Never Again

“A dedication to the all understanding sympathisers of America that helped me these past 2 month on my upcoming project!”

“Thank you for standing up for us addressing injustice and inequalities of my people and more!”

“I truly and sincerely love you all!”

“With understanding we can all come together as one nation and and worldwide!”

 

 

 

REPARATIONS……….

You can’t just sweep us under a quiet place under America’s rug!

 

 

 

REPARATIONS……….

How can you pray?

Ignoring…

The truth of American history!

 

 

 

REPARATIONS………

We only want justice.

For all….

The things…

The family’s and children divided…

Sold off to the highest and lowest  bidders…….

 

 

 

REPARATIONS…….

America please!

Stand up and acknowledge!

The aftermath of slavery!

 

REPARATIONS!!!✊

 

 

 

“Peace and love to all!”

 

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All Praises Due

Browning skin…

From the sun…

On a covered up tattooed tear drop I got years ago.

Correct me if I’m wrong but….

I love all the beautiful women of….

All shapes, sizes, colors and cultures……

 

 

“Brazilian!”

Sweet pear tree “Queen” that bees.

My trap.

Native blood cute cotton tail.

Soft spoken.

Open to anything.

I…

Whine…

For…..

 

 

 

“Ethiopian!”

Praying!

For a hoping chance to romance.

That shining ornament on the top.

Of a Christmas tree on my mental morning.

“Beautiful!”

Olive oil nose posed for me.

Looking at toy toes.

 

 

“Palestinian!”

Sweety!

Charged up!

I’m forever imprisoned.

All In open.

Pushing my focus.

To create white water waves.

Important size heart, body and mind.

That I wish was mine.

 

 

 

 

“Spain!”

This may sound real lame but…

I’ll be her slave for life!

The freaky crushed up crash dummy for your stay.

Love!

I need that rain on that thing.

Pronto!

Speaking in my ear in……

Mmmmmm….

Low tone finger prints.

 

 

 

 

 

“Zimbabwean!”

I say…

The darker the berry…

The sweet the cherry!

On my tongue like cereal milk.

Flavored ice creamy.

Enough to drive me crazy.

Into a wall of safety.

How the hell did I get here!

 

 

 

Ireland…..

Her racist dad.

I don’t care if he hates my guts.

I was born with a back bone.

Unbelievable!

Long hair!

I  double dog dare her.

To let down her long hair like.

“Rapunzel!”

Let down please.

Little tale like a pony.

Meet me…

On the Titanic were I’ll wait for you.

Don’t panic….

 

 

 

 

Pakistan….

Seasons of…

Where…

Have…

You been….

Verry humble…

Intuitively….

Cares for me…

Enough to kill time..

Forever if it touches me….

She likes love notes.

I wrote you a letter…

Please open it when I say so.

 

 

 

 

“India!”

Cultured rose petals.

Meadows of her uncommonly breezes.

By me..

I’ve seen her dance into sensuality.

In a very cold igloo view.

Eden eyes breathing odd.

I realize I’ve been swept off my feet.

No suprise at all.

 

 

 

 

“American……..”

Ummm……..

Next…..

 

 

 

 

Norwegian…

She rings my bell!

Like a Cathedral…..

Snow white…

Snowed in…

So white…

Over snow fights….

Fun hugs…

Kissing Hershey…

She likes to nibble..

Never bite..

Warm with in a temper.

Warm in my temple.

I love frisky troubles..

Be my cabin…

I light the log for you…….

 

 

 

 

 

Veitnemese….

So small in my arms.

She jumps up on me ecstatic.

Her love for me isn’t fabricated.

She is my second home like prison doors.

I get down on my knees to please…

Her with no description…

That I can say.

I promise it’s xxx rated…

Oh!

A script for I to play in…

I’m the young man…

Shes my naughty school teacher…

 

 

 

 

Russian…

Black hair I dared my self to look away.

My desires are to…

Dress her in something edible.

Your very flexable…

A specialty…

So special to me…

I go crazy like me…

Heart eyes!

Popping out of my scull sculptures..

When your my bank…

Im the direct depositor…

 

 

 

 

Revival

“In reference to the freedom of expression challenge by iScriblr.com”

 

 

 

 

I sat calmly…

Knowing that at anytime.

My sitcom could be canceled.

 

I Rested on turmoil…

Slipping turmeric…

Plus rubbing alcohol.

Packing table salt into my wounds.

Was nothing kosher…

 

 

Roasting!

In a bath broiling in the middle of earth’s core.

Pills try to cure.

 

“Get away fraud!”

 

“I love silence more!”

 

I rose up out.

Dripping magma off my…

Feet of bronze…

Northern man armed…

With….

Sensory footsteps matching…

The sounds of a pawn….

 

“The strategy was to play dumb…”

 

I need options…

Yet I could live without them…

 

I got away from you by racking another 5.56…

In the chamber…

Stewing troops from the hip…

 

Training war ophans how to defend…

Broad bodies of selves from danger spelled.

Out loud!

 

Out of everything in my life..

The only thing that can kill me..

Are the tears of a suffering child..

Changing my ways for better days…

Claustrophobic I proclaim my innocence to God.

So one day I can see heaven.

 

 

I was told to.

“Walk through hell.”

“Freeing all strange fruits.”

“Cut them all loose from choking.”

“In returning.”

“I will announce your new universal rules.”

 

 

Basically I have to sacrifice myself.

By eny means…

To die helping others in need.

I’ll be free from some type of contract.

Apon release….

 

I then can free all my soldiers.

From the death penaltys of.

Agany!

Unchained from all technicalitys!

 

I signed up…

 

Times up…

The new resurrection of.

This new man that..

Isn’t the man he once was.

Changed by looking back at.

All my overcame boundaries.

 

There is no dought that.

I’m going to burn forever in hell.

I’ve always been the one to.

Amplify my self for the peace.

For the easy reach for my blessings.

Up under my canopy….

 

So I may live forever.

Just to watch everything die around me.

Everyone!

Everybody!

That’s my problem…….

 

 

The old me is gone..

All praises due to..

The father…….

I’m alive…

All tomorrows…..

Rev ah loo shun Air E

Listen listen…

Pay attention…

Listen listen….

Pay attention….

Listen listen…

Pay attention….

Listen……….

Listen…….
Pay……..
Attention………

To…………..

me……………..

“Clearing my throat…”

“What I’ll say will be abstract to cover my last tracks……”

Pastences…

Cut like scissors…

Scoping the scorpions who’ve….

Stung out bad intention…

Intentionally!

I picked up on the rythme…

Instagams wet then dried…

Landed into my hands…

Staggeringly!

Like a the weakened ram…

Who loss a mating jamboree…

A weak stand…

Gave out a beating…

Blood ran into…

streets….

Rats…

Pigs…

Fired up…

Tryed to put a lid on my head…

I never shut my laptop like…

A kid hiding porn from has damn mom….

Dad didn’t care…

He knew the Steele cloth…

Made a cut out…

From his toughest scissors…

Would cut the camera…

“Cutttttt!”

No comercial in printing…

The stream of Goliath ran through his system…

“With in!”

“In him!”

“I…”

“I was them now!”

It’s me and I!

I am him…..

Tears bleach my eyes!

Eyes open blinded to the…

Tails from the lies…

Lots of mouths spoken…

At The trials of mine…

I’m not a crime!

It’s just the tears of my own environment…..

“Give me a smothered jazz beat right now!”

To have you intrigued…

To see a eye inside the insanity I speak….

No lies look…

In thee eyes of an abandoned angel…

In thee description of a devil…

known as a wise thing to discribe…

A man…

How the ram made his own cards to deal…

With the skills to switch up the…

Other tyrants mistakes…

Into the millennials fields…

The 30 somethings of middle years…

365 days times 0…

Out of one revolutionary new hero…

No hero…

Just a zero of the…

Shadow’s that hold no value….

The only value to him is the truth…

His people are and will be dieing…

For equal justice…

Having knowledge is only known by who knows…

The!

Knowledge………

All odds are aginst us…

That there will began a sence of transparency…

Between the distinctive morality of evil and kind…

The real good and evil….

God knows the reality of his creations.

Thee hidden true people…

Cotton cloth from messing with chains…

We will always know…

Where the true resources from mother it came from…

Truth behind who they belong to…

Who robbed them…

Now for yester -years ago…

My abstract is a barrier…

For me from others…

That can’t be decoded by the meek…

Only for the true two feet to decode the…

Prophecy!

Am I a prophet or a casualty of my prophecy?

Prophesizing reality…

I ask…

Will all hands that know walk with me…

Tap your feet…

Far east we can meet…

When something true is put to the light…

Some call it negativity…

The rejection of the truth….

Aerial View Of A Touch

Lining up with… The print… Rubbing till red…  Through cold nights… Air conditioning… Over some cool breeze….

Excited!!

 

The pair of… Arousing attention… Attitudes… Loud conversations… Disagreements get resolved…

 

Flick the… Light switch… Till you come on…

 

The pipe list… On site… Needs a dirty needy cleaning…

All night!!

 

 

Ya..

 

Upside-down down… Like a vampire sleeps… The other down is under splits…. There is no sleeping….

Round!

Here!

 

 

When ice touches… To close to the circumference… Becomes Nibble currency to… Rippling through…. The bloodstream…

 

Steam off goose bumps… On halloween lips… Sucking the attention… Off of what newborn babies replenish selves…

With….

 

Big strong bones… Mussels… With a partner… Starts the mumbling…

Just don’t bite…..

 

 

Lick!

 

Don’t hide…….

 

Look…

Pretty peeled…

Eyes….

Back…

Reverses…

This pleasure….

Like powder…

The snow….

White blast….

Blast!

 

 

Influenced the pearl to…..

Hatch open…

For…..Play…    Time….

 

 

Till its temperature is ready to connect…

One of the greatest features if I may…

Indeed!

 

You peek a boo with no support behind the cotton shirt…

To…

Tease…

 

Knowledge summoned that need for cooperation…

That ran off with the scene like a theif…

 

 

Pic…

Slipped in through  a lovers cell phone…

That….

“Come home and get it!”

“It’s all yours!”

 

 

Or just plain ole

filthy touching

at night after

the lights dim…..

 

Tongue moves

to counter a

clock wise

showers

the low

end

petri dish

In the studies

of a

movement

till the covers

notice you under……….

 

Light

movement…….

 

Touch them

vibrant

symmetrical

no price is right

when right is

what is

on the left of you

from a aerial view……….

 

 

 

 

 

Thee Felony Life

It ain’t easy…..

No breezy…

Please…

Some hide there shame….

Hard to maintain…

Needing maintenence…

In the center of his brain………

 

Some feel they just don’t have a reason….

A purpose…

Just to focus…

On the necessities…

To live for….

 

When backs are turned…

By folks!

With some nerve!

In a society where…

Damn…

Police are even eying me…

Trying to be…

What a changed man

Is supposed to be…

Sometimes it feel bad when…

Knowing know one’s there…

For me…

There for he is…

 

Ostracized by no’s or nay’s…

All a Like minds…

In the body…

Abandoned hourly…

This is my bed…

I keep it clean to lay silent in it…

Father…

They acted like he…

I…

Would never matter…

Fuck it…

Nevermind…

 

I move on like I’m never there…

Judged by never cares…

Don’t noooooo!

Good women want to be around…

A grown man on…

Welfare…

Still not even supporting my…

Well….

Fare….

 

I don’t want to be here…

Why would…

It sucks wood…

Not having much to get by…

No resources…

Faces turn up…

I call…

Tuck your chains…

Clutch your purse tight

Where is some kindness…

 

Eye this…

From the eyes of…

Me…

With your own…

Compassionate being…

Like a true human mind…

Like a sence of sleeping…

If your tired…

 

Fire at me with good intentions…

Acknowledge the mans tryings…

Atleast…

How genuine…

Kind…

Respectably loyal…

 

Give me no decline…

Fine…

I don’t need your beee….

Hind…

 

“Or your fake…”

“Keep tryings!”

 

 

 

 

Some of us want to be excepted…

Cared for…

Loved…

On tour…

Without…

Deep sadness…

No show and tell…

The under lip has scares…

Fist to his side…

Balled up…

Not grasping onto…

The bad hand of cards…

Delt…

Dealing with…

PTSD…

Depression…

Chilling psychosis…

Can you see the pain…

Digging my salty tears out…

Death in the mannerism….

Glad to hear when…

You think the job is calling you back…

“Given it sometime….”

Fuck it…

They’ll call me back…

Interview after interview…

I may as well start robbing…

Work skills limited…

Less than…

Minimum wages…

Is violence on your bills…

Aint doing shit…

Aggrivated…

Adjatated…

It just makes…

It easy going to…

Just end up back in…

The cage again…

The vital list of…

A convicts outside prison…

Never ending…

 

 

 

1. can’t get good money

2. can’t get a date

3. poor social skills

4. Now short fused

5. looked down like I’m of no value.

 

 

 

 

“Makes you think…”

“Right…”

 

 

Why live outside the gate?

When the only family you have…

Is in there…

Respect…

Is in the penitentiary…

Inside is home to most…

After desperately trying to fit in…

With the green grass….

A good glass of water….

I don’t even know why…

I wrote this…

Nobody will even care…

To under notice…

Us…

Me…

Them…

Most things important to people..

Are things I can barely work…

Thinks I don’t even understand…

Holding a conviction….

Under the etc etc of my tounge…

Over top of a razor blade…

Not saying all are going through this…

Im just speaking on my experience…

Perceived…

Deleted…

 

I Wish Apon A Shining Scar…..

 

Over your scars

I rub my index finger

across.

 

I know thee.

 

Kilo of insecurities.

 

I’m her for you and me.

 

Placed her so high

that I

can see.

 

The beautiful work

of make.

 

Is that scar across

your facual.

 

Please!

 

Don’t hide what

you should embrace.

 

Your face

from no mistakes.

 

Thee abrasions on

your body.

 

Excites

me.

 

A short tale told

to my eyes

or the acassional.

 

“It’s a long story.”

 

It’s ok with me if

it’s ok with you.

 

A  skirt with cuts.

 

With wrist that

whispered.

 

“can anybody

see me?”

 

“Will anyone

listen?”

 

My ears are not

missing.

 

So I miss you when

you miss Read me.

 

Scars from harsh

pastence.

 

I have

patience for.

 

I adore you.

 

Stubbed those toes

lacerations

on tip toes.

 

Pink toes are

to the max my

most.

 

Chocolate Sundays

make my banana split.

 

Then spit

seeds with know

damages.

 

These images can.

 

Only

suit a real troop.

 

A real man can

only be.

 

Thankful

for you to stapling

your.

 

War wounds.

 

To my sweet toothed.

 

So suckle the roof of.

 

Your played blues to

slow Jazz music.

 

Plus

sad news.

 

Telling this

make up.

 

I need you to

cover my face up.

 

Chin up to hold

your face up.

 

High!

 

We don’t have

to make up.

 

Or need it

to make up lies.

 

Both of ours

were meant for

me.

 

You were

for no other guy.

 

He would get picky.

 

Call you a 1 or 2.

 

Your my 10 yes

you.

 

That other guy

high maintenanced.

 

Shallow water.

 

Or horrified to.

 

That guy is

a child.

 

I love to live for

your smile.

 

The deep cut above

the your eye brow.

 

Hugs.

 

Me.

 

 

It is a slogan that says

to me.

 

Only for the man I

be.

 

If you cry I’ll

wipe your eyes

with my sleeve.

 

Or vice versa.

 

My burst of joy.

 

When I place my

home.

 

On the back

of your spine.

 

From.

 

That fatal operation

that you almost died.

 

From.

 

I’m here!

 

I’m there!

 

I’m everywhere!

 

Surrounding

Everything with

My ties to you.

 

Are my strings

to tight?

 

For you?

 

Your front

my hands

picking you

up

out of

your wheelchair.

 

Even a story

that projects

insecurities

there.

 

I’m here

to change you.

 

bathe you.

 

Whatever else

I can do.

 

To see your mind

smile for my camera

eyes.

 

Lenses wide.

 

On Someone

I wish for.

 

Let me kiss

your scars.

 

Good night………….

Arsonist In The Heart

Early

birds humming…

 

Taste testing

the subject…….

 

I’ll waste

nothing……

 

I wanted something….

 

Crushing my

crush and something…..

 

Stepped on

shower glass

in a hour glass…..

 

I grasped time

in the morning

 

Somewhere at 5

between your thighs…..

 

lies A gem

for the gemologist…..

 

High maintenance

posture dangerous…….

 

Yelp my name out

in increments…….

 

Escrow accounts broken

into…….

 

Robbed…

 

Pulled out

she payed for it……..

 

Played her little

games…..

 

With it……..

 

I’m ashamed to

admit……..

 

That it was dangerous

tampering with……..

 

A sorceress of taboo…..

 

Feeding you my

aphrodisiac……..

 

To ache your

arched back………..

 

Eyes bright like……

 

A moth when……..

 

A gravitational pull

up to the lights……….

 

When there

switched on…………..

 

She was warned……..

 

Infinite sun

heats the room up…….

 

Through windows

so  passionate…………

 

heard froms…………

 

The pillow grabbing

she formed her

own languages………

 

Casting them out

like…………

 

The 12 pillars of judah……

 

I’m the general

supreme ruler of

Her medulla………….

 

Oblongata………………

 

I took control

like I gotta……………

 

Of her………..

 

In and out

like a robber……………

 

yatta

yatta

yatta

 

Shit talks……….

 

So bullshit

walks over…….

 

Out of

the doors………

 

Can make things

interisting……..

 

Now

intricate………….

 

Entangled up

intentionally…………

 

Ambitiously

I make my

Stamp on that

dope……………………

 

Sorry………

 

That was

a bag of

heroin

quote…………..

 

The 2020

ball dropped years

ago……………….

 

Splattering

paint all over………………

 

Me……………

 

Over………………

 

I can’t think………..

 

Feeling like I’m

laying in a sink………..

 

Filled up with

warm water…………………

 

Sugar…………….

 

Round two is

getting set up

in order……………….

 

For this mornings

northern lights……………..

 

My power

to take over

the fire…………………..

 

In your desire

to want no other…………..

 

Me………….

 

Forever more

is my title……………

 

I’m a heavenly

heavy weight

Champion………….

 

Athenas baby boy……………..

 

Osirises protégé……….

 

It is protocol

that I kill it………………

 

Over

and over

and again…………….

 

Till your balance

is over…………

 

yatta

yatta

yatta

 

I couldn’t even

understand

the words………..

 

From your movie

plot………….

 

Thee finallys

climax……………..

 

I treated you like

a client………………..

 

Hold on one

sec……………….

 

My stimulated pieces

are on thee other line……………..

 

Excuse me caller…………

 

I absolutely gotta take your

call another

time…………………..

 

Call out to me…………..

 

Reaching for your

lovers rhythm……………..

 

The rhyming of this…………..

 

Good light of mind…………

 

I’m going to let

it shine across your

facial expression…………..

 

All

week……………………

 

Smile dandy flow

in your heart…………….

 

Beattttttt…………….

 

Now sheets look

like a bad start to finishing

them…………..

 

I don’t know why though…………..

 

I’m hungry as fuck?

 

 

 

 

Exercising Opportunities

Forhead

Contagious…………

 

 

Sliding

Down

Like

A

Play

Ground……….

 

 

Held in

Individual

Pockets

Like a

Tackle box…………..

 

 

Stuck on

You like

Some opium

gum………………..

 

 

Chewing me

up…………..

 

 

Down

Drowning

Please Don’t

Come up

It would

Be like

No fun……………..

 

 

Neck

Ears

Are cold

lips stuck

To a

Dimond cut

Eyes beam

A set

Of high beams

Through

The thug……………..

 

 

 

That’s troubled

In a world

Were

I can’t

keep you……….

 

 

Firm

Like

Pussy willows

Hot swaying………

 

 

I reached from

Behind

Over her shoulder

To flick

Soft skin

Upper bump

Like a

Light switch

Turning

On……………….

 

 

 

Paper plate tags

On my new car

I was pulled over

Frisked

By a frisky

Eyed

Scented

Sweet

Brown sugar

Of my dreams…………

 

 

 

Was it a dream

Of someone

I wanted to

Cuff thoroughly

From behind…………..

 

 

Wanting

This

Sort of

Surprise……….

 

 

 

So I

Can sleep

In a heavenly

Peace

Fine

Sweeping off

Wet parts

Off my T shirt………….

 

 

Leaned up

To roll my

Eyes like

I said something

You would dislike…………

 

 

Once again

Peace is with in

My hard time

Till its over…………..

 

 

So go slower

I’ll wait at the

Door……………

 

 

Till you tell me to come in…………