qHe cant write with a numb pen.
a pen that refuses to feel his pinching caress when he ink blots
blue ink spots drip down his blue cock when his pen is cocked out of his hand flesh
And he...
He is a poet.
with a hand gat spittin ten flat
with ease
And this is when heart beats stop to breathe
These ink spots bleed mind clots and yes,
this
is his poetry.
Dre once explained to me his first experience with the birds and the bees.
Or shall I say the first time (shorty) he had to cop down on one knee.
A sting from a bee
caused his uncle to ask for a kiss on his pee...
Nissssss
So this is why he can't stop saying the word Fagget.
Fag GOT
fa GOT what it meant on being a man
because his innocence trickled down like the cum on his hand
and although he scrubbed away his initiation on be cuming a man
his manhood could never never be restored.
this was his poetry.
She need to write
said she
On her doorstep as he
Penetrated his pencil in the sheets of her slain trees.
DEAR daddy,
Im sorry
and mommy I know you've ignored it and i have ignored your ignorance
please allow me to breathe before I confess this debauchery
i love you. i shouldn't but i do.
and i have to make amends as i preach this sermon
my pen only drips egg sacks, and placenta...bleeding blood red was never the
intent
and i know you never menta but you you did.
so i will have to speak, use cadence to explain why i have no patience for rapist
yet i love my father.
Daddy
this wasn't how it was suppose to be
you were my protector
my savior
if i'd fall down you were always suppose to be there to catch me
like jesus to his disciples
No, Huey to his panthers
my mantra
this Aude: useless, yet i need to write this get it off my chest so allow me to digress as i confess this
conception
i couldn't understand this concept of exception
how fathers could
take their childs inoccence
rape there mothers over and over again without seeing their face
you should internalize this
every scream was your voice,
every no came out your mouth because i am half of you
I wished the doctor had allowed the ambilical cord to remain around my neck and i wouldn't have to feel pain
this pain that drips from my sex
every time u look at me
Daddy,
I love you....but not the way a 12 year old is suppose to
Only sanity can be written with solilquies,metaphors and fancy lietaray tools
and I wish it were poets mentioning their ideologies in the news
because I must say spoken word has brought up awareness
And these Poets,
well there our heros.
no longer fake ish but upgrading
A seperation of his potentional
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