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8805, OKP Slam/ 2ND ROUND POST Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-01-02 03:32 AM
Hope everyone had a decent weekend.
This is the post for POETS ONLY.
A post for VOTES will be put up seperately.
Best of luck.
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
........... ...........
TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8806, Guerilla_love vs. themostloveable Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-01-02 03:36 AM
Topic: Revolutionary....PERIOD PIECE!!
You are a member of a civil/human rights organization in the mid-60s. You suspect that the government is conspiring for your downfall. Describe your experience.
DVS...
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8807, ok, here goes: Posted by guerilla_love, Tue Apr-02-02 04:19 AM
yesterday u put yr albums with my my pictures in yr deepest cabinets
i saw u trace my cheeks with yr tears with yr wet finger
becuz i dissappeared again
and the door shook again under firm fists
the police came again
mom i ironed yr dress today i washed that yellow flowered dress scented it lightly with yr perfume ironed it stiff fr u
dad i stood over yr sleeping body for an hour trying to find the words to set u free from thoughts that lay across yr mind like bars imprisoning u
mom dad i cooked breakfast before i walked out yr door into a waiting van onto a waiting street into exile
and don't tell me u didn't raise yr boy to be a soldier becuz u armed me with pride and sharpened my tongue
dad i stood over u remixing my intentions laying out my solo practicing a soliloquey that never came to me so i left without a goodbye hoping to come back without a hello and weave myself back into our family seamlessly as we forge a new community together
becuz i dedicate my body my life everything that i've built up to the day when u can stand tall and look a man in eye without landing in the mud
i saw u in the mud i saw u whimper
u don't speak the word revolution but it screams of u dad
u may speak of me in whispers in corners but i shout u in daylight
we build music to the sound of black feet running tried to chorus that sound in war chants sung in protest melodies
it's not the tear gas talking it's a mouth that cannot be quieted its my mouth speaking it's my mouth shouting for peace it's my mouth with a rag in it
it's my mouth speaking for u
==**peace**==
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8808, my try.... *holds breaf* Posted by themostlovable, Fri Apr-05-02 03:45 PM
You want us gone But we shall be forever... From rags to riches with pain and joy
we sit
and
Sip champagne when we thirsty
Sip champagne when we thirsty
Sip pain when we thirsty
Sip pain
Sip pain
Drown in s o r r o w Or let freedom ring
Freedom ring
Freedom ring Is this my freedom to think Cause my thoughts are locked in by ignorance It surrounds me Engulfing my spirit Drowning my soul Let me beeeeeee Be, be, be Be what, what be What to be Cause I don’t know myself and you don’t know you but who is to say that I am not you and you are not me Is my thought mine or does it have past lives and future experience Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow The future The unknown held captive A prisoner of spontaneity An ancestor of what if, what is held, what shall become Because we shall become tomorrows slaves We shall become Yesterdays borrowers… But what do we own So I sit once again And write to my dear uncle of this amerikkka Who wishes that my time be void For My dear uncle Sam, You should be advised Today the revolution shall be televised Tomorrow it shall be written into history A week from now we shall march on your front door A month from now we shall sit with you to eat A year from now you will fix our meals And a decade from now you shall open our doors And freedom shall ring Becoming nothing but Reality We need not run from your harmful words We shall not hide from your evil spirits We shall fight And We SHALL STAND.
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8809, Warlock vs. Lefrak Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-01-02 03:40 AM
Topic: UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
You are married and have only one child....a son. You adore your child...and look forward to being a grandparent.
However...your son just confirmed a suspicion that you've had for years....he's gay.
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
........... ...........
TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8810, word knowledge Posted by LEFRAK, Tue Apr-02-02 06:42 AM
Son
Dad
ayo, whats crackin pop
just chillin mang, just chillin
i got somethin important to holla at ya about
oh word, aight aight, have a seat, lets politik for a few
"aight check it, ayo pop, you know its been a struggle"
"thats word there son, whats on ya mind, whats really buggin you"
"its very uncomfortable cause i dont know the reaction"
"im sayin tho kid, im ya father, whats really happenin"
"well i notice ya actin sort of strange at certain times"
"well i admitt im somewhat curious to whats actually runnin thru ya mind"
"you see its somethin ive come to find, you might find it hard to grasp"
"ayo, ive been thru alot, this old man has met his past"
"ayo, thats the past.........these future times are far beyond what ya old eyes can climb"
"ayo, rewind, dont close the blinds!!!, watch ya tone"
"sorry pop"
"wisdom grown overflown intellectual individual pops is on the throne"
"i know, i know................"
ayo, no you dont...........ya only 20 years old but ya mind has yet to grow"
"so what you sayin im slow!!!!!"
"never that!!!!, just very bold, ya more stubborn then ya moms, i swear you both want the control"
"but really tho, i came in hopes that you would understand"
"i cant acknowledge the words if you continue to stutter from where you stand"
"well let me open up my stance, you might wanna sit down for this"
"believe me tho son, ive been anticipating whats on this dish"
"im gay"
"thats it!!!!, i thought you were gonna say ya killed someone"
"ya not angry, upset, ashamed of what ive become"
"what youve become!!!, a human being, dedicated artist with room to breathe........please, please, (ashamed!!!!), i couldnt be any prouder, i can hear ya grandmother screamin in her grave, "im gay!!!! im gay" even louder"
"what!!!! nana was gay"
"why ya actin so surprized, i told ya i met my past and your my future with these old eyes"
"but pop, why!!!"
"why what!!!"
"you never explained this to me"
"ayo son, this is life and i love you unconditionally.................but you know i had suspicians"
"you always questioned my friends vision"
"yeah.....Donovan, that kid was strange, beating around the bush, when i pressured, hed switch lanes"
"ayo pop, i know you been hasslein about a grandchild"
"tru tru, you can still adopt and make ya dad smile"
"i think ima wait a while, get settled and then look ahead"
"i feel that, get situated before ya missions lead"
"ayo, i love ya pop"
"and that love is returned"
"how ya think mom will react with this news you just learned?"
"ayo, time burns and she questioned my mother, but later found faith when she was educated on her brother"
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8811, u gonna make me cry!!!!!!! Posted by sistawitafro, Tue Apr-02-02 06:47 AM
DAMN U NICK!!!!
yeah he's a pretty boy...a pretty ugly boy!-Dodomafioso
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8812, RE: u gonna make me cry!!!!!!! Posted by Warlock, Tue Apr-02-02 12:00 PM
I'll be back for this. 2 things
1) What's the deadline? 2) Why does no one ever read the line that says for the poets only?
"the malice I use is comparable to a warlock." - Murdoc
"I never said that battlin me, would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfuckin improbable You talkin to a nigga that can split molecules to subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Body-slam two oxes and drop a mule Urinatin rocket fuel" - Canibus
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8813, RE: u gonna make me cry!!!!!!! Posted by LEFRAK, Tue Apr-02-02 06:28 PM
"Why does no one ever read the line that says for the poets only?"
if i may ask, whats this suppose to mean?????
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8814, that only those participatin should post in this thread...hence me & 3rd i are violatin... Posted by Foneticcus, Tue Apr-02-02 06:32 PM
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"clap ya hands evr' bahtee. and evr'body jus -a- clap ya hands.
i said clap ya hands evr' bahtee.
and evr'body jus -a- clap ya hands.
now just ROCK" (c) Aeon_The_Great
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8815, RE: that only those participatin should post in this thread...hence me & 3rd i are violatin... Posted by LEFRAK, Tue Apr-02-02 09:08 PM
coo
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8816, RE: u gonna make me cry!!!!!!! Posted by Warlock, Fri Apr-05-02 03:26 PM
What my man Leech said. "the malice I use is comparable to a warlock." - Murdoc
"I never said that battlin me, would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfuckin improbable You talkin to a nigga that can split molecules to subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Body-slam two oxes and drop a mule Urinatin rocket fuel" - Canibus
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8817, RE: Warlock vs. Lefrak Posted by Warlock, Fri Apr-05-02 05:01 PM
Anticipation broken in a mere moment's swift revelation.
My mandible meets the floor as if it had once been supported by the pedestal I placed you upon, a concrete structure of expectations shattered by a single fault.
I've practiced this scene. Since you chose gymnastics over football because the uniforms looked better. I've been memorizing my lines, purposefully chosen for ease of speech and self-deceiving duplicitous denial. But when the drama came because you couldn't play the part, I looked to your mother for motivation.
"Everything's gonna be okay," I'm supposed to say, letting the words roll from my lips akin to "the check is in the mail." Though my tongue lay as heavy as the burden you just released, through the magic of truncation, "It's okay," spills out on whispered winds.
A single glance lets you know that I'm a horrible liar. A visage of stone that would not erode under a torrent of tears at my mother's passing finds itself infirm. I close my eyes momentarily; my soul needs no window. It speaks through rigid silence.
Your voice trembles, pain mirroring my own. All I can do is reflect.
I weigh the why's and, finding them useless, place them on the shelf near the what-did-I-do's, prefering instead the what-do-I-do-now's.
Perusing propaganda, I spectate as baby pictures swim in pools permeated by purple and pink triangles, rainbows, and teletubbies, praying that a vengeful and disapproving God turns a blind all-seeing eye. Hopes of home videos written, produced and directed by grandkids, are washed away by waves of "Queer As Folk" reruns.
Then, as it has a way of doing, reality seeps in. My self-contrived impression of society's unmentionables is assuaged by visions that don't originate in a pretentious tunnel... ...visions of what you could've been...
You could've been dead... You could've been a victim of modern immorality, withering in a disease ridden shell... You could've sat inside yourself, chained by a fear I'll never know...
...what you could be...
A physicist... An electric will-worker like myself... I've never seen the letters PhD preceded by any classifications, least of all "homosexual." And it wouldn't mean a damn if it were.
...what you are...
A man... My son...
Standing, I don't need the reassuring nudge that your mother provides, but it helps, keeping me from retreating into that place in my mind where nothing deviates.
In an embrace, acceptance is granted, paving the way for tedious understanding. I clasp the flesh of my loins, forged in passion and tempered with love, and your skin feels no different...
The lump in my throat is battered by a truth that will NOT be denied.
"I love you."
"the malice I use is comparable to a warlock." - Murdoc
"I never said that battlin me, would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfuckin improbable You talkin to a nigga that can split molecules to subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Body-slam two oxes and drop a mule Urinatin rocket fuel" - Canibus
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8818, By the way Posted by Warlock, Fri Apr-05-02 05:02 PM
the title is "untitled." As in without labels, not "lacking a title."
"the malice I use is comparable to a warlock." - Murdoc
"I never said that battlin me, would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfuckin improbable You talkin to a nigga that can split molecules to subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Body-slam two oxes and drop a mule Urinatin rocket fuel" - Canibus
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8819, like me name. Posted by Untitled, Mon Apr-08-02 11:32 AM
no labels fools.
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8820, MUSE vs. LaDeeDeF_99 Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-01-02 03:45 AM
Topic: APATHY
You are a teenager (boy or girl). You live a middle class life, and don't want for anything...except attention. Your parents don't even seem to recognize your existence...and you can count one hand the amount of times they've said "I LOVE YOU"
You've finally reached your limit.
DVS...
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8821, you there? Posted by LaDeeDeF_99, Wed Apr-03-02 11:24 AM
okay...so um like yea. hey mom yes, you're mom. thats right, look over here. okay...so um like yea. how come we never have pizza for dinner? how come we always have to rely on the stupid microwave? so like...would it absolutely KILL YOU to cook once in awhile? yea i know...you're tired. how do you think i feel? i've had to um... walk 2 miles from school. and its hot. and i'm wearing these clothes that dont compliment my butt. and um everyone stares. yea go on, walk out of the room. hey! i didn't really mean that! why can't you just sit still and LISTEN? fine. go away. i didnt need you anyway, i'm DADDY'S little girl! okay...so um like. yea. hey daddy? no, i'm over here. yea. so um, like mom said no to pizza. can you give me 5 bucks? no its not for makeup. ...oh god. don't give me that line. "you are naturally pretty" natural? whos natural these days? its not natural to be like THIS. with this nose. and these ears. and this smile. i blame YOU, ya kno. for this...skin. and mom for this...butt so about that 5 bucks... hey! put that newspaper down. im TALKIN' HERE! i swear, ive got the lamest parents EVER. um...so like dad...why are you never home? is it cause of mom? i know shes annoyin' but sometimes she... she gets that way, ya kno? i saw you nod. you're nodding! see i told ya im right. so dad, when are you going to let me borrow the car? i already got my permit. and um...there's somethin that i've gotta do. i have to go get rid of this butt. ya kno, everyones um, doin' it. and um i can't wear these pants anymore. so like, i've got to get some new pants. to go with the new, butt. cause the butt is from mom. and ya know...while i'm at it.... OKAY! so don't listen to me! FINE! i don't have to listen to you guys either! go ahead and leave me ALONE! i just want to be ALONE! i cant stand either one of you. you people MAKE ME SICK. ugh, i think i'm going to HURL...why do you have to make me eat this? you know it's only going to add to my BUTT. and then you guys will point out...the ZITS that i'm getting. if you guys would LISTEN once in awhile! you would KNOW what i do after school. you would, like KNOW who my friends are... that i have NO friends...that i'm starving but afraid to eat... that i really didnt get my permit that all i want is for you to TEACH ME how to drive that i need more than 5 bucks 'cause 5 bucks CANT BUY SHIT! if you guys would like...stop and smile like NORMAL people. and not be on the phone so freakin' much. you'd like, know! you'd know all these things! and i wouldn't um... have to hide. myself when you fight. and i wouldn't have to um... run to the phone. or take such long showers to cry. and why don't you come into my room and hold me...dad? when i'm crying? you should know! i KNOW you HEAR ME. why can't you do it like on tv. those dads hold their little girls. why don't you people CARE? am i that hideous? i didnt ASK to look this way. i didnt ASK to be this dumb. or be this deformed. why can't you just CARE? and smile more. and give me hugs. like...i give my hugs why cant i lay down and feel like i'm secure? so um, like...i'm desperate here okay? no...wait i didn't SAY that. i said um, so like i want you all to know that from this day...on, or somethin' i want you all to know that i'm SICK and TIRED of being so ANNOYED by YOU PEOPLE! and that i want you to stop fighting and ignoring each other and stop being so freakin' blind all the time. and look around um, and see that i'm um...gonna run yea, ima run one day. and you'll see. just you wait. then you will really pay attention. and know that i'm gone.
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Things come and go. But I will never forget. Never forget. What you left behind.
"It's so hard for me to say this. I'm strugglin to find the right words/ What I feel is past tense/ What I feel/ You just haven't heard so/ I think it's better that I tell you now/ I think it's better that I tell you now/ He's so sweet and good, good, I can't let him go." -Jill Scott
"when im weak, i draw strength from you..."
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8822, love me please...again. Posted by MUSE, Thu Apr-04-02 10:10 AM
8 years of filtered breaths in the air of tension 8 weeks of contemplating piercing phrases to insite dazes and glares of misbelief relief that you're still human and still...
in Touch with Me...
Avarice Pounds Apathy Through Hearts Yearning for
INTIMACY
and yet like flapping doors you pass by Serving Others Senselessly LOSING TOUCH with ME
I snap pencil spines n twist rubber necks for teachers fathers and mothers of others with no demands from my own
HOME
is a place a long to have AT home
im alone pouncin flesh to get attention drawing crowds gettin front seats at detention hittin up parole boards for honorable mention dreams are ending where our relationships won't begin i hate the FKn sista brotha who brags about YOU THE MENTOR THE TEACHER THE OFFICER THE LEADER and MY father MY mother's konekshun to me
ends
it hurts and i am
B R E A
K
I N
G
"FUCK YOU! I DON'T GIVE A FK IF I WAS AN ACCIDENT! I DON'T ...SHT! YOU ACT AS IF IM AN ENTITY UNKNOWN"
like God
so
tears fall like rain as i break walls creating holes for your prides to creep through breakin glass on your ceilings for my hatred to consume you expanding lungs shouting HATE RED sounding sirens to awake u startle u
cuz
bottom line
I LOVE YOU
"and i can't take this shit"
anymore
..
*teardrops*
"any..fkng..more.."
hands touch torsos touch hearts through chests and heartbeats mesh death to flesh and life to hearts creates breath
again...
...love me please!
*******"again..."*******
~MUSE
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8823, ThaAnthology vs. Ratpack_Slim Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-01-02 03:49 AM
Topic: MISCONCEPTIONS
You are a successful African American (man or woman). You've had eyes for a co-worker...who is Caucasian.
You decide to have a date in a primarily African American neighborhood. Explain your experience.
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
........... ...........
TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8824, OH--MY--GOD!!! Posted by RatpackSlim, Tue Apr-02-02 09:24 AM
dvs, i'll GIT u for this...
LOL
what an amazing challenge. (breathes in)
(breathes out) phewwww...
let's see if u can feel me:
let's just say i've never DONE this before but in cubicle 12, in aisle 2, on the twelfth floor is a cute little white boy named Mike. yes, sistas, u heard me, i did mention WHITE but it ain't even like that. he's just a good guy he makes me laugh and he pays so much attention did i mention that he listens to miles and wu-tang? well dang--it's my thang and i do what i gotta do so i think for a minute or two while engaged in a watercooler conversation with the object of interest in question i start flexin' and decide to ask him out.
times and dates and numbers are exchanged and we start late phone chats, pre-date and we startle each other with our vast range of similarities. and he doesn't seem scared of me so i figure it's a good start as any but this is not just any date it's my first foray into the white world but my brother used to date a white grl and she was alright so i say why not but i decide to see if he can really hang.
so i suggest a restaurant in my old hood that we can eat at for cheap cuz i'm not tryin to be charmed by money and i wanna see if he rilly rilly wants to date me. and he says great in fact that's even better cuz i just had to pay rent, so i have abt seven dollars and i was embarrassed to postpone the date-- and i'm like i know yr not broke and he sez we work in the same office on the same floor i make what u make we're economic equals and i hold my tongue but i do see his point and he decides to hop the metro over to my place at which time he wants to play this new joint by some kid named lefrak who he sez is gonna break my back mentally his words not mine but the beats are phat and lefrak has a vicious flow and it was almost cute to see mike's harmless version of thuggin'
so we
walk outta the apartment complex together and it's cold enough tonight for la and i'll be damned if i do not have the coat for it and i know my homegirls in new york wld be like whatever grl but he actually offers me his coat and it's mad corny but thoughtful but i take it for what it is and i take it four blocks later we're at the chinese place and i give him back his coat cuz one good turn deserves another.
and then--o brother--
now believe me i know my body language and i could sense his tenseness when we walked into that chinese fast food joint and he was surrounded by real black folk lookin nothin like the teevee black folk real black folk my beautiful community but once he saw that i wasn't worried he exhaled a little.
but i cld still see that while we were stationary in a spot maginificiently melted in melanin he was still a little alien as much as he tried to be totally down and i do imagine on his side of town where the up-and-coming white folks live i might be a bit thrown off too except i have to do that in his hood everyday and he does it when he wants to eat chinese with his black co-worker and yes this is what it sounded like in my head rilly but the dinner was cool and we talked abt jill scott on the long walk back cuz he started singin the chorus after the second block without his jacket and i gave him a hug and told him to call me and that was that.
and the questions remain in my head as my interracial relationships remain platonic quandaries abt race and culture and economics abt boundaries, hate, and misinformation abt appreciation vs. mimicking vs. rippin' off what we earn vs. what we deserve and i know that mike the cute white guy can't speak for everyone and maybe i don't wanna be the benetton ad and i don't know why i'm so mad or just frustrated but it's not that bad, right? it was just a date...
------- just breathe thass what i keep tellin myself ------- my AIM name is RatpackSlim my e-mail is ratpackslim@hotmail.com thass my MSN addy too --------- Domepome Poets--the Dopest Poetic Prophets...
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8825, from the femme Posted by mindful, Tue Apr-09-02 03:47 AM
perspective.. you definitely got down.. on this one..R.S.. never seen this done from you before.. Off to Anthol's piece now.. *gosh.. this isn't real.. is it* R.S. vs. Anthol~
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8826, Hmm's Posted by ThaAnthology, Wed Apr-03-02 10:28 AM
Hmmm- hmm- hmm- Ah- hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmmm- hmm- hmm- Ah- hmm-hmm-hmm
Miss Mary sits a-rockin On yellah coated Wooden porch swings Sewing time into tapestries Sipping yellah lemonade With a pink straw She hums her life Into psalms
She looks up briefly To see her pretty angel Perfect angel Stroll up yonder walkway Waving triumphant hellos As she makes her way Through the backyard
Miss June and Marguerite Saunter up the front steps Heaving old black woman sighs Singing lawd have mercies And Jeeee-zusss it’s too hot Sililoquies in miss mary’s ear Collapsible church fans Appear from straw weave purses And three matriarchs Sit perched on yellah porches humming psalms into summer/spring fluid air
Hmmm- hmm- hmm- Ah- hmm-hmm-hmm
time walks quietly passed these trees of knowledge conversing on pastors sermons uninterrupted by Ronnie and the fellahs who stand near the old telephone pole conjuring spirits of winos past through thick yellah eyes
they tread softly ‘round miss mary and her group of thickly feathered swans so as not to cause a ruffle in their tail feathers
Cream walks in fine lined suit To miss mary’s porch Starch becomes baked in two Vertebrae Standing them upright All wanting to know Why cream has come To miss mary’s home Perfect angel greets cream with hug and kiss Introducing Chauncey to yellah swings While hums cease And lines crease foreheads of Chocolate foundations
Angel walks away with halo Half-cocked As two out of three mothers see Imperfection For the first time
“That’s the problem with these gurls” Sighs miss june Through pomade thick skies “They eyes see the prize But they backs is weak”
“Too hard to help a black man lost Find his way through evergreen forests And Thunderbird dreams” She says rocking
“Git some college, Gits you a job that pays more than welfare And find you a white boy” Says Marguerite Chiming in Like choir rehearsal At Pastor’s On Thursday evenings
But miss mary stays quiet Never losing stride in her patchwork
Well Miss Mary…” Bellows Ronnie Through Nigger slurs Beating roots in his back “ain’t you gon’ say something?”
“I did… says mary suddenly “I told her to have a good time” she says with a devilish stare removing fire from his “That boy taking her to see Joseph her fiancee… He jus’ the best man, An’ if ya’ll knew anything, Ya’ll would git off my block and Do what she doin’ Maybe then ya’ll wouldn’t have to be messin’ with me No more…
And you two… Who sit there like Lawd hisself made ya’ll saints Where ya’lls kids at? I know where they is… An’ I dare ya’ll to mess up my lemonade Bringin’ all that sour Up on my porch” She sets herself right “shoot… all dis hate goin’ on an’ everybody wondahs why we cain’t be free”
Hmmm- hmm- hmm- Ah- hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmmm- hmm- hmm- Ah- hmm-hmm-hmm
And the block lay quiet once again…
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8827, for some reason Posted by mindful, Tue Apr-09-02 03:50 AM
this reminded me of The Color Purple (you know that's my favorite movie).. :-)
they tread softly ‘round miss mary and her group of thickly feathered swans so as not to cause a ruffle in their tail feathers
Cream walks in fine lined suit To miss mary’s porch Starch becomes baked in two Vertebrae Standing them upright All wanting to know Why cream has come
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"he's my list of dreams."
what turns you on? checks that clear ©HotThyng76
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8828, The "UP" Folder Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-01-02 07:25 AM
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
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TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8829, up n/m Posted by DivineVersatile, Tue Apr-02-02 03:04 AM
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
........... ...........
TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8830, RE: u mean up like this? n/m Posted by RatpackSlim, Thu Apr-04-02 07:20 AM
------- just breathe thass what i keep tellin myself ------- my AIM name is RatpackSlim my e-mail is ratpackslim@hotmail.com thass my MSN addy too --------- Domepome Poets--the Dopest Poetic Prophets...
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8831, up agin up agin Posted by RatpackSlim, Thu Apr-04-02 08:51 PM
------- just breathe thass what i keep tellin myself ------- my AIM name is RatpackSlim my e-mail is ratpackslim@hotmail.com thass my MSN addy too --------- Domepome Poets--the Dopest Poetic Prophets...
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8832, Up motherbitches! Posted by Warlock, Sat Apr-06-02 05:25 PM
"the malice I use is comparable to a warlock." - Murdoc
"I never said that battlin me, would be impossible I just think it's highly motherfuckin improbable You talkin to a nigga that can split molecules to subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Body-slam two oxes and drop a mule Urinatin rocket fuel" - Canibus
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8833, up urs... Posted by DanjaRuss, Sun Apr-07-02 01:52 PM
~respectfully..of course~ }> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "..Time stands still to tie its shoelaces"- DanjaRuss
"..Time will tell..f/king snitch that it is!"-DanjaRuss
"..girl..lead my inspiration, and I will never leave you"-Gregory Isaacs
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8834, Up for votes!! Posted by DivineVersatile, Mon Apr-08-02 04:38 AM
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
........... ...........
TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8835, LAST DAY TO VOTE!! n/m Posted by DivineVersatile, Wed Apr-10-02 01:59 AM
************************************ "Our nubile Latin friend is about to play the crying game" (c) Pete
"go find your father and rape a hug out of him or something...." (c) Raina
"Y'all got me feeling like I'm the Trix Rabbit of Boots" (c) DVS
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TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8836, DEADLINE IS FRIDAY, APRIL 5TH n/m Posted by DivineVersatile, Tue Apr-02-02 01:18 PM
DVS...
Yes....that DVS.
Yeah...the one you've heard about...
Uh huh...yeah...I've bought all of your albums too...
........... ...........
TAZ HATE WATER!!
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8837, ^^ Posted by ThaAnthology, Mon Apr-08-02 08:48 AM
**********Mad Love to The Sigs**********
DomePomePoets- We live the word and love the word...as it should be.
"poetry to me is like dreaming- everyones got a different interpretation- and that's a pretty cool thing" -Guerilla Love
"Sister, I love you, and please don't complain about stomach aches after you chose to eat bad apples. I've planted a tree if you can wait for it to bear fruit." -Barefoot Aquarian
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8838, *cough* Posted by mindful, Tue Apr-09-02 11:10 AM
up~ __________________________
"he's my list of dreams."
tornadoes can't kill everything ©ThaHigher
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