The U.S. Zoo

“Artwork done by me.”

 

 

 

Mistreated!

How can you!

Even call yourself!

A God fearing!

Dropping kids!

In!

Private prisons!

 

Killing fields!

 Domestic terrorism!

The people in power!

Ignore symptoms!

Throwing focus off!

Those beautiful!

 Hard working!

Human beings!

 

Crossing over!

The border!

 

They have no say so

Over there

Own kids crying!

 

Dieing!!

DIEING!!!!!!!!

DIEING!!!!!!!!

 

Having!

No say so!

From hundreds!

Of miles!

Away from!

 

 

I want to cry!

Sometimes!

If it were all the time!

 

 

I want to!

Seriously!

Adopt!

Every last child!

Torn apart!

From there families!

Bring those families!

Up higher!

Reunite them one by one!

With!

There!

Mom’s and dads!

If I could rob!

The government!

For a billion dollars!

They would  all!

Have free housing!

Health care!

From the harsh!

Brutality!

Violence!

Turn my self in!

To authorities!

Just to give them all!

A better running starting!

For the chance to smile!

 

 

No more badges!

Or round ups!

Like wild animals!

Torn apart from!

labeling!

Crying for freedom!

Seeking asylum!

For every childs!

Grand future!

 

 

 

Envisioning!

Violence!

When they dream!

Problems!!

They see!

 

 

These are not!

Sick dogs!

Or!

“Look at the flowers!”

Till blood falls! 

 

 

They will never be!

 

Treated!

 Unfairly! 

Inhuman element!

By sick disturbing!

Badges!

Handed over from!

Racist!

Politicians!

 

“Let those kids speak!”

Stop covering!

There mouths!

If you notice!

There Families never!

Get the chance!

To be heard!

By a reporter!

Riddle me that!

God!

I hate being a American!

 

POVERTY!

WAR!

THE STRUGGLING!

THEY ONLY SHOW!

THE ATTRACTION FOR TORRISTS!

FUCK FACTS!

FUCK STATISTICS!

YOU WELL NEVER FEEL OUR STRUGGLES!

TILL YOU COME HOME WITH US!

VISIT……….

💯💯💯💯✊✊✊✊

 

 

Rocka-bye bye-baby

I make words like…

Go get whoever…

Click together…

 

I’m passionate about my…

Name…

 

It can’t be broken…

As I made my way…

Down grey boulevards…

Bullets slim mankind fast…

Into bulimia…

 

Studios set for death…

Giving a reference to…

Embalming fluid…

 

You can do it…

We shall overcome stupidity…

Murder by pain addiction…

 

Picture this…

You cant…

 

Before Im killed…

I’ll  already be dead…

Gone…

 

Calcium will feed the ground…

Politically wrong…

Pestilence in a smile…

Petroleum heats the sounds…

Of more broken home…

 

Broken in homes…

Give me food or die…

 

Crunch time died…

Drugs dried…

Held hostage by…

Border patrol…

Ports of entry…

Let my people go…

 

A new hustle is born…

Majority of our…

Only ways…

Of meeting ends to ends….

 

Court rooms backed up…

Public housing courts…

Backed up…

Officers saying…

 

“We need back up!”

 

I chuckle up a knee slapper…

Fuck em…

 

Prisons…

Cells…

Sell…

3 men per cell…

How come…

Set sail…

All abort…

No more reproducing…

Sold off…

Sold out…

Hearts apart…

Splitting up…

Our families…

 

“The declaration of independents…”

600th Post 6 Million Faces

Dead Man Walking

The last

will be last

Ask for action

You’ll get my laughs

I’ll get pass

Adjustments

From the past

Judgements

They say

The first shall be last

Or some shit like that

Cutting mirrors in half

With a sharp punch

Field slice or a battle axe

Let the race begin

This time

With me in it

Still sinning

Still equivalent to

A start

That has already finished

I ran in circles around the

So called competition

You can now see my ass

Twice

I’ve had a nice flight

Peace✌

 

 

 

 

To Worn Out To Dine

Bakery fresh

First sight love

Stuck to me like lacquer

Never lack there of

passion

Crescent roll

I made homemade

Dough

Flat before naked

Relations

Tight like two best friends

Sense 1989

Robbed blind by

Not making sense to why

How high can one taste get

Pollution starting in the sky

By smoke stacks

High enough to

Listen to the dwarf planet

Of Pluto’s accent

Accidental connection

Reflections

Of slow reactions

I Couldn’t act quick enough

To say how I felt

I choked up like

I was being strangled by Orions Belt

You can not move a

Non-rolling Stonehenge

Earth tone spirit

Gimme gimme gimme

I kept my mouth shut

Like

One of my murder investigations

I hated that I was the center of attention

Yet

I had a attentive vision

On what had sparked brain cells

To wear breeches

Waved horse ride

Cold chilling

More ribbons

In the sky

The next bridezilla

Thinking to far

Her eyes were like

Badazzling stars

Smelling like

The look of a rainbow

Gaurding my feelings like Nato

Trying to untangle

The head phones cords

On my tongue

To talk

Tongue tied

Twisted

Then

She said the first word

Shy ass me

I was stone stiffend

80s

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

 

When I was younger. I sold my soul for a can of beans. I was given something different.

Edible…

Yet, filling…

Is winning equal to a good feelings… I’m still healing… The shark tank cracked open… Exposing my true fealings…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

Brain scrambled… In this everyday battle… I want what you got… I must be patient to have it… Lost marbles! Camouflaged in smiles!

Then pow!

Right in the kisser!

 

“First and foremost…”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

I’ve created my own lane… Burning hands on hot stoves… Lit cigarettes put out on my legs… When a ten year old…

Me…

Getting older…

Loading Ivory in to weak soldiers… I let them all have it… I’m still dead from… Thee somethings so tragic…

Poof…

No prof…

I learned magic… Banned from heaven… Kain in leather…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

Six in the morning… Your oil refinery is mine indeed… If you want it back… Go get some heat… Then take it back from me… Flames scorching those rats…

Pack sun screen…

If you send someone back…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

Far from a saint… Far from patriotism… Blood is my brother… Don’t fuck with my sistas… You would rather catch syphilis… Then to pull up on this death penalty system… Snakes that don’t hiss…

I bite…

I don’t break…

This ain’t my country… This was a bad mistake… Creative speach… Is to listen then speak… Egg shells I will never creep… Shell casing I will leave…

 

“First and foremost..”

“Free El Chapo!”

 

American secret……….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love Thy Prisoners

Morbit

Moss grows on my tears

Orbiting

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

I’ll

let you live

He missed

I didn’t

The target

Daminished

In front of a crowd of

Witnesses

 

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

Plus

My love and loyalty

Said bad things about my mother

Over and over I believe

Well the jury should have called me

“Shaggy”

Cause I told them

“It wasn’t me”

 

 

 

 

Regarding

My reflection

judged

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

Sinning

Sincerity

 

 

 

Ain’t No Turning Back

“I absolutely hate my self more than usual for this post. This is just to damn cliché for me, but fuck it. Here I go!”

 

 

“My Celibacy…”

I’m going to tell it like I feel I should.

Reminding you that this ain’t about tying to convert others.

This is strictly about me.

 

“My Celibacy…”

November 14th 2014

This was when I finally started my path.

A verry though one!😭

 

(“I’m a strait up freak if she’s mine!”

“Can’t give my inner freak to anyone now!”

“Real talk!”)

 

My celibate decisions anniversary…

November 14th 2014….

 

 

“My Celibacy…”

Look…

It’s hard…

(“That☝ didn’t sound rite but yall get the point…….”)

 

Think of all the bad weeds that you can pull out…

 

“For example…”

 

(If someone really cares…

There intentions are good…

They will stick around…)

 

(If there just out for one thing or two…

From you…

They won’t stick around for long…

Lacking self control…)

 

“Your really going to find out who he or she is really around you for!”

Trust me…

It ain’t true love…

 

 

“My Celibacy…”

I really don’t give a shit.

What other people do.

As long as there honest and respectful….

I’m not judging…

If your just there to……

“Hit it and quit it…

Male or Female…

or whatever…

Be real enough to let your partner no.

That all you want to do is be friends with benefits…

Or find a dating app that is just for sex buddy’s…

That’s cool…

No harm done…

 

 

“My Celibacy…”

I’m in my mid 30s…

All though I crave some affection amongst other things😉…

 

“Yes, men crave affection to!”

 

I chose to be by myself till the day I die…

Basically a monk with with benefits…

I benefits from just sitting back, learning and helping…

 

Sence I tend to be the damn go to guy!

In my hood for relationship advice and other advice to…

 

(“Stop fucking asking me if I think she’s cheating on you!  When all you do is cheat on her! Dummy!”)

 

Point is that…

I can love and care for someone like the next human…

How ever, I’m completely numb to relationships.

People don’t want relationship.

That last into something great no more.

Where I come from.

Relationships are like being business partners, and  meaninglessness verbal punching bags etc etc.

You know these stories so I’ll leave it at that…

No violin for this guy………

 

“My Celibacy…”

I won’t say I’m tired of looking or finding the one…

I’m absolutely done…

 

“This is my decision…”

“And mine only…”

 

I thirst for knowledge both in self and other things as well.

I got children in my community!

That don’t even have the right shoe that matches the left one…

Fuck all the other shit…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Woes And Cons

Set me on fire like a witch…

A wicked worlock on the Avenue…

Uncomfortable with my attitudes…

Long list of 10 commandments…

Brass balls drop like water falls…

Stalling when I see land…

Moving when I see randoms…

Random capabilities of electricity…

From my palms to your teeth…

Then time shifts into history……………

 

 

 

 

The historic center of…

Cursed family members…

I’m one who…

Let the cremation dust slip through…

My may 12th…

This is far from April fools…

Still peace is sitting in a rocking chair…

In the corner by the shot gun in my…

Late grandma’s room…

 

 

 

 

She sewn the heat in ever cold quilt…

Quilting, Quility filled solstices…

We never went hungry…

 

 

 

 

She would tell me about the times…

The whites called them porch monkeys…

My grand after father would say go…

Get yall asses in the house…

They are comming back with guns…

 

 

 

 

Time sped up and we found out…

Grandma and grandpa were still fugitives…

From that very day…

He was in the war serving his country…

To come home to this shit…

The good old family curse didn’t stop there………………

Im dismissing it……….

 

Sore Feet

I herd that…

Presentation is everything…

My presentation is everything…

My presentation was you…

 

Bringing facts to my…

Beyond what I need…

I thumb brushed…

The tears from your sunflower…

 

You almost grew tired of waiting…

Waiting for me…

Through prison doors…

The first face I saw…

 

Wasn’t yours…

I wasn’t unhappy…

I got home you where gone…

The neibors said you packed up…

 

Left last week…

I understand you have needs…

It would be selfish for me…

To try to get intouch with you…

 

Oh I tried to be strong…

My brothers gave me money…

Welcomed me home…

I was smirking…

 

Trying to form a smile…

Hurting so bad burn victim…

I bought a fifth of brown liquor…

Told my brothers I’m leaving…

 

I just walked from west…

To east…

Like ta hell with a open container charge…

I just came from behind bars…

 

I’m not proud of my scares…

I’m not proud I was lost…

You hurt me badly…

I pathetically wanted to die off…

 

Walking in the street…

Infront of moving cars…

I picked a ragity vaccent apartment…

Sat outback…

 

So drunken…

So cold…

Inserted a fully mag of tears…

Unloaded them down my face…

 

Crying in the rain…

Like a starving child…

Wishing food was there…

I sat in tears…

 

Thats how paper tears…………..

D+

My sincerest stands on a try pod…

I have no feelings towards the blues…

If your afraid to die…

Then it should be easy for your to…

Take a life…

 

I’m a terrific sinner…

I’m terrible sinner…

Who isn’t…

Still judged like I give a fuck…

Like! I! give! a! fuck!

 

My life is forever stamped..

Sealed…

Delivered to the intellect of many as…

A bad deal…

When I’ve protected…

 

Never pawn in my sheild…

Gave my last to make others happy…

I’m only happy when I see…

Kids happy…

I wasn’t a happy kid…

 

So I live through them…

Like if I was happy like them…

My own family left me…

Tured there backs in front of me…

Wondering why I even tryed to reach…

 

(Fuck the police…)

 

I wanna be that darkness…

Under the under path of a freeway…

Or bridge…

Not hiding or crying…

Trying to forget the old days…

 

No days off oppression…

No freedom…

Fake search warrents…

For federal house raids…