Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | July 24, 2009

Knowhatimsayin’ Jack

As the beat plays back, I remember a time
sitting in classroom, with my favorite nursery rhyme.
But as time moves on, the rhyme changed a bit,
I wish I go back, when I didn’t have to deal with this shit.

Jack be nimble, jack be quick.
Jack jumped over a candle stick.
Jack was smart and Jack was strong,
but he didn’t have the tools to carry on.
Jack was stuck, he was left behind.
Only two options left, boot camp or prison time.

Its sad to say, but I’m afraid its true.
Jack is just an example of these unlucky few.
Excuse me a moment, let me take that back.
Its more like thousands, just like jack.

Jack be nimble, jack be quick.
Jack jumped over a candle stick.
Jack was smart and Jack was strong,
but he didn’t have the tools to carry on.
Jack was stuck, he was left behind.
Only two options left, boot camp or prison time.

This goes out to all of those who have lost faith in this generation;
for those who believe that we don’t care.
Truth of the matter is that if you ask any one of us what we fear most,
it won’t be dying for a cause.
It will be not being able to find a cause to die for.
Put your faith, and your resource, into our youth
and I guarantee change.
Knowhatimsayin’

Written at a Sama Sama workshop.
To a Blue Scholars beat.

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | July 4, 2009

The Gathering.

From all walks of life,
sitting within a garage,
many become one.

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | July 3, 2009

MJ.

Michael was most definitely a Smooth Criminal.
The way he stole our hearts as we glided across that stage.
It didn’t matter if you were Black Or White,
it was just Human Nature
to stop and stare at the Thriller up there.
He was Bad.
He was Working Day And Night on every single album
to make sure he would Rock With You (all night…)
You know sometimes,
I Can’t Help It;
none of us can.
Whenever I hear that bass line in Billie Jean
I can’t help but get Off The Wall
and Get On The Floor.

Whether you were just some Tabloid Junkie
or a true fan,
we all have to admit that there was just some sort of magic within him.
I mean,
even when he would Scream,
“Leave Me Alone,”
told everyone to Beat It,
when all he wanted was some Privacy,
his music allowed all of us to Come Together.
He let you know that You Are Not Alone.
Made all of us look at that Man In The Mirror.

Michael has definitely Gone Too Soon,
but he will forever be in our hearts and memories.
He brought a Smile to all who heard him
and he will continue to do so every time we
Remember The Time.
You know,
we all have at least one.
Whether it was in the middle of your room,
driving in your car
or in the crowd with 2000 Watts blowing in your ear,
when that Jam would hit,
he left us all Speechless.

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | July 2, 2009

Love Poem.

Is anyone else sick n tired of all these -
love poems?
You know,
hopelessly in love,
stuck at a crossroads,
not sure what to do,
love poems.
Yeah,
me too.
However,
that doesn’t stop me from want-
needing to write one.

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | July 1, 2009

To do list.

Sign up for the new session of The Undeniables.
Check.
Finally send in my DKP points.
Check.
Clear off my desk,
wipe cobwebs off my pens
and blow dust off my writing pad.
Check,
check
and check.
Write.
Check.
Every day.

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | July 1, 2009

A new chapter awaits…

Everything from this point on will be apart of The Undeniables: Session XI; Poetry.

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | February 28, 2009

Letters,

You are definitely a lost art. People seem to have forgotten about you. So many get lost in there phones and emails, I bet they’ve forgotten how to put together a full sentence. I know I still have issues with it. But I gave you a shot, and I missed a lot but I think I got a couple on the target. Which is all I can ask for I suppose. Time to move now, but I definitely won’t forget you.

BB

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | February 27, 2009

Her,

I’m still waiting for you. Either you’re still out there doing the same, you’re avoiding the hell out of me or you’re right here in front of me and I just can’t see it. Whatever the case me be, can we speed this up? My patience is running out here.

BB

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | February 25, 2009

Cupid,

Hey again. So I was wondering, do you just work the one day of the year or is this a year round gig? If you got some time, could you help me out. And be sure to bring those heavy duty arrows.

BB

Posted by: peacepoetryprogress | February 24, 2009

Bed,

You are so good to me. I don’t understand why I don’t spend as time with you anymore. I always seems to out and about doing one thing or another, and when I do, I leave you behind. Obviously, I can’t take you with me, but I’ll definitely come spend more time with you.

BB

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