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"@MariMolta helped me paint this"

Me, I- dont know me, so how could I kno we ย ha? She high on me and life ain never smoked no weed nah. So guess its all on me now; strive wit her, fly with her or stop & let her free- How?
Cuz she smile, and I forget who I was sposed to be wow, and she wild – wastin all that Sweetness just on me child
All all up on me warm around me how Im sposed to leave now…

so we down, or up on findin Love and being free- But Baby started out a couple strides ahead of me so I bowed my head to plea-that id I bound and stretch my feet, That I’d run beside her Sun inside her shinnin just for me-I could make her just for me, its so glorious-I see but it seems Im always dark when they be shinning light for me

seems the spark it never catches- but I kindle- all I need- isA Beautiful girl with a Beautiful Soul and mind for thinking deep. Not no clone thats just like me, but we partners so we see- a Beautiful life in an ugly world but still clouds beneath our feet- there’s no barriers on me- and u welcome me to see all the madness all the Lovely things your Heart and Mind perceive

but if I cant muster up the speed to catch you, then we’ll ย have to let us free



Posted: January 23, 2012 in spoken

I’d hate to play dumb and turn a blind eye to ration, but it seems in Babylon
casual sex is the fashion.

And while I’d hate to have a Heart be the casualty of my actions
Romance and Sexuality are vital interactions _
And she got me thinkin Deep reminiscin on our passion
….so I guess for a bit of focus and patience is what Im askin

and not maskin’_lust and-callin-it-Love
And not actin like cuz I never had it I dont know what it does
not slack, reocgnizing that the past forever was

There’s no reason- not to live the Truth
puppy love, infactuation are states for the youth
So itd be treason for me to let it through
and not fight for Love to the skin of my tooth

so I am not perfect and no sayer-of-sooth
but only a fool supplies the rope for makin his own noose
so if I talk it and dont walk it then whats my fuckin use…
…what the use?


Posted: January 22, 2012 in spoken

I was kinetically affected from the way my life was goin. Steady tryna turn back even tho my life was blowin.

Knowin, I was standin still but barely growin.

And I only speak the truth when I inhale or when Im flowin.

Glowin- like the master’s what I hope to be, payin honor to the messages and Blessings I’ve received.

But seems the stress and indirection made a mess up outta me.

so Please, if u ever walked a leg on the path Im stumblin on just lend me a ear and a tongue while I mumble on….


Posted: January 26, 2011 in spoken, Uncategorized

Liver pool, of Negro BLood

Birmingham hoes for Nigger winches

this fillin

Posted: January 17, 2011 in spoken

Got a feeling, wanted to rhyme about it. This is a self-reflective expression in the form of freestyle poetry. The goal is feeling over style. At the end I do get caught up between pure expression and composition (or aesthetics?) in my attempt to come to a conclusion (which sounds good but is true to my point/feeling).


Posted: December 30, 2010 in spoken

Professorally Fly- ordinarilly I-m about disseminatingknowlegde for distroying of lies

Posted: November 1, 2010 in spoken, Uncategorized

See what had happened was- He had had her folded like napkin was

And she would never know just how Whack he was

He dressed in Black and held it back like some lightening Bud

When he exhaled, she couldnโ€™t tell that in fact he was

In outer space trippin out on a from a Nightly Buzz

Running from the Light like igniting bugs

Inundating Plaines with some pricey drugs

Still prepared to fight we spend our nights with Jugs

Dancing in the rain with our lighters Up-