Now as for my poem, when I write, I do not for the page, I write so that one day it might be spoken so some things might not flow as nicely on page. Without further ado: Little Black Boy
I am the future and the past
And I hope that I last long enough to walk my future mini Me’s to class
Hear my joyous reverberation of a newborns first laugh
Am I pray my wife with have enough class to not adorn clothing that fits in such a way that her treasures are on display
Because it doesnt take a pirate to know that are scavengers out there plotting on your booty.
I want to get rich so when i dress poor its ironic
Instead of a peak inside my socio economical closet
Hella wealthy in mental money
Authors steady making deposits
Intellectual capitol one
Whats in your wallet?
Brain waves 360 like I wrapped it in a du rag
Old neighbors turned gang bangers dont know why they mad
Im like “why” i had the same opportunity that you had
You upset because you chose the gun and I chose the book bag
Youre the reason why when I pass old ladies on the streets they clutch their clutches
Because little Twon could never get a louis vuitton without snatchin and runnin
Many have no idea how hard it is to shoot for the stars
With a fully loaded fully stocked unlocked and cocked imagination
Especially when the weapons of those around you arent aimed as high and arent so metaphorical
Hard to keep track of time when on the look for the neighborhood watch
Hard to keep my train of thought when worried about over zealous transit cops
Who pick on me because they have a quota of repremandments
And if I act up he’ll break rule six of the ten commandments
Suits worn to home going services that were purchased for interviews
There are no peaceful protest becauses everyones at the funerals
Dont let your potential go waste
Dont let your casket be your cubicle
I am the future, And I hope to honor my past before I pass.
As Always I Love You, God Loves You, LOVE YOURSELF,
Man of Madu
The desintegration of Black families are caused by one simple thing: The intrution of the government on giving them welfare and so called social programs like section 8 housing among other things instead of letting Black families deal with themselves in order to purchase a house, get a job, have any opportunities than white people take for granted. I enjoyed your poem and makes me think also that all these things and other issues contributes negatively to the African American males, to the point of extinction. I also enjoyed the part of women, since todays Black woman are being denigrated everywhere and its start on how behave well in society and themselves. This is what Black men and women needs right now, a voice of reason. Thanx.
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Thank You! My job is just to share knowledge and hope it reaches enough eyes, and enters enough hearts.
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