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I Drew Lines

I drew a line in the chalk 
I tasted freedom
I touched the moon
I saw the air conforming around human nature
I danced in bliss
I smelt emotion 
The sweet aroma of artificial joy
I drew lines in the chalk 
I drew lines
But these lines become permanent 
The lines in the chalk became the lines on my soul.
These lines didn't make me jovial 
But caged my mind 
I drew lines 
To set trapped insides free 
To dance in the sky 
To become light 
To be wind 
I smelt only what I could see 
And what I saw were lines 
A gradual flow of red streams 
A visual art form of relief 
I drew two lines 
But they weren't in the chalk. 
But I was an artist

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Writing

Where did my poetic voice go ?
Creativity ?
Trying to signal Maya Angelou that spoke to me.
A struggle to continue
Irony.
Writing a poem that perceived me.
"Life is like a house and failure is a hole in the wall ." 
Now a hole in my credibility. 
The power to turn words to poetry 
But what makes me worthy ?
The empty lines is all i see.
The repetition of the sound "E"
This poem is killing me. 
Staying away from preschool clichès
This is dishonorably the last thing you want to see
But she wrote it and stupidly called herself
Me.

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Lines

Straight lines.
Blurred lines. 
Life-lines .
Flat-lines. 
This world is a sphere ,
We live on lines.

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Gravaty

She found herself being pulled,
A strong force of attraction ,
Gravity.
That invisible touch ,
Forceful and strong
Held her,
 Not to the ground ,
To her individuality.
That she that needed to be 
A he,
But they kept speaking on it
What they if not she ,
But we were born into this world a single being.
The they that decided 
She could not love she .
He could not love he.
But angered because she knew 
She was a he 
Why not society ? 
That safe zone of 
"He and she" 
That's all a family can be 
But he did not love she 
But what's so wrong with adultery ? 
It looks correct .
This is what she'd call lack of gravity.
Why ? 
No individuality.
Scarce humanity.
But Happy society .

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Take It Lightly

Look down at her feet,
The size ?
Incorrect.
The shape ?
Too wide.
Her toes ?
Too long .
Stair at the top of her head,
Her hair ?
Wrong  texture,
Wrong length.
Her forehead ?
Too large.
Her eyebrows ?
Too bushy .
But follow it with a 
Chuckle,giggle,outburst of laughter 
Take it lightly .
As if the record 
You played in her mind hasn't been set on replay .
Wrong "This" and "Too" that .
Where does she find right ?
In between head to toe of "wrong" and"too" ?
No explanation required.
Just Take it lightly.

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18 Year Old Monster

I am finding myself believing in monsters.
The Boogey man that lived under the bed,
The demon that lurked in the dark ,
The Wicked Trolls that'll grab my ankles.
I am finding myself fearing these monsters.
The Boogey man that told me-
my life choices were sinful ,
The demon living in my emotions,
The wicked troll that judged my every move.
I didnt find myself ,
I found my reverence .
A leach on my shoulders relieving me of 
Hope ,Happiness -
The light of life.
I've found my fears ,
Now i'm affraid .

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Claims

Must be hard out here? 
For you of course 
Pigmentless 
Living the life of a white man.
"Hardest thing to be right now is a  white male"
Excuse me if i offended you.
My mention of slavery must have repremanded you.
"We dont make the same choices our ancestors do " 
To envoke that feeling of remorse 
That remorse my ancestors never  got ,
But you forgot.
We did not ask to be brought here.
Put on display when no-one showed dismay
Enough about then , lets speak on today.
"I voted for Obama" 
The international non-racist phrase ?
This is what we look like now days.
Because half is better than none at all.
Half of you and half of me.
None the less half is still to much to be.
Soon followed a fuss.
Never just a president , 
A BLACK president.
Create your own history 
Reason ? 
Lack of Democracy.
Opression , Mother of slavery.
Racism , daughter.
To be beaten ,killed and raped in casuality. 
2017 ,black is the easiest thing to be.
Deluted by revolution.
Young black slaves march on.
Paying your masa to be owned 
Voluntarily shackled by feet.
When your ancestors fought for relief.
Fordged in steel now bounded in leather.
Brands burt into their bodies ,
Now burnt into your ego,limited editions.
It hasnt changed .
The name you carry 
Your owner 
Your masa  
The name of the human that held your freedom .
But masa's day came,
When will Jordan's.

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The Twisted

I've seen the devil in his rawest from
A state most frightening 
A phase of lust 
Black tie , white shirt
The devil.
Primed and Proper.
Piercing Green eyes , No soul
A canabal in sheep's clothing 
They say there is an attraction
One beyond humanity 
They said it.
I've seen the devil, 
I stumbled , 
I fell .
I saw the devil in his purest form ,
And he revealed himself to me.
By this time they said something else.
"Birds fly with their own kind ." 
I've seen the devil and he has seen me. 
Sharp brown eyes , Souless.