A brief recollection of life

Location

I'm determined

you can't deter me

I won't stop going like I'm fuckin furby

these irrelavent motherfuckers they can't hurt me

I have a hell of a dream

I gotta prove that I'm worthy

I got a tarnished self-esteem

but this ambition is sterling

so put on your harness

and sit in your seat

I'm gunna take you on a journey

from Chi-raq

to the middle east

with death I was flirting

I was just trying to fix my teeth

but I was stuck demonstrating and learning

of a corrupt ass regime

of suppression and of yearning

motherfuckers getting shot just cause their name's Ali

I promise you'll never see that shit on MSNBC

and I promise the violence will never see an end

as long as government puppets are on CNN

you'll never truly know the extent of the blood that is shed

I still remember the first time I saw a pool of red

I want all the bullshit to end

I want all the unfortunate messages to be sent

I want motherfucker to put intellect in their heads

instead of whippin porches and gettin some head

I wanna take pride in this life that I've led

I wanna ride the road to riches

I want happiness

I want success

You can keep the weed and bitches

I'm saying motherfuck street cred

cause who the fuck are you to me but a bunch of xanax heads?

but dont get me wrong I've done my fair share of that

even after seeing my mom on a stretcher

with an empty script of it next to the bed

laying comotose vomiting violently

I cried as she wretched

I pleaded please don't leave me

willing her to live with every fiber of my being

but she just kept on heaving it was relentless

she might resent that I said this

but since that night I had thoughts of suicidal intentions

I became reckless

unprescedented depression

all the ecstasy and unprotected sex definitely reflected it

I adopted the mentality of watch where you're steppin

if you challenged me you were gamblin

cause the man I called dad walked out on the family again

and evertime the food stamps ran out

I could'nt stand him

 
 
 
 
 
This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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