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I am

I AmWith those whom I am housed, I do not love.With those who keep me guard, I have no quarrel.For those who serve me unjust, I do not hate.Though I long for freedom this cell maybe my fate!A traveling man with no destination, my luggage is the world’s weight.Though I sin, am I not human?MadeContinue reading “I am”

One in a Million

One In A Million She said that she wanted me to hold her in my arms. She was digging my strong… My fly. She whispered in my ear and told me that I was her kind of guy. By her gangsta … I was enticed, she lived my kind of life. Fast pace! I whisperedContinue reading “One in a Million”

Fatally Her Part 8

Fatally Her PT 8She was a sinner… She was a killer… She was a devil… She was Satan!She was upset! Vexed! This motha fucka just escaped death. She couldn’t sleep, she was tossing and turning in between her silk sheets. On her queen bed, she was spread. Frustrated… lucid dreams about how she missed theContinue reading “Fatally Her Part 8”

Bad Bitch Thug

She used to love him, now she didn’t. On to the next nigga.Bigger bag! Different swag than the last, she move fast. He kept her laced to her acquired taste. Bad bitch thugging that’s her pace.Expensive, elegant, extravagant! Diamonds, bags, and furs. He was silly… making the world hers.She used to love him, but notContinue reading “Bad Bitch Thug”

Emotionally So

The breeze blew into the bedroom through the balcony door. There he stood, fifteen stories above the city. He was looking over the city it was a beautiful night. Yet, a storm was brewing in the bedroom. Tears were running down his wife’s face, and she was screaming “I can’t believe you!” “It wasn’t me!”Continue reading “Emotionally So”

Mississippi GodDam!!!

Political captive from the motherland… Shipped to Virginia. I ran and got hound! Mississippi GodDam!… Nina Simone!.. They shot off my Pharaoh’s nose, Stole Cleopatra’s throne. Wisconsin GodDam! They shot me in my motha fuckin’ back! Where’s the justice at!? Ain’t no help for a nigga like myself. Shackled, whipped, and hung! Where’s my gun?Continue reading “Mississippi GodDam!!!”

Fatally Her PT 7

He was a man on a mission. She was the superficial Dame seeking the contents of his pockets, calculating the value of his watch. Playing the part of the Thot!He knew her type. She was a whore fancied with Dior. Tiffany jewellery paid for by her last score. “My last date bought me this necklace”Continue reading “Fatally Her PT 7”

I Rise Still

Even after all of the transgression and oppressionAgainst people of my complexionStanding tall with a pen as my weaponI’m going down writing!!!I will not be silenced – By this system of recondite violence I Rise Still Through this concrete and steel, I will assure that my word isheardThroughout this worldMy pen will write, until IContinue reading “I Rise Still”

“Chemistry – Actuality”

An artistic sensibility A sexual energy She was beautiful infinity No vulnerability Filled with humility She swayed independently He yearned for the possibility For he and her to build a chemistry For her he had a natural affinity He flowed promiscuously He moved with such a pomposity He studied her philosophically She curbed him vehementlyContinue reading ““Chemistry – Actuality””

Fatally Her PT 6…

Moneybag Moneybag Moneybag Moneybag Moneybag! That’s all that she was about that Moneybag. Big Moneybag Georgio Armani Bag, Chanel Bag, Jimmy Choo Bag, Yves Saint Laurent Bag! Moneybag, Moneybag! Tom Ford Bag, Akris Bag! She was chasing the Moneybag sporting a Louis Vuitton Bag. Her appearance was all cash, pink Hermes straw hat, coral redContinue reading “Fatally Her PT 6…”