History

History wrote my story And it said I repeated things in history That I acted like mother Theresa to kids That I acted like Hitler but this time to everyone I could help It said I started out as a naïve fellow when I did them But that I left that path and acted like a tyrant’s mother Silent in […]

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Heinous Crime

  Though we be separated by war and wealth; To make one seem more blessed in life than the other, Though they answer to my beck and call As slaves to masters much higher than they, Though it seems as though I am more learned And more blessed than they could ever be in life, Though I give them a […]

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SHE

She is happy when her breast is praised,  Poses her frame like there is no tomorrow  Sells her physic without being asked  She seeks not for your well being, but for her material possession  She cares less if a man is occupied with another and her utterance tells you she cares less of her self She is a predator to […]

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Thy Ruth

Thy Ruth lovest thee when she saw thee She lovest thy kindred and lovest thy God She takes thee where she goes and walks in the path thy walketh She lovest thy field and seeks only to glean in it She embraces thy statues and seeks only thy law She craves for thy crave and is loved by thy people […]

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Dust

It is only sane; That we know that a child is born from a womb, For if we are to say that a child comes from dust As we know, the ancient father said it Then of cos his words on be fruitful and multiply would be regarded as dust However, this dust which we call coloured today; Is the […]

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Broken

Here in all my chastity, or so I thought;  Here in all my rant of following Christ And posing as a sinless soul At a time when I said in my heart Take a rest, you are not involved in immorality Take a nap, foul language is far from thy lips Raise thy feet, others know you as a saint […]

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Black Woman

They call me black woman; No monograph, just black woman! Colored into a system, Colored into a stereotype No depictions of my strength or worth Just black woman. A name they estimate narrates who I am No permission or consent from me about who I am or what i want to be known as Just their depictions of what they peek from others Giving me roots and identities falling short of who I truly am Excluding my melanin and thick bottom Which is much more than who I am.

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Real Deal

Originally posted on DaValz Code:
Her: They said its love I couldn’t identify it The feeling was too real Love is for Cinderellas and Barbies I’m humane I call it …. Well the real deal Him: I have penned notepads describing the one Incognisant like a pig in a pen bathing in dirt But you hovered like an amused butterfly…

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