it's showtime
people bare gifts
wrapping around in truth
accenting in rhymes
there won't be any rubbing of the lucky tree stump
to me, luck is just another typical four letter word
replaced with skill
substitute for drive
displaced by wisdom
dismantle by intelligence
arrested for integrity
no r & b intermission with the odes to bump & grind
no shout outs to name brands whose proceeds will
never be found
in a neighborhood near you
people don't stop
won't stop
their words and verses takes names and points finger
deadbeat fathers are indicted by the ink in their pens
trespassing of a woman's body that is imprison
in between the lines
with no chance of parole
faces and bodies that won't take their seats
quietly in a section full of colored folks
unless it's by ones choice
it's showtime
people bare gifts
will you
be
open
to receive