Ya Ya yaaa… I’m waiting…

21 years ago…

The doctors said I’d be dead within months…

12 years ago…

The doctors said you’ve got…

I think it was 3months…

2 weeks ago these doctors told me…

And I cut her off in her words…

“Don’t tell me what I’ve heard for decades.”

“I’ve been ready for my death date!”

Without this dream…

“Bring it on!”

Bring it on…

I’ve atone for some sins…

I could have die years ago so today I go…

The other ones I can’t let go…

“Let go…”

Doctors, needles, mental health episodes that breach…

Right past the thresholds of my fire…

Smoke so deep I can’t breath till these demons are out of me…

I’m outty five thousand…

Whenever the horns blow for me…

The final call…

All praises due…

Evil is past due…

So I laugh through my own silent clashes…

I waiting…

Bring it on to the door…

I told him years ago that…

I promised the man above when I was sitting in that cell box…

That…

I’ll never ever pick up a gun unless I really really got to…

Pop goes these weasels…

I saw there heads go pop…

I wish I could pull the nails off my aging stigmata…

Fine Devine wine spill on my forehead…

I felt free for a moment…

Till I wulk up in a coffin, coffing out my trials and my tenction…

From the heat burning my souls absences…

So tacky…

To death I say…

Spare me the teasing and bull…

Just read my lips…

Bring it on!

No Anesthesia

A crisis…

Terrorism…

That seriously needs…

To be abolished…

Acknowledged…

Not private…

 

 

This grease fire of evil intent…

Needs to be….

Fanned….

Flames more…

Attention and exposure…

 

It could be your…

Mother….

Sister…..

Aunt….

Grandma…..

Cousin…

Damn….

Why…………….

 

FUCK THAT!!!

Consequences should be!

Death!

 

 

Castrated without anesthetics!!

 

Fucking scabs!

That need to be pulled!

Offed!

 

BITCH!!

Bleed to death!

 

 

 

I’m sorry…

I can’t rest knowing….

That…

Out there…

Somewhere…

A girl or women…

Is being brutally raped…

Tookin………

 

 

Touched and molested…

 

 

NO!!

Let’s not hide this shit!!

Let’s ride for this shit!!

Fucking riot!

This is war declared!

These!

Creatures!

Carbon copy men!

You just as can’t be a father!

You were born!

How can you do this to a mother!!

 

 

 

I rather kill him!

And him and him……..

 

Smiling…

As I rot in a prison…

For a murder conviction…

If I could take ten men out!

With my bare hands!

In one day!

That’s ten less preditors on the streets!

Check your head count sheets!

 

 

What about her tears…

What about God’s gift…

What about those children…

What about there fears..

How the fuck can you live!

 

 

Let’s talk about it…..

Let’s walk about it….

March in peace…

With fire on our feet…

Yell in the damn streets!

about it………..

 

Fuck is you talkin bout!!

 

 

Riot!

Get violent!

For justice for the brutal violence!

From the suspect number…

187…

 

The real issue stay…

Set aside to decay….

More bodies…

Everyday….

Thats is swept away…

Dust………

 

 

 

Tell your daughters!

Every second….

You love them…

 

 

 

WATCH THE AUTHORITIES DO NOTHING!!

WATCH A BY STANDER OR WITNESSES DO NOTHING!

HER BEAUTIFUL COTTON TORN UP ON A SUNDAY!

 

 

Nothing……………

 

 

 

The rapist….

A preditor…

A theif…

A manipulator…

Weakness is what they seek!

 

 

It gets worst…

People whisper…

Saying things…

Whore……..

 

AND YOU ARE THE VICTIM!

 

While it only takes seconds…

For a group of demons to!

Hold her…

Down…….

 

Shot her consent…

Psychological…

Oven mits…..

 

Β Innocence…

Demolished…..

 

 

Screaming for help…

Attire ripped up…

Finger printed….

 

 

Even if she lives….

She would probably take her…

Own life…

If…….

 

Or!

Say enough is enough!

Becoming a soldier!

In this fucked up world war……..

 

 

 

 

Death by firing squad!

To the dick and balls!

Pause……

 

 

 

This is dedicated to T. B.

And all the victims and case dismissals…

Your voices will not go unheard!

Your all in my prayers!

I love you alllll!!

Stay strong!

 

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!

Poppy Seeds Onto Bone Gristle…

Dealing death symbols…

Never delightful to be the victim…

Fleeing took flight…

Alien car light bright…

Loud over the bull horn…

Money lag bufforing…

32 shells loaded into a tec 9…

By a child high…

One eye out for one eye…

The third eye was killed in battle…

Picked the body up rattled…

Riddled…

Shaking and tattered…

Screaming…

 

“GOD WHY!?”

“WHY LORD!?”

 

Okinawa Okinawa

Flash typhoon warning…

On this on going war report…

They asked us to cease fire…

“I ain’t dieing!”

 

We going to fight from up top to the floors.

Bottom…

If we go to prison or jail…

We going to fight even more…

Problems…

 

Odd ball like a Starlet Glanza car in the U.S…

Protesting sympathizers for us…

Off colors don’t even no what for…

I know crazy…

Can hit the door…

 

Situations can go bad…

Like a intricate Tec jammed…

Nine times in the first bracket…

You died to come back…

 

Well established bear cat tanks armored…

Riding through your front door…

Over the living room set…

Karma…

 

Those who they televise as neighborhood rebels…

Open fired back with higher caliber weapons…

The talent show began where it ended…

 

The biggest gang in the Un-united states are the…

Boys in blue…

An I ain’t talking about no Crips Cuz…

I’ll leave it for you…

Turning faces to dust…

 

This is mine…

That is yours…

There is power in numbers…

Stop the revenge on each other…

The man of color…

Isn’t yours…

Were made of rubber…

For hundreds of years…

We’ve endure…

Electric elected currents…

 

Your house guests are…

Friends…

Family…

My house guests are…

Original Gangstaz…

With 3 violent felonies…

Or more…

We are not our war…

the neighborhood is now indicted

Raining…

10 o clock

or

11 something

Shots at me

Broken sound burrier

Not one shot hit me

Two men

Black hoodie’s

Long fullys

Shot after shot

I was ready to

I was ready to

I was ready to

DIE!

 

 

 

 

Neighborhood

Shot back

For there

Brother

Rubber grips

Tapes round the butts

Of the toasters

Roasting dark marsh mellows

Caught by the fly traps

Voodoo family blood

New Orleans

Louisiana state

1923

Blood

Lost to much blood

Over 100 shots

Burning whisky

Through glass windows

Door panels

Apartment buildings

While I laughed

Toe tagged the rocks

Body bag the parking

lot

We ready for anything

Be ready for anything

On my block

Or

Your block

 

 

23 N 04………………

 

 

 

Calm Down… It’s Not That Bad!😊😊😊

“Hey guys and gales! Let’s get positive!πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜Šβ€β€β€β€β€πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘”

 

I proposed to life…

It shot me down…

Never knocked off the throne…

I did break my crown…

Dog and pony act…

On mass genocide…

You don’t have to see…

To read between the lines…

Visitors that came to a country…

That was not there’s…

Telling people from other countries…

It’s not there’s…

Hot coals thrown down napalm stairs…

All people can do is watch And stare…

At hatred…

Over what?

When the truth is…

Everybody’s wrong…

The children have to move on…

Watching wars spread…

There are families…

that can’t even Aford a loaf of bread…

Tell them to smile…

Tell them to be happy…

Tell them to have faith and hope…

Then watch those evil stairs…

“I don’t even blame yall…”

 

I personally No people that are past 40…

Who never had a job…

Still pays there bills…

Still rased the kids…

How the fuck do you expect us to live!

They reply…

“sorry… Just keep trying and have a good day😊… Smiling face!!”

Fuck out of here!

 

let’s see you smile…

If that bloody latex glove was on your hands……..

happy happy happy!

Kill ya self!

And That’s When You Knew….

I’ve had to bleed once or 20 times in my life…

Blead so much that I thought It was normal in life…

Sleepless in hollow stages I’ve walked over…

When they bragged about what they bought with there money…

I was learning how to be a carnivore till my life was over…

Oiling Triggers…

The tiller digging, flipping turning over my life broken open stitches…

New years eve shot guns to bigger ones damn near blew his hat off…

Brands of top quality popping out of sewers on ground hogs day…

Lives on there corner were over…

Taking up the burden of more enimies…

They realised that they couldn’t murder me…

Over the many eyes that cleaned dishes for me..

It’s over…

If you ever mentioned me…

Over!

Native Of My Land

You can’t go where I go! Mortar rounds and broken toes. Light machine guns stashed in boarded homes.

Deadly forever from small pistols to guns taller then a toddler. Robbery victoms to soul sucking ruthless women.

Trained gorillas beheading sandwich bags. To hit every dope fiend in sight hoping narcotics officers don’t dance.

We dance the dance of the living trying to live. Outsiders looking inΒ  forget we have families that we have to feed that depend.

We may feed them from sin cause there is no way out… Unless you are the person with the most cocain in the drought…

They wild on the other side just like us. So many shoot outs from 11years old to 25 plus…

All the real men, elderly, kids and women respect me like king tut. I’m not no king rage and fate…

Rain with a combination of the murders and tactical feelings. Under liberty with no justice for us that does spit on minorities by the millions…

Minorities! Yet we were all here before them. Undisputed champion of the City’s limit.

Till I sit on deathrow like my unckle and my cousins. I’m going to have thug in my blood with brain damage till death cuts in…

But I’m not ready just yet!

 

Limbo

(My verry first post)

 

Times are hard…

The only thing that keeps me going is warm blood and cold steel.

My life is complicated!

My days are darker than a solar eclipse slowly covering the moon of my life.

Until darkness…

I drink to get sleep!

I drink to forget!

Drugs now just ware off quick!

Time is suspended…

Lord forgive me for I have sinned to survive!

I will never have any regrets!

Slow me down with physical pain.

My tears will stain the concrete like blood in a dim lit hallways…

Blood stain on the sofa cushions!

Blood stains almost everywhere that there was a short story!

A battle!

I will never forget those days of war for peace.

To only loose peace of mind through my eyes!

Violence soaked in gasoline…

I find the defendant guilty of being misguided, savage and blind…

I received the chair!

Love me or kill me!

I have wounds that will never heal…

The world to me is one giant grave yard!

Me six feet deep…

Day by day…

SAVE ME!

I’m only what America made me…

I still live by faith holding my crucifix tightly in my hand…

With a stone grip!

Money still grows from hell’s tree leaves.

Hands that have roads on palms…

Hard like prison doors.

Autographed by powder burns from last night…

Sincerely time will tell!

This city is soulless undergone reruns that won’t end!

The days are interminable…

I watch a show of purgatory up to its highest volume!

Kill or be killed!

Another black male enslaved by his own funeral service…

People acting like they care with there crocodile tears…

falling to the grass…

Ashes to ashes…

Dust to dust…

How many of us will go next?

Forget justice!

Justice is just us…

Genocide from people in blue uniforms!

Am I dying or am I dead?

I can’t tell anymore…

I can’t dwell anymore…

My pain and suffering…

Just kill me already!

She loves me…

She loves me not…

She loves me…

She loves me not…

Then she pulled the trigger…

Aiming at my own heart!

Shooting me down!

Fuck it all!

Laugh out loud!

In their eyes…

we are a joke to them…

Examples will be made in this soulless parade…

SPEECHLESS!!!