MY DYING BREED (CONSEQUENCES)
(June 14 2004)
MONDAY.....a woman is off to BET's model competition
breakin her neck to get up in that new video audition
casting director scopes her from her head to the floor
"Sorry miss, but you're not the type that kats are checkin for."
From that day forward, she underwent some experimentation
decides to implant body parts and brighten her pigmentation
She became victim of pros & cons of wealth equals poor health
It seems like sista girl doesn't love herself
TUESDAY......a man works himself to the bone
to escape from the projects and purchase a new home
He paid his dues, watched his money grow bigger
while the hood labels him as, "bougee-uppity-nigga!"
constantly judged and misunderstood
hated by those of his own shade from the hood
So tell me what happens as he lives the new route
when there's a swastika painted on the side of his house?
WEDNESDAY........a young brotha prepares for a date
but for the moment he's late, and now trying to debate
a group of sistas surrounds him and points in his face
cuz he refuses to limit himself to dating his own race
He's been involved with girls of caramel and chocolate hues
and when the relationships failed, he had others to choose
He said all black women ever do is complain
It's too bad his mama didn't feed his brain
THURSDAY.....here's this one man who's name is John
adapting to the outside as an ex-con
reflected on life behind a jail cell
no sunshine, no love, no females
applied for odd jobs to build up the status
the chances of dignity boosts him automatic
But all employers label him as a felon
which complicates his chances as a man; so they tell em
FRIDAY........high school athlete is here on the rise
having been in the very prime of his life
dude has it all, personalty,wit, charms
always gives thanks to the man engraved on his arm
a scholarship to Texas U, wouldn't that be a thought?
Yeah, it would be, but his life got cut short
by some young black thugs who wanted what he had
now he's at the pearly gates, reunited with his dad
SATURDAY AND SUNDAY.....here comes the weekend.......
LaTanya found a new man and it's time for freakin
he was the tall Wall Street type that made her toes curl
did all the nastiest, freakiest things he could to rock her world
but hold up......although consenting adults, dude didn't make a promise
to stay loyal to her, Cindy, Gina, Sheri, Allen or Thomas :shock:
when she last saw him, he stroked her head and said "cest la vie"
1 year later LaTanya was diagnosed with HIV
It doesn't matter what day of the week, these occurences happen
in our everyday lives, from the past to today's actions
I know someone hears me, I just have this to share
My breed is dying....and no one seems to care......
This is one of the best poems I have ever read in my life. The situations were so real that it made my eyes well up. It should be broadcasted worldwide how bad we got it....thanks for sharing this.