slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Civil walk
Strong black not at fault when the tracks are on track we seeing them but all they see is a scientific experiment hopelessly hoping they contract something miraculous. These are my thoughts on the four backslash twenty-one hope when you don’t care it seems to make you more attractive staring at the idiot box like a rear-view mirror. Tell me something about the American dream that disgusts me in the harm of sight not being able to fight back physically instead I’ll fight this with my speech silently speaking so don’t speak. Black cops oped out when power is never given to the lower hand instead they stand on the second hand to the white race, forgive me of speaking on the most recent but that’s just what I see through these, black brown eyes hopeless ain’t no hope and it don’t make no difference to me. See I’m finally starting to see the view from above the words when speaking only leads to miss interpretation when you saying a lot, and no one understands.
By designer dreams5 years ago in Poets
