Poems from MVP-Most Valuable Poet
drug dealers lives in a paradise in Miami
drug dealers drives a Bentley in the ghetto of the Bronx
drug dealers claim to run the block,...
today is june 20th, 2012, weather report in nyc is the 3h's hot, hazy, and humid
so hot that i want to hang out with the sun
so sticky that...
i think about you
your eyes are bright like god's heavenly sun
your touch is tender like a kitten's fur
your kiss is sweet like vanilla ice...
i wake up hearing police sirens louder than a child's cry
i walk outside listening to young couple fight that is more brutal than a miguel...
how can we call it justice when lives are taken and people are acquitted
how can we call it justice when latinos and blacks are randomly...