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Friday, August 21, 2009

no care to spare

I'm sorry my dear but I have no care to spare/I reach inside my pocket but there is no care there/go to forest of feeling and find a care bear/maybe care can be found in the forest over there/maybe care can be found inside a dragons Lair/it's obvious your looking for care over here but i'm sorry my dear I have no care to spare/look under the bed, see if care is hiding under there/maybe you'll walk in a room and care will be sitting in a chair, sippin beer, reading books by the Bernstein bears, while wearing nike airs and putting on Aries/but I don't care, cause where ever care is I'm not there/you can do it like "where's waldo?" instead it can be like "where's care?"/he can where a red and white shirt, with a pair of red and white nike airs/but i don't care, cause where ever care is I'm not there/I heard you have a new boy friend, and I'm like yeah? well i don't care, and where ever care is I'm not there/plus I got a new girlfriend, and dog look at her rear/look at her face/ she's mad cute, and her hair's down to here/and I hope she don't think because i wrote this here, that i care/cause i don't care, and where ever care is I'm not there/but wait! the fact that I wrote this is weird/because if I didn't care, then I wouldn't have wrote this here/Great, now she got me thinking bout the time that we shared/ she used to sing to me, while I run my fingers through her hair/and some times i miss her yeah/but I don't care/she tried to leave the relationship when there was trouble in the air/said she need a break from me and ran off some where/I felt abandon and scared/can you imagine my fear?/to ride in a two seater with out the passenger there/seat belt, airbags, breaks all disappeared/the car crashed, I shot out the dash and flew in the air/yeah that's enough to make this back man not care, but there's more to the story so just listen here/you disappeared/ our relation ship course kinda veered/then out of the blue you tell me your pregnant and I should smile and cheer/I'm like, oh your pregnant, yeah?/well why did you leave and then tell me, ain't that kinda weird?/aww man, it's just as I feared/she did something she shouldn't have so now she's desperate and scared/she came back, and I'm like boom, pregnancy test, here. use this. the story's bottom we can get to here/she lied/I cried/I kinda died inside/I kicked her right out of my house and made her sleep in her ride/she came back, I came outside and hopped in the ride/that's when we had a conversation about the truth inside/I learned alot about that woman with no guilt to spare/she made it easy for this black man to have no care/

I'm sorry my dude, but i have no care to spare/the care I could spare evaporated in thin air/I had care in my waves, but i brushed it out my hair/come to my drive thru and order a quarter pound of care/and when you get to the register I'm like we fresh out of care/you can look at me sad, with them crocodile tears/tell me your getting evicted, and deep down your scared/but when I see you in person you have new pradas there?/when you get evicted, hold up a sign that Say's will work for care/because I don't care, and where ever care is i'm not there/a black man with ambition and drive is something to fear/and if you don't have either, you should get from around here/get inspired, and find a reason that will make me care/then I will care/and when ever you need me, I'll be right there. thanks for the motivation.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

i'll never forget you shaquana, r.i.p

I parted ways with the world I knew. onward to a foreign land called stroudsburg Pennsylvania. i didn't know where it was, let alone anyone that lived there. do you know your brother was the first person i met? I remember walking into that classroom, and dennis and Sean Samuel's was there. dennis and sean was cracking mad jokes , and i was acting like i didn't want to laugh. but we all know how funny sean was. we all ice grilled each other for like 15 minutes until Dennis asked me if I play basketball. the rest is history. damn shaquana that seems like yesterday. seem like yesterday you was calling my name out like only you could in the hallway by the shop class, where we all would chill at the end of the day. how you and liz and all the ladies would come to the basketball games to watch us ball out. we thought we were stars at the Friday night parties after the basketball or football games. I remember how we would all jump in eugene newsomes green Pontiac aka the green machine, and chill in walmart like it was a club. dennis, me, and Eugene aka DHE. D-mac, Hollywood, and eugenus. my brothers. not a day went by that i wasn't chillin at your house, hanging with gene and d, flirting with you while kyle burrel was trying to mac. damn that was funny lol. everyone would come to my house since i lived in town and we would all chill and bug out, because i always had free crib. this hurts. when I got the news I didn't believe it. how could you be gone? how could you leave us? I remember when I would go to church with you guys, Dari and George. d was playing the drums and you would sing. and you could blow too. this was the last thing i thought i would be writing. a poem in the memory of you. damn this hurts. I cried when I got home. I just broke down. they don't understand that we were family. d and Eugene were my brothers and you was my sister. I didn't get the chance to say thank you. thank you for being my friend. thank you for the happy memories. you guys had a profound affect on my life. stroudsburg really changed me for the better and you played a part in that. shaquana I miss you already. you left us way to soon. But If i have anything to say about it I want my kids to know yours. you left behind a son and i hope i can tell him stories of how great his mom was. the memories we made in stroudsburg. we all went our separate ways in life. we weren't as close as we was in stroudsburg. that's my fault. I gotta go on with life knowing that we had a falling out for no reason, and now your gone. now your gone. in your name i will aways remember stroudsburg. I will always remember you. my friend, shaquana. r.i.p

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

old dog/new son

your a dog with old ticks/new flea's and no tricks/and any relationship you get in the chick wont stick/you seem to think the world revolves around your dick, so the empty rhetoric you spit is filled with lines related to it/ your willing to stick any chick dumb enough to fall for it/the thought of being by yourself your so appalled to it/you laugh at the notions of being alone with your thoughts and emotions/guys like you never think their the problem, only the solution/you seem to think your gods gift to a chick/and your quick to call a woman a bitch if she ignores the bullshit you kick/so you r.Kelly the situation, patently waiting in your Nissan with the 50% tents on/in front of high schools to find school girls to use, because you think their young impressionable fools/prison you should be facing/that's somebodies daughter your statutory raping/come around mine and they gonna find empty shell casings/no I'm not preaching to thee/I simply just had an Epiphany /by watching you I learned what not to be/your a walking metaphor that's stand in front of corner stores/a tree with no leaves, get it a tree? no leaves/stationary with no destination/you say drug dealers your occupation, but the product for sell you smoke/it must be laced with dope cause brother you look broke/you need a friend, a hobby, a homie, someone to mold thee into the man you should be/and since you got a little homie, word of advice and I suggest you listen/in his life you should not be missing/so pay attention to your son, his father wasn't sh*t but he could be the one/water your seeds so your child wont grow up like his father.......A BUM. thanks for the motivation.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

the kings return

I bestowed upon thee the keys to the city/and you changed the locks on me/I've given more then any man/I give until i am depleted/I look for you to replenish what is lost and you sap even more from me/my vision is blurred and my body weary/I can not go on much longer, I can not continue to please this way/I am the picture of health, a pillar of strength, a man amongst boy's, still I'm rendered useless in your wake/I stand outside your city alone/I await the gates to open for me/ just the thought of walking the streets that you constructed bring vitality anew/I only dream of such a day/standing outside you city gates brings quick reminder of how I am but a Meir peasant to a queen/and queens do not lay in service to a peasant/never a king I was to you/ I never drank of the royal nectar from your cup, after a long day of kingly duties/I never fed from the royal grape vine held firmly in your graceful grasp/I never expect much because I always receive so little/my soul cries out for more and I will no longer ignore it/I will no longer be your peasant, and you should no longer See me as such/I am not to be taken for granted/you open the gates for me every so often, I feel like a tourist/I roam the city looking for you until you find me/the queen is to be serviced/being in your presence used to bring such joy, now I am angered by the site of you/the peasant you expect has come to reclaim his throne/the king has returned/so do not expect much from me my queen until I am treated as such. thanks for the motivation

Monday, August 17, 2009

the question you won't answer

I am the aquarian. filled with questions. questions for the unknown. to find the answer is my quest. I suffer to know. am I in thirst for knowledge? or conquest of knowing? one can guess. she is the sagittarian. quick to anger if integrity is ever in question. I question if you fight with such passion for truth or lies? one may never know. this is flawed. I find comfort in words. words that you simply wont say. you keep your answer vague. I am confused. yet your actions tell a different story. your action speak of deep emotion. your action's speak of commitment. If I am aware that your action's speak volumes, then why do I question? because I beg to hear it. once it is said I will know. once those words are spoken I will feel the truth. then I will know what to make of your passion. my nature is stubborn. questions need answers. I need to know, but I need you. my obsession with knowing may ultimately drive you away. then I will be stuck trying to answer this question. why was hearing you say i love you more important then experiencing it? I wont question. thanks for the motivation.








Friday, August 14, 2009

friends?

WHAT? friends? me and you? naw, look why pretend/I am not your lover/I am not your friend/I'm not the brother you wish you had/I'm certainly not your man/I'm not good at playing make believe, so make like a tree and leave/go bananas and split/go dip and kick a rock or two/because I can only be real/fake is not even a option boo/I'm giving you an option to/keep it real or die slow/it sounds harsh, but that's really the only way that I know/ I was there every time you needed me/even when I ain't have to be/made you part of my family, you were living comfortably/but that's when you turned on me/you did this more then once, I should have learned by now, shame on me/now I'm shunning you/wish u was a dude, I'd son you/take you to the park and we could shoot the 1, 2/ but the situation ain't that serious to want to take it there/I ain't that furious/as a matter of fact I don't care/cause I will not share my water with the thirsty/you can dehydrate it wont hurt me/because as a man I did the best I can to stand with a person that thought was my friend/you act more like my enemy/and empathy you simply wont get/I will not be fooled with the same sh*t/I learned a lot about my self and other people/ Its true we are not created equal/and desperation makes people so deceitful/ so if I extend my hand with an olive branch at the end, and you push it away, don't expect that hand the next day/especially if you lied to me to try and get your way/but I'm not mad/in fact/thank you for the motivation today/you motivate me in a special way/you fake, phony, fraud of a friend/ do not try to make amends/until you see your self for what you really are and.............CHANGE. THANKS FOR THE MOTIVATION.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

stars

the stars are aligned just right. I see what is clear. my future dance's across the night sky. I'm not home here, I need to be with you. I know I must earn my birthright. but one day they will confide in me. they will tell me their stories in exchange for my mysterious comfort. I do not belong here, I want to be with you. Impatient I am. I recognize my flaws. My youth brings haste. It's not time for me. I have much to do before I can inspire. I do not wish for my shine to be litless. I have much to expirence before I can empathies with the world. To feel the emotion of the world I must simply live, learn, love. Then I will be ready. Then I can be with you. I want to be with you. thanks for the motivation.