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…..

Touch Lines

Tooth pick short

Brush painted blood forts

Flood birds

Black crows

Creole I speak to

Gathering the facts

That makes me weak

I break chains from feet

To move on…………

 

Everyone’s lines are

Different

Lane switching in the

Newport

Smoke kills so good

Love died already

Oh how I’m so ugly

Don’t look at my egg cartons

Into my eyes raw thought

Brought heads to meet

Thoroughly forming days

That could put me on

Trial

Any day

Anyway…………..

 

Everyday

I never think

Of

Going away

I have no one left

They took everything…………

 

From thee

All praises due

I calendar mark my

Days till my death

If my debt is payed

My steps are through

Falling in plain view……………

 

 

 

 

Lines of abuse trying to abolish the truth! Of a gun shell casing! Hollow and rain rusted my taste buds! Slain layed holes in temp tags with no title or registration………

In the facile light by what creeps behind me…

Those lights…..

Or double barrel pipes….

 

I’m gonna gun it till the last mag has emptied!

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…”

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

 

 

 

Calenders

The agitated poet…

Non educated…

Non poet…

Raw introverted…

Dont talk to me…

A kid kidnapped…

Ransomed….

No one paid for me…

The mark of the beast…

Marking these corners…

The streets…

All over in repeat…

Same fractured faces…

Occasional buck fiftys…

My little scared angels…

Strung out on sex addiction…

Reminiscing the day…

That she was innocent…

Till one night…

Truamatic experience…

The loss of better words…

To say like…

Hi or hey…

Transitions in to…

I hope you choke…

Then die today…

All I hear are…

 

“I have facts!”

Or…

“These are the facts!”

 

When facts do not mean shit…

If you have not experienced it…

 

 

Big deal…

I do not trust them…

They try to….

Water down what…

We are accustomed…

No miss conceptions…

Breast fed black kids…

The outside the house lessons…

 

 

“1# Never look a cop in the eyes…”

“He or she will automatically think your up to something…”

This is one of the top 10…

Growing up commandments…

Damn shame…

 

 

For money…

We will do enything…

When your have less…

You will do enything…

Living life on heavens escalator stairs…

Planning death…

To escape what’s left…

Apon breath or breathing…

 

 

 

 

 

The First…. Sault Be Last…..

My brass poker face is my mask…

Under that mask is bones…

Face of the reaper…

 

Do I sleep?

Most times no…

Sometimes I just want to…

Feel pain…

Ya know…

 

I feel nothing…

I’m plain…

Prison pose on my DP…

One man 4 horsemen…

Of the apocalypse…

 

I’m ready…

shovels dirt over safty…

Guns with no safty…

I’m about to be a unckle…

Old ways were nothing humble…

 

Embrace the brass heart of my struggles…

I tucked my bread…

When they transferred me in the blue shuttle…

On my way to a new home…

In hell…

 

 

I don’t want to write no more…

I’m just not a writer…

I rather take the pen…

Shove it in a politicians jugular…

 

In these words…

you can tell that I’m vexed…

Lost some distant family members…

To the clutches of murder…

 

I’m so fucked up…

I’m so damn tired…

Of funeral services…

They can’t even afford them…

 

 

Poor them…

Kids being cremated…

The whole fucking cities tainted…

Gone…

Crazy…

Don’t save me…

I don’t want to be……………

 

I’ve been lied to forever…….

 

 

 

 

 

 

From Behind The Gates Into Great Things. Lord Knows I Came A Long Way.

“I was like damn!”

“I got a phone call from one of my brothers in the penitentiary up north.”

“We where talking and out of no where he said….”

 

A yo!

How the fuck are you still alive?

 

“I laughed a little bit. Got ticket off at the same time. I paused for a minute and before I could respond…” The guy behind him next up for the phone said…

 

THAT MF IS A GLADIATOR YO!

That’s why!

 

 

 

From the seed planted…

Into the womb…

A unique seed grew…

A quiet sunflower…

Doomed to…

What he never asked for…

Never knew he’d  take those late beatings…

Hiding till seeked…

From the beast…

Early teenage years he found his feet…

He told his self…

“This is the last!”

“The last time that enyone!”

“Puts there hands on me again!”

 

School fights…

Territorial fights…

Lots of drug money…

Gave me my first conviction…

Death, dark concentrated into a jug…

Released its way up my sleeve…

No one ever ruled over me……

 

☝”I don’t like this I typed.”👆

“So I won’t finish it……”

“Starting over…”

 

 

 

 

I’ve lived!

I’ve Died!

I’ve fought!

I’ve tryed!

 

I won’t be stopped or derailed!

I’m the young king Tut with…

Snakes heads cut up…

Eyes plucked out…

You will not take my life!

If you try…

I’ll take you with me…

Gargling wet concrete…

I spit out a statue of the child I was…

Treated lest than…

Abused physically and Beat on…

That’s why I crave so much love!

Well use to…

Now I’m more expensive then…

The contract on a contract killer…

Man with many names…

Dog tags snatched from hood generals…

How did you think I would grow up?

When mom said…

“You got to leave he doesn’t want you here.”

Held tears in on that cold porch…

Drop one tear then kept it moving…

Long story I refused it…

Drugs I often abused them…

Money…

I made alot…

Till I got hot like Tater tots…

Double back with fire…

Hopped out on foot shooting targets…

I became a gladiator…

The streets were my parents…

I’m now proud to say…

Those days…

Over…

 

 

 

 

 

Make Believe Minds… May Believe It’s Right… “Narcissism”

“Nothing or no one will ever stop me or hold me back from my mind!”

 

 

When I feel love…

I give love…

You can speak love….

If the…

Actions repeated break you…

That’s bleak love…

I use to seek love…

I wanted love…

I don’t need your love…

Or a statement…

I hope I make sense…

If I don’t…

 

Then stop reading please…

You need treatment please…

Pretend that…

That’s how you feed it please…

The understanding of another…

Not understood…

Yet the mind thinks you…

Understand it is…

You don’t understand at all…

 

Getting to no one…

Is getting to no ones…

No one’s really getting to know him…

More hurting…

On top of hurting…

Trying to hold on…

My migraines can’t hold it…

 

Grip is loose…

As the intellectual bull tosses…

Self-centered…

Narcissism…

Understanding that’s not your…

Subconscious speaking…

Words are soppose to be…

Thought then formed you see…

 

I don’t believe in friendship…

Eather your family or…

An associate to me…

That can be a hard subject to see…

If you listen to ones heart…

Instead of what you think is right…

Then you will finnaly see…

Why I trust nobody…

 

“I will never be silenced from my heart to create speach…”

 

That’s not a quote…

That’s something that lives…

Hearing the same things…

You can start to believe that shit…

To be on someone’s good side…

Don’t ever force them…

To open ears…

Around the world…

Listen first if you want it………….

 

I was….

 

 

 

 

Naw I’m just fucking around…

I’m done with this……………….

“Super… Swell… love… Smiling… Cute… Happyness😃😃😃 “

“A dedication”

 

Y’all all want peace right…

In order for there to be true peace in this world.

Is to acknowledge the truth.

Once you ignore or burry the truth.

There will never be peace amongst each other….

 

Every person of color

Every race…

Every real religion

Not the ones plagued with Pediphila…

Cover ups…

 

Scams…

Tax free collection plate money.

Not these false painted over religions.

That were…

Are used to inslave the minds…

 

Taking away our true cultures…

As well as our true real first and last names…

Forming and forcing them into english names…

The ultimate Creating and distortion of the truth…

Killng off our traditionally ethnic heirlooms…

 

Our cultures true ways of life…

Modernization is a disease…

A sickness…

To the point that most kids can’t…

Or refuse to speak there native language…

 

Wedding traditionals…

Etc Etc…

Every tribe…

Every man, women child of color…

Or Native religions

 

Must be seen as a equal…

If your history allows you to see the…

TRUTH…

Of your forcings of the lies to colonise us…

Mentally……..

 

Phisically…

Once you understand the truths…

The real reality of history…

Then there will be peace…

With out long division…

 

“A dedication to blind souls WITHOUT blind eyes…”