Media Genocide

Gunshots fly,And...as we run and dodge from the disparity as we face reality of this hood tragedy...She gets hitAnd she drops to the ground, just like the credibility of the hoodPeople see things in music videos and think that to like that they shouldSo...whos to blame....blame the industryYea, the music that we listen to,contains simple, yet complex messagesthat becomes etched in our heads subliminally...

Round 2

So months turn to years, and the attraction I have for you has grown stronger, to the point where it starts to become lust no longer, So now I want to love you, not only as a partner but as a couple in too deepAnd as the feeling of lust evaporates the wonderment if love begins to seep I want to love you in a special way like glass, strong but crystal clear. As I hold you near I whisper in your...

Lust vs. Love

Although in the same house each shall have a room, as they are distinct Love is blind, while lust has eyes wide open so that we can play its games As love is unpredictable as a new day, lust is the night at the bar with insane thoughts of "new beginnings" while the end point remains the same As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent mystified others Love need not be beautiful but lust makes...

Random Thoughts

What am I looking for?....Hmm question...I'm looking for a God fearing woman...so that growth is constant..But in retrospect I'm looking for a girlfriend. I'm looking for a partner. Someone I can share with, not someone I can play with, because I put my childish things away. Life's like that sometimes, I guess.I'm looking for someone who I can talk to, and emote with. Someone whom I can be real and...

Dedicated to my little Brother Anthony

Under grinded flakes of clouds gathering echoes of children who sprinkle laughter to ears he sits Quietly on hooves of steel bond by flaps of leather and Reeboks Toes tight, tense to the usual sights and sounds of rigorous running An invasion of intoxicating excitement bellows beckoning like balloons ready to burst He awaits stout in strapped stagnancy to the leather plated backrest for a push to...

Untitled

Another moon promisedas she dangles her footover my denim pantsletting her stiletto slipcasually from her heelStars foiled the skyas we spoke verses and bridges of,hymns of lovethat refrained ever aftermy words coiled as if a mirage making magicI flicked my cigaretteto the silver coated pavementand it sizzled from the heathere I vowed before the cosmic powersthat we would never be partedThe moon...