Poor Kid Dreams
From nothing to something... literally

Yasmina’s Necklace has
taught me that opposites
can attract if the purpose deems it
A female refugee from
Iraq and a businessman
from America coming together
through trauma was a
gifting experience that
brought me to my feet
That kid from the Weequahic section
who grew up barely scraping by is now
at a prestigious university
on a scholarship writing
his truths and watching theater plays
I was in Bauer contemplating
how far I’ve come
All those close calls dat’ Savage had
Growing up in a brutal household
Controlled on the daily,
not permitted to be
Khali for more than
what I was allowed
Bullied and gaslit for
all twelve years dat’
I spent in the school system
Betrayed and doubted, I was
told that I wouldn’t be nothing
I was told no one wanted to
receive what I had to offer
People who I once knew either went
to the sky or the slammer
Even my own father has
Could have easily been me too
Most High had something
different planned however
Took me up out of that
Higher you leap, the
racial gap becomes wider but
I must be in that room so more
of my people can be there in the future
Who ever said dat’ I was
kissing up to anyone?
I’m trying to better us
I’m trying to uplift
other people of color
This cycle of destruction
must cease at once,
I will not stand idle as
we continue to crumble
Why are we so scared
to fight for our power?
Snap out of that
slave-like assed mentality
Quit settling for what’s convenient
because that will not get us anywhere
Stop relying on the White House
Let’s put our own money
together to clean the
water because the mayor
keeps bullshitting everybody
Have our own sports
leagues and entertainment
franchises because they
ain’t nothing but the circus,
Colosseum era ringing any bells?
Guess who are the animals?
Stop signing those
contracts because they want
you silenced to author their own agendas
That’s why they blackballed Kaepernick
Shut up and play ball
Shut up and spit rhymes
Shut up and act foolish
Shut up and show off
If not, kiss your fortune goodbye then
We can get around that
BS with our own resources
Repurchase our blocks,
schools, and homes
Black Wall Street resurrected
Liberate ourselves from the
national corporation, no worries
Dat’ time is on the way
Just trust me on this
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