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Emmanuel Johnson Poem
I feel like I'm in it,
trapped by it's walls, bound to the corner
where you are all I see
All I need, All I think I need
Is love something you find
Something that binds,
Lately I hear it is poetry
Knowing me I might give her a letter
Address her as an immaculate object
Stamp it with my heart's approval... Then think
Should I send it to her?
"No, yes, no, yes, no, maybe later..."
Love is really an argument with yourself
"No it isn't, yes it is, no it isn't..."
Is love temporary,
is it a mental state that no one needs?
God loves us more than we love him
I thought love was a give and take
Where both sides give and both sides take
Love is the light in the abyss of darkness
Where you are Helen Keller to the world
Blind to what you see but not to what you feel
And what you feel is right
So you become a Spartan, a warrior
Fighting for what is right
And what is right is what you feel
And what you feel is love:
Passion that will make you go the extra mile
Loyalty that will make you fight to the ends of the earth
Strength that drives you away from the corner
Courage to look at the world as an ant in your biosphere
Freedom to be who you are
And the Pursuit of the Happiness your heart yearns for
Love
Copyright © Emmanuel Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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Emmanuel Johnson Poem
Sleepy, I walked down the senior hallway
The last door on the left seemed miles away
But I was determined to make it
It was 7:26 in the morning, assignment due 7:30
My hands were sweating bullets
Felt as if every senior had their eyes on me
Assignment in hand, I started my journey
Nerd, jocks, cheerleaders all bunched together in one walk-way
You would think I was a running back, of some sort
Dodging the potential mayhem
Judy with the big booty was being so loud
Laughing and screaming with her friends
Drew and the crew obnoxious as usual,
Were going over plays, at least it looked like it
Trampling any victim in their path
The Nerd Bird flocking in e=mc2
Calculate who will have a date in time for prom
Starting with Judy, my hands were no match
The sound waves catapulted me into the lockers
Side to side I juked, spun, and jumped
Like a magnet bouncing off the rhinoceros crew
For the Nerds, I only had to say one thing…
“I already have a date for prom…”
That sent them into a mathematical frenzy
Looking at their watches they said, “Prom is exactly
218 days 13 hours 27 minutes and 10 seconds away…
There is no way you have your date!”
While they babbled on I was on the move
The last mayhem was upon me: The hall monitor
He already saw my awesome display of athleticism
But didn’t find it amusing, He was one of those guys…
If you dropped a piece of paper on the floor, detention
I just distracted him by saying, “I didn’t have breakfast…”
We both didn’t know where that came from
So I just kept waking while he was still confused
Stumbled into class, discrediting my previous display
And turned in my homework assignment
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Emmanuel Johnson Poem
I can feel the rain coming in
And all this pain has caused me to sin
Doing my will against the will of my parents
I thought how I feel would become apparent
Since it's not, I'm a kid misunderstood
All my dad does is cry about the hood
How his life was just like a train
Unstoppable with no one to blame
Death, Pain, and Tragedies
While I'm in my room thinking of strategies
I know why the caged bird sings
Because that bird knows that freedom rings
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Emmanuel Johnson Poem
It's like I can't do anything right
Like everything I do deserves a fight
Is it because I am wrong
Like slow dancing to a really fast song
Or is it because I try to make peace
But all of our money has just been released
Living check to check is the best way to struggle
Since I talk to much I may need a muzzle
But will shutting me up really help?
Like smoking weed did to Michael Phelps
I don't think I'm really the issue
Just a target to aim your missile
When the smoke clears what is left?
Just a kid who is scared to death
Maybe I don't think I will die
But to say I'm not tire is just a lie
And I don't want to lie about me
Stop saying I'm the problem and you will see...
It's not me, this time
Copyright © Emmanuel Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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Emmanuel Johnson Poem
Am I ready to start a new chapter
Find new friends, hear new laughters
Grow through knowledge, Go to college
I feel like I'm stuck in bondage
Wondering is it to much for me
Am I ready to be... what you call an A-D-U-L-T
As you can see, I have one more year
Then I'll be grown and out of here
I can not say that I am scared
Just wondering am I fully prepared
For what life may throw or I may topple
Can I get a wish from a genie in a bottle
What it would be no one will know
I'll have to measure the cons and the pros
Along the way I'll set a few goals
First time I will be affecting the polls
Helping chose the next presidential canidate
The Bible says every leader is heaven sent
Time doesn't ask for my consent
So I hope my time here was a time well spent
Copyright © Emmanuel Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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