2020 #32

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Tenaciously sanguine rhapsodic

Aries

Your sign is on fire

She’s a little impatient

So just relax and breathe deep

She’s never going to be a repeat

She keeps moving

Keeps writing

She’s not napping

She’s still fighting TKO

Strap yourself in

It might not all be good

But it’s going to be great

She doesn’t come up last

She tears down the gates

She’s a legend in making

A legacy, wait,

Breathe deep

Get it together

We’ve never been here before

We’ll never be here again

More power

More movement

There’s fire

Just keep writing

Keep growing

Keep shedding

Keep swinging

Keep racing

It’s not over

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Keep your head up girl

It’s not over

Your legacy

Is only beginning

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Bleeding Ink #1,499

Coming in hot

Freestyle

It’s about to get even hotter

Fuck depression

I’m done with those sessions

Sitting around whining about the times

And your exes

Try to resuscitate the past

Brings you in last

Mars enters Aries

Shot the Kennedy’s

Feel the energy

D-Day

Iran Contra

This is OUR time your time

History in the making

You can try to deny it

But trust me

You won’t write it

You make the rhyme

You think I care what you think?

My family is proud of me

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Blood on the steps

I’ve been climbing for centuries

I’m not stopping now

It’s a long way down

I’m not backing down

You’ve got issues

That’s not news

We all have blues

Shake them awake

If they’re still alive

You can’t break my stride

I’m here to win

Fire in my eyes

Freestyle and I’m just beginning

Top shelf (loaded)

Old love

No love

Be love

Used love

——-

I write to kill

I kill to write

I lay down these words

Like shots on paper

It’s loaded

——-

Hold up

Back up

6ft from the dream

I know you’re fed up

Wore out

Used

And abused

Stretched out

This year is a dead zone

This water’s hot and it’s getting even hotter

try to dream but it’s poison

Be on the right side of history

Everyday is new headline

And you’re stroking out

Stepping the line

It’s over

Now

Refocus your vision

Adjust the antenna

You’ve got to feed and water your dream

Your vision

Get yourself back in this race

All we have is time

Enjoy it

But use it

Use it like top shelf

you can’t afford to waste

So when they get a shot of you

They’ll be willing to invest

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I’m stepping back to the details

If you’re gonna be with me

You’re gonna see my dream

We shoulda been like the real Obama’s

Powerhouse couple

Details matter

Blow the roof off of this room

Look at the blood on these steps

I’ve been climbing for centuries

This isn’t rock bottom

It coulda been worse

Treat yourself better

You’re the first draft pick to your own dreams

——-

She walks into the room like she just bought it

She knows what she wants and she gets it

She deals the cards like it’s the hand that she wanted

Here’s the secret

I don’t know an adult that has all the answers

We do the best that we can until we can do better

The whole world is faking

But when you get together

You don’t have to tear someone down to build yourself up better

Silence is power

Listen, words matter…

Hold yourself up

Treat yourself better

If she’s your queen she’ll treat you like her king.

They might say it’s improbable but you won’t hear it because you’ll be unstoppable.

2020 #23

Every work place

Has that one person that is negative

But not really contributing

You quickly learn to ignore them

And continue YOUR path

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Life is the same,

It’s easy to criticise and throw stones

Tell other people how they should be responding or helping…

But that’s not real activism

I encourage you to look at yourself

To keep the faith

To get in your communities

Listen to stories

Vote VOTE VOTE

Local elections make and break you directly

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We have hope

There’s a lot of voices right now

Listen to yours

Your gut

We are brothers and sisters

Mothers

Fathers

Lovers

Partners

Neighbours

We are Americans

Us, right here, right now.

Not a building

A church pew

A monument

A name on a building

A flag

But us…

We are citizens and together we are this great country.

It’s what we DO that counts.

We can do better. We can be better.

I’ve heard voices referring to us as masses and generations…de humanizing us.

We are, you are, more than a statistic. A headline. You are valid, you matter.

I’ve heard people call for us to be invaded by some other hero.

No one is going to save us.

If we tear down everything and rebuild

If we rename everything

If we are invaded by another power

This is not the change we need

We would be let down.

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Take pride

Look in the mirror

Our last family in the Whitehouse

Was the first black Americans to grace it.

Do you not think they thought about the history of that house?

We can do better…

We can not look for some hero to come and save us.

We are, truly, the change we seek.

We must face ourselves and grow.

Keep your hope.

Learn and grow.

This road is not over.

Keep going.

You’re worth it.

We are worth it

We are America.

2020 #22

Dark cloud

Coming up

Thunder rattles

These

Dead bones

But the flesh,just won’t grow ….

——

Hear the voice of god

He’s smoking a cigarette.

Says there’s not much time left

My guardian angel

She says

Some things are too hot to touch

——

These days are numbered

I used to care

But

Feelings change

——

You can win

You can lose

But you can’t can’t change

What won’t bend and what won’t grow

I used to —-

Well ,

You know.

2020 #21

James Baldwin

I keep having dreams that James Baldwin is here. In my kitchen, writing. And smoking. We talk all night. They are very linear. Picking up where the other leaves off. As if he is aware.

Maybe it is…because I will be 31 and I still haven’t found how to deal with 30…

He says it’s because I see him.

I think it is this unsettling feeling I get when I see social media jump. Businesses jump. It’s as if everyone is patting black Americans on the back. Saying “there there.” But still, not seeing them or acknowledging that they exist.

I’ve been reading James Baldwin for years. I couldn’t find his books at my local library so I had to buy them.

I see everyone sharing quotes from him and others…but I doubt they’ve ever read. Really, read their bodies of work.

In my dream. He smiles and asks me how I felt during the early days of the pandemic. When everyone was praising frontline workers.

It didn’t feel authentic. It felt like a mob mentality…

He shrugs. Very well. There you have it.

I think, and I might be wrong.

We are here…dealing with something different.

But, when I step back. And I look at the whole experience of 2020

We have something else here

Racism, yes. Conspiracy theories? No. That’s a very privileged point of view…

As if to say “darling, you’re not having this experience, someone must be trying to destroy America.”

We have no sense of self. We have no boundaries. We are entitled. Selfish. Yes, but we have no real understanding of ourselves.

We’ve been spoon fed this ideal about reality. Profit. But no real understanding.

Yes, you can live a life unlike no other.

But we are still not happy.

We have no sense of self. No boundaries.

when our neighbors house catches on fire we set ours on fire. We don’t understand where we begin and end. Boundaries. Every single week there is something else we are running towards.

Where is the real goal? What will you do if you get what you want?

What do you want?

Black Americans

LGBTQ

The women’s movement

These things are real American lives

They exist

Their experiences are real

Daily

They are more than political movements

They are more than flags

They are not profit agendas

They are humans

American men and women

With families and dreams

The system might be broken

But until we face ourselves

And look in the mirror

And figure out how we got here

And what we are going to do with it

And a real sense of direction

It can’t be fixed.

We are removing the humanity from these movements so we can label them and better handle them.

That is what I fear.

——

I’m tired

I feel like I’ve been gutted

I don’t feel like we are really seeing

I feel like we are just doing just enough

To get by

——

But our actions say something else

——

I’m tired

I’ll be 31 this year

I may be quiet

But I’m not blind

I feel myself retreating into literature

We are better

We can do better

Be better.

I’m going to be 31

And I’m tired.

I feel myself running out of time.

I get up in the middle of the night

And James Baldwin is at my table.

2020 #16

Wasteland

This land

Walk into the light

Every new day

They jerk you around

——

You move through me

eyes on fire

Like the 4th of July

Bourbon skin

Cherry lips

Remind me what

We came here to forget

It’s getting late

We can escape

Into each other’s skin

This land

Your land

Your body

Your breath

The driving bass

It’s just a heartbeat