dying at the hands of their own
They record killing or beating another black man and all is condoned
“F that nigga up” is consistently heard on social media platforms
The black community constantly views the videos of us getting punched, kicked, and spat on
We joke about it and send it around
Black man just got whooped and the video is viral all around town
His pride is ruined and ego is diminished
Now the person who just beat him.... well his life is about to be finished
Another black on black crime funeral i must attend
Even those aren’t safe since that is becoming a place of Revenge
I am sick of the racist cops and people killing us all
But the real change will come when we can come together as a black community and stand tall
Until my black brothers and sisters can stop killing one another and until we can come together
Change......
Change will never see the sunny side of the weather
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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Tony Johnson Poem
What is L.O.V.E
A four letter word that makes some feel alive
Love is no different than you and i
It wants to be cherished and wants to be synced
Love can disappear with a snap or a blink
Allow me to go off topic to explain my version of Love
So close your eyes open your ears and keep your head up
Now growing up as a young man i was always taught to value Love. Be caring kind and affectionate and L.O.V.E would rise above. Family L.O.V.E and Intimate L.O.V.E on the quest for them both. Astonishing, both seemed to go missing when i needed them the most.
As I searched and searched to meet what L.O.V.E is
My journey came to a halt with a fascinating connection........
Love is not a person its a feeling
Love is always going to take some healing
Love cannot be purchased or sold
Love can be beautiful and bold
Love is a sight we all thrive to see
Love can be different between you and me
Love come from all walks of life
Love comes in all sizes and heights
Love can slightly change everyone
Love can make u see sharper or make you go dumb
Love can be creative and so neat
Love can be messy and cause defeat
Love can be honest all the time
Love can look you in the face with a lie
Love can be your highest high
Love can come crashing and make you cry
Love can make you warm and fuzzy inside
Love can turn its back on you until the day you die
As I stumbled across this discovery my journey was over. I knew what L.O.V.E was all along as i experienced it over and over. Exhilarated with the Intimate L.O.V.E once before. It shot me down as i thought both feet were in the door.
The family L.O.V.E was always there if i must say. Honestly, there were many instances where that L.O.V.E got carried away.
So my version of L.O.V.E comes with experiences that may vary from yours. Doesn’t mean we have nothing in common or in store. L.O.V.E is a feeling. It can come and it can go. Just don’t lose sight of your L.O.V.E as it will surround you with your right people for years to come
My version of L.O.V.E comes with more than two
My L.O.V.E for God
My L.O.V.E for family
And my L.O.V.E for my future Mrs. too
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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Tony Johnson Poem
Head spinning heart racing
So many thoughts has my legs pacing
Back and forth
Between and around
I am stuck in this place
Just how can i be found
Whose around for some guidance
Whose around for some direction
I thought i was merging until I found myself stuck at this intersection
Holding up traffic
No red or green telling me to stop or go
Just my memories and assumptions
Telling me to hold on or to let go
My biggest struggle in life was holding on to the past
Holding on to memories once filled with tons of love and many laughs
Memories filled with rage and conviction
Memories filled with a bunch of speaking while not enough listening
Holding on because i am fearful to let go
Fearful of merging onto that intersection with my foot on the gas pedal
Fearful of change and fearful of defeat
Fearful and unwilling to embrace the situation you see
Embracing is acceptance which I wasn’t ready for
Not ready to embrace closing up and opening new doors
Afraid to picture what was on the new side
I would keep my eyes shut tight to block the new memories from forming inside
Wanting change but not bold enough to admit it
Wanting more for myself and the others around me
Not willing to embrace it while stuck in my old surroundings
I had to remove myself from the old mess
Embrace what was once my happiness
Embrace that those memories shaped me into me
Embrace that those tough times would shape my future moments and allow me to become free
Embrace that i still had some soul searching to do
Embrace the fact the ones closest to me had some to do too
Embrace that timing is key to happiness in life
Embrace that people closest to you come and go whether wrong or right
Embrace that happiness is within you no other person can fill that void
Embrace that my happiness is on the verge of being restored
It takes a lot of courage to go through this phase
A lot of reflection
Avoiding misdirection
Letting go of misconceptions
All of this to fully merge onto that intersection
Foot on the gas mirrors aligned
I can see out the rear most importantly while leaving it behind
I am who i am today but not who i was back then
I can only focus on what’s in front of me on this new direction
I have embraced the confusion and the uneasy feelings
I have battled with those inner demons
They won a few battles but i won the war
I conquered my feelings and everything else I have in store
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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Tony Johnson Poem
ead spinning heart racing
So many thoughts has my legs pacing
Back and forth
Between and around
I am stuck in this place
Just how can i be found
Whose around for some guidance
Whose around for some direction
I thought i was merging until I found myself stuck at this intersection
Holding up traffic
No red or green telling me to stop or go
Just my memories and assumptions
Telling me to hold on or to let go
My biggest struggle in life was holding on to the past
Holding on to memories once filled with tons of love and many laughs
Memories filled with rage and conviction
Memories filled with a bunch of speaking while not enough listening
Holding on because i am fearful to let go
Fearful of merging onto that intersection with my foot on the gas pedal
Fearful of change and fearful of defeat
Fearful and unwilling to embrace the situation you see
Embracing is acceptance which I wasn’t ready for
Not ready to embrace closing up and opening new doors
Afraid to picture what was on the new side
I would keep my eyes shut tight to block the new memories from forming inside
Wanting change but not bold enough to admit it
Wanting more for myself and the others around me
Not willing to embrace it while stuck in my old surroundings
I had to remove myself from the old mess
Embrace what was once my happiness
Embrace that those memories shaped me into me
Embrace that those tough times would shape my future moments and allow me to become free
Embrace that i still had some soul searching to do
Embrace the fact the ones closest to me had some to do too
Embrace that timing is key to happiness in life
Embrace that people closest to you come and go whether wrong or right
Embrace that happiness is within you no other person can fill that void
Embrace that my happiness is on the verge of being restored
It takes a lot of courage to go through this phase
A lot of reflection
Avoiding misdirection
Letting go of misconceptions
All of this to fully merge onto that intersection
Foot on the gas mirrors aligned
I can see out the rear most importantly while leaving it behind
I am who i am today but not who i was back then
I can only focus on what’s in front of me on this new direction
I have embraced the confusion and the uneasy feelings
I have battled with those inner demons
They won a few battles but i won the war
I conquered my feelings and everything else I have in store
Copyright © Tony Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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