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Johnathan Thompson Poem
I flew one time
Over the going ons of this life
I saw fate's plan
From my conception to my third ex wife
From the dumpster babies to a NorthWestern paradise
From train traffic delays to buses blowing up in Saudi uh-rayb
From sending your picture to med schools to 25 cent giving a family food
From giving profiles an update to gettin profiled and court dates
From same love and reverse racism
To double X chromosome unnecessary circumcision
From society's mutiny to wives being sold and muted on their knees
From all the pastors receiving enough to breakeven
and the poor that are rich in faith no matter circumstance nor season
From rainbows leading you to gold to rainbows meaning the devil has bought your soul
From waterfalls to your teardrops
From catchin crooks to crooked cops
Opening fire on perps to opening fire on purp
From losing your last dollar to finding your worth
Over satiating our hunger to babies dying of thirst
From oil and water
To closed minds and open legs
Old autopsies at a young age
All that lynching but we can't hang
Inherited all your bad genes
All these heirs but I can't breathe
Bending the air so it won't fit in your lungs
Authoritative action leaves you speechless because they'd prefer for
me and you
you and I
to breathe less
But I ain't trying to handshake no angels yet
Not yet
Copyright © Johnathan Thompson | Year Posted 2014
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Johnathan Thompson Poem
When I go home damn
Its really quiet
Never thought I'd find this amount of white noise
In the pitch black face silence
As I flip scenarios of something like self inflicted violence
making, my room, look....just a lil more stylish
I'll douse the walls with my wrist's imitation of your red fingernail polish
Seems like
The riot in my mind may have leaked out
Some sound and the floorboards of this house still creek but a paddle im
without
Drowning
In my surroundings
Thought my flow would let me float on but ya boy ain't so buoyant tho
Fall in to the blue sky's reflection as I plummet into my foe
I'm a machine, can't have water get too close
Not afraid of water, because I can't swim
Scared of depth and darkness, and oceans will force me to give in
I don't wanna share my lungs
Lemme breathe for me
Please
Fraid uh water because I've coasted the trans-parent sea
It's weird when you can say "my parents see right through me"
Custody war
But I lost every battle
Reached for anything
All I got was a broken handle on everything
Vices
Sex life flowing down south with her g string and sex appeal
I need to
but cannot feel
As I challenge my demons to a battle
Im kind of like the scent leading the pack to the cattle
Never really see me coming
But I'll lead you to something that'll have ya bowels runnin
Digestive tract star
Ingest every bar
And when you're done im the shit
Even if you ain't really like it
I mean if you want,
Glance at my ego leave a scar
Or get impressed call me a star
My stride the only thing between me and going far
Serpentine with your actions but I call you baby
Cold-Blooded
Now I see why you stay so shady
because to me it seems like you've got nothing but an innocent rattle
Blinded, because I let my lap become your saddle
Your reflection yelling at me im surprised you couldn't tell
Treating me like I was the first Angel sent to hell
If Jesus was a lamb I can be your scapegoat at the very least
Sacrilegious sacrifices, looked past the fact I'm actually a feral beast
Shook, like a Harlem shake rattlesnake attention deficit rook
Playin the say it wit ya chess game and I wrote all the books
King disguised as a pawn
I'll put myself on
Competition going down
South
Hit that nae napalm expellin from my mouth
My fire...
Copyright © Johnathan Thompson | Year Posted 2014
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