Oh No’s

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

Yet,
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
Dues.

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.

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
Myself!

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!
Lol!
Fuck the love you know
If it’s true love you never had.

Life….. Or…… Death…..

Running Truth Never Lies…

“One of my throw backs from 2017”

 

 

Nigger…

Thug…

Violent…

Scammer…

Coon…

Carpet bagger….

Minority…

Cotton picker…

Spook…

Monkey…

You people…

Dirty…

Ghetto trash…

I’ve been called it all! It doesn’t even faze me anymore! Tell me what you no about pain! I’ll show you me and my ancestors scars!

I was young when I paused and heard…

“Run nigger run!”

The color of there faces I’ll never forget…

I was 20 years old when I was beaten…

Run for what? I can’t even run for president…. I can’t even show you I’m better than! Without some folk putting down a man…

Can I speak for a minute…..

Minority….

Those words are what hurt the most… Did you forget that we came her before! Most of y’all on boats….

Oh god….

Let me shut up there! I know y’all don’t want to hear that old sad story…

Narcissist!

Nah…

Nope….

I won’t call you that or blind to the facts….

You can see!

I promise I won’t talk about that case…

I’ll just yell

“about face!”

Speaking to myself in the clear mirror about a raped race….

Just to myself though…

So don’t panic…

Can I get a witness?

What’s up my native American brothers?

What’s up my Muslim sisters?

Racism!

I think it just never existed…

So from me!

It’s just not worth mentioning….

Racism doesn’t exist….

I’m being sarcastic!

What’s up Donald trump?

What’s up communism?

What’s up to all these new prison systems they’re building…

That’s the new section 8…

Rent free…

You understand me?

Oh don’t get me wrong!

They’re building them for us…

I’m just dreaming…

Sleep walking fast to the back of the bus…

In 2017….

What’s up Rosa parks?

What’s up justice?

“What’s up Chris?”

Oooohhh…. Snap!

Justice you do speak!

Can you free all my soldiers! Free all the walls that seem to block the very eyes of the already formed generations of the blind deaf and dumb… The shameless cobras…

Let my people go!

We have suffered enough…

Witness please!

Soon again they will all be on the receiving end…

True with a side of justice is coming!

True justice is not pleased! There will be examples made to all these genocidal thieves…

Conceal your blood line please!

Im being Sarcastic again…

So wake up….

Amen…

R.i.p to all the miss treated, murdered for no reason…

Free all the victims of the broken system…

I love you all!

Peace!

 

.45 caliber

Under cover plain cloths police were on their way to a apartment to serve a warrent for his arrest.

The officers weren’t wearing their police chain link badges outside their shirts as required by their superiors. They didn’t even look like cops.

They drove up to the apartments and hopped out there un-marked vans and cars in loads try to wash their so called dirty laundry.

On the other hand… The supposed suspect herd noises outside so he got up and peaked out of the blinds on the window and he saw a bunch of men with guns.

He tured from the window blinds and said to his lady friend who’s apartment belonged to her “who is all of these motha fuckaz out side?”

The plain clothes officers that were dress like stereotypical thugs with backwards hats and baggy jeans.

Ya…. Not much fashion sense but in there defense it was the year 2000 and this was common.

Anyway….

The plain clothes officers advanced to the apartments door where the suspected target was.

Two minutes later gun fire erupted like a volcanos in Chile. The supposed suspect didn’t know if the men running up to the apartments door where trying to kill or rob or worst to him and his lady friend.

They didn’t at all look like cops! The officers then started exchanging gun fire with the supposed suspect like misinformation.

Bullets ripping back and forth putting holes through the air smacking the glass windows and the walls and doors of this apartment.

Damn!

Did these officers even think?!

There could had been children or animals in this women’s apartment.

But I really don’t think they even cared since they started shooting first. The supposed suspect had his two .45caliber autos squeezing there triggers rapidly like they were his first love.

Two officer were servearly injured. The supposed suspect put his guns down and surrenderd then the officer ran in the apartment and yelled at the lady and the supposed suspect to get on the grown and hand cuffed them both.

The officer then stood over the suspect and shot him 12 times while he lies on the ground in cuffs screaming helplessly.

The suspect was denied medical treatment till hours later….

Then they took him to central booking for processing.

Now! Did I mention that he didn’t know these were officers.

Oh ya! That’s right! There is no self defense law for black people. Your ass is going straight to jail no matter what the situation is.

I ask….

What would you have done in this situation?

How would you have handled it?

Men dressed like goons running up to your house with no badge shown. With regular cars pulling up to your where abouts. Not announcing they’re officers.

How would the situation gone with you?

The Red Life

Ya…

I’ve played for the red team since 14. When the cops came for us. They would bring in small tanks and swat teams.

Lined us up on walls like book shelves. Violation of rights when we were kids. Till we became grown males.

Then we wasn’t having that shit!

The lady’s to…

I ain’t going to lie! They were more ruthless than the dudes.

Shooot! There was no win or lose. Structure and obedience was formed strong while we paid dues.

We crowded up the prison systems like the bad aroma of chitlins. Riots from mistreatment. Watching cell blocks burn like it was tradition.

Escalator moving up the ranks quickly. Till I became top dog in the pound. I guess you could call me a blood hound.

Or maybe a pitbull barking loud sounds. Uncontrollable arts and crafts on side walks and stop signs.

Territory marked up by following Sun Tzu’s guide lines. I guided all minds to be true.

Always have your brother or sisters back marching throughthe streets. Malcolm X by any means.

You can agree or disagree. Fine by me…

My soldiers will steady mob till we ever shall fall under siege by anything. You don’t have to like me at all.

The red team will always be ready to play ball.

 

A STATE IN FLAMES

Inhale…

Exhale…

Inhale…

Exhale…

Inhale…

Exhale…

Tears of joy…
To know that
mother’s second
born. Made it
another day
In the city of
Death…
Destruction…
Fire that
Had surrounded.

The smell of eggs,
toast and Turkey bacon
frying. Trying to
overcome the
loud music booming.
Out the cars…
As they pass by
the filled up apartments.

Nostalgic peaked in
hearing van doors slide
back. Opening fast back broken glass apps. The shell casings
Tapping the concrete.

Listen as my heart
beats faster like, a crack fiend taking his first blast.
Them crack pipe in trash..

I’m alive another day!
To open my eyes.. l made it!
This city of… lmmortal mayhem throughout my Raybands…

I slide on my slide on’s
Like slippers…
Brush my teeth…
It’s cold outside,
so much heat.

I open the front door.
Walk to the corner
store. Get my
morning brew plus
Cheap whiskey like
Drinking out of a
Boot. Dirty…..

I’m a word called bewildered..
By the slow police car
creeping past me trying
To make me a victims.
Drivers stone gaze
eyes watching me.

My every move!
I bop down the
dried bloody graffiti
on the side walk.

It made me think of..
The wild gun fight tragedy
That took place last
Last week. Claiming
yet another casualty..
These streets hold no
Punches..

By the way… his
casket was closed
his family.. close associates.. weeping! Crows above
Stalking…
I walked away from
The dark pit.

Down the block past
Traveling past the
drug spot.

The blind
open air sales and
Customers… Come
On down!
Made sweat cascades
down my cheek.
I don’t want to
catch a cold from a
“AK 47”
botched robberys
takes place in front
of me. I ain’t seen shit!

I said Wazup! up!
To the guys and ladies.
Everybody I dapped up.

Never knowing… Greedy
politicians… Police
brutality is a trending
topic… I hear the old
Heads on the block…
Constantly gossiping…

The lead in our drinking
water… The schools
where our sons and
daughters go…

Closing…
They aren’t giving
Good supporting jobs..
One with decent wages
So how do we survive?

Teenage pregnancy weekly..
Welfare… food stamps
used frequently..
As the day comes to a
end… As well…
I leave my home boy’s
In the alley with a
half a pint of Jack…

I’m taking my ass
Home! I say my peace, dueces and goodbyes. I know
seven out of ten of them
Might not make it past
10 o’clock. I went up the
Stairs to the house.

Took my keys out..
Opened up the front door.
No ones home.
The door locks broken nothing
Stolen.. maybe they broken
Into the wrong house..

Tired I laying on the floor,
I didn’t even get
Upset.
I’m good.

I know that whoever will be.
God is good. The
Lives of other are.
So misunderstood.. Crime in order to survive. I blink my eyes then go I’m asleep drooling!

Inhale…
Exhale…
Inhale…
Exhale…