Big Facts 400

Indictments! now the truth
Comes out.

My name is my

Yet I hid
From my own


No no no!

Investigations are gone!
                        So so long!

Now I can give

Asia pronounced!
“I ja”

Yes, I hate my Name but, what true is real

Can’t be excused.

Nore do I have to
Explain my Damn

It feels good to
Be back

Now let me
Lay back. Take off my
Shoes off.

I apologize
For not being

For a reason!


Little explanations!

Understood only by those
That understand.

To keep my
Out of that iron

No sliding doors
For me. No Damn bars to hold me…

I hope you agree.

If not…..

Go back to the beginning
of me and re-read…

Now I will pay my respects to
Those who ain’t make it to 2021…


L. Turtle

C. James

Patricia b.





H. Rodney


M. Wilson

If I forgot some.
I’m sorry.

Justice will be
For y’alls

Happy “you” years to all!

Oh No’s

I can honestly say that.
I’m seriously indecisive.

when I fully commit to
something or someone.
it can become a crisis.
The hardest critic is myself.
Yes it’s true.

Various mental issues
that plague my view.
Getting Tangled in past unpaid

I’m realising that the same
People who try instilling positivity.
Are Condoning these new ways.
To be offended By people. Who don’t understand there offending you.

Fuck! I’m tired!
Fuck you and ya mama!
I can’t stand humans and there
phony mottos to live by but won’t
Die by what there trying to
Live for.

Falsified explanations.. excuses why not to do this Or say that.
Why not to believe in this or that.
The blind lead the blind mah’ fucka!
Don’t you believe in that.

Just because it sounds like it’s true don’t mean that it’s right.
Like being in a relationship and your partner believes. Every
Thing they single friend says is right.

Bitch Wrong!
I’m so far beyond your
comprehension that.
I already know the shit y’all be on.
Next time I take advice. It will be
from the earth, not a pilgrim.

What lives matter?
Shut the fuck up!
Those white folk had
Me facing 40yrs plus! for defending

Shut up!
Let me finish!
I say this right here!
I “Mr Thomas” solidly, solemnly swear I will never write about
Love and old love affairs.
Till the earth burns on its axis and explodes. from
Global warming ignored.

Atlest I know I wont be the only
Person to burn in a hell. Ain’t no
Self-defense laws for negros.
For the record………
Fuck you all I’m already dead!
Fuck the love you know
If it’s true love you never had.

Life….. Or…… Death…..

Love Thy Prisoners


Moss grows on my tears


I seriously have no fears

When touched

I will kill you

The insaine, sain

Saint In my

Own way

I can go every place that

You can’t

Leaving a path in your

Silent rants

Talk if you feel

It will change how

I feel

I feel nothing

Yet I’m reasonable

See that target over there

If you can shoot that bee

From here

You disrespected me

In front of my peers


let you live

He missed

I didn’t

The target


In front of a crowd of



Lol ,Well, Hypothetically speaking

Just let me be


At sixteen

I bought a Mac 10

A bullet proof vest

Level 13


Remember when so n so

Fucked me over


My love and loyalty

Said bad things about my mother

Over and over I believe

Well the jury should have called me


Cause I told them

“It wasn’t me”






My reflection


I don’t give a fuck

I live to survive

I will permanently shut you up

Although I ain’t proud

Of the shoes I once worn

I dream every night about

Old things that I’ve done

Things that happened in the war

The war in the streets

Not that patriot bullshit

I don’t stick my nose in

Other folks affairs

I don’t believe in calling everyone

Not “Cathilic” or “Christian”

A terrorist

All this shit

When America can

Dropping bombs on

Holy Mosqes, family’s and small children

let me kill someone in self-defense

I’ll get a thousand yes

No damn picket fence

From the judge with no regrets

Called a no good gangster

With no regards for human steps

Fuck the judge

Plus those american ways of political respect

Fuck all the times

I was young and the police beat my ass

Black privileged

With the privelge of being disrespected

I’ll die for what I belive in

Till freedom becomes our true blessing

I don’t give a damn who hates me

I don’t preach hate behind a podium

Let’s lock in behind prison doors

The ones you put us in

I fucking bet you won’t go toe to toe with him

Him is me

Him don’t give a damn if him bleeds or can’t breath

Come get me

I will kill you






What Doesn’t Kill You Only Makes You Retaliate…..

Do it big…

Or don’t do it at all….

low gift…

Small town…

Mind of an ignition bomb…


Instead of…

Doing something I’m good at…

I Retaliate with art focus…

Picked my book up…

Drew colors on white…


Drew someones dead body…

On the pavement…

100 shots through paint cans…

Filled the power in mind…

Rough hands…

The real things in life…

people will never understand…

like if…

A rape was in progress…

You heard it…

Then saw it…

You took your gun out…

Dental flawsed him…

Is that a hero or a killer…

Didn’t matter because he…

Still got life in prison…

In to the rail road…

Out of the tunnel…

Magizine ejected…

Slipped in another…

I just pick my pen up…

To Retaliate…

Graphite stabbs the…

Middle finger…

Bleeding all over paper as…

A genuine peace of art…