Spittin It
By: Julia L. Clark
As my curls fall from my hair
And the air said beware
Of the spam ware of
Side affects of being a chic
So dope sick.
Sexy gloss arbor mist
Hips toss as your eyes
Watch a rhythm forecast
Pour yes more after
I shut the door of
Have I lost you
In the speed race
Of polyester
Fake aunt jamama
Sweating heat sauna
Of spit it girl
As I twirl my nappy hair fur
In to dread locks of
Fufu not mild but spicy
Roll the dice saucy hot
Mommy
Yes you must cop
That man you must
Bring it back
I am spittin authentic
Care for your ears
And chasing the wild word range
Like a wounded
Poet Rain dear.
Did I not make myself clear
When I shed tears
They are voiceless
With salt pain sounds
What mountain have I found
To throw the rage of expression
Through the way I can re edit my voice sounds
My side affects is life
With awaking chess
Mic check
I brush your knowledge
With Colgate
Brother slow down
My fingers off from a hard
Day of masturbate.
Not sexually but
Financially
So get your mind out the thesaurus
Gutter and be assistance to the struggling
Woman Government
Of I fuss and holler at our kids
And trying to show them
This life isn’t Hollywood show biz
And you cant be B2K Lil Fizz
Because when you don’t stand
For truth then your neck will be slit
Because you were scared to take
The pacifier out your babies mouth
And teach them its hectic
Not only down south
But I am a descendant of not
The U S but I am neo soul Africa
That is where my relatives were
Packed from and was mind enslaved
But I am not shaven your ass hairs
And I want be the one cooking as
The in house stroking mistress affairs
My baby isn’t completely
100% Africa because
The master was a stroking
Identity erasing bastard
You races against me
And I am apart of you
But through a few
Generations
My mentality is pissed
Because I am a woman
Black panther activist beast
At the least know the difference
Between spittin it and being
Racist hostess this just my
Mind fresh out the
Sweet bottles of
This society will
Rob you blind
~ Spittin It ~
Free Verse
Not A racist piece
If you didn’t get
What you read
You are lost
Neo Soul Artist
Julia L. Clark
© Julia L. Clark Registration Number TXu-331-190, All rights reserved
Adding your comment:
gosh and funny you were talking to me personally helping me close to healing hon i tell you i want you to blow me away one day with the coldest white boy spoken word i want it in the spot light because its there i have been reading it and i know you can do it i know you can honey
you never read the neo soul artist mrs jewels 
Loved it, keep being you in keeping it or should I say spittin it...REAL 
