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A Little Jealous
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Blackness Everyday you degrade
deride
me because I speak
spit
correct English
should I apologize
sorry nigga
because highschool you
decided not to finish
Everyday I pass this corner
you insult me
jealousy
at least I know which one of
us will make it in this society
You call me a sellout and say
I'm a sugar-fag
just because I carry a briefcase
& my pants don't sag
You've told everyone my veins hold
no black blood
Oreo
should I apologize for not being a thug
sorry nigga
You call me whipped because I spend time
with my lady
one love
should I be like you get a girl pregnant
then ignore the baby
baby-mama-drama
I hope me on your mind raises your self-esteem
punk
I hope your dick gets hard when you see my face on
the cover of magazines
illiterate
damn.................someone must have pissed u off i loved the poem
"I hope your dick gets hard when see my face on"
*Forgot a word between when and see
"Everyday I pass this corner
you insult me
jealousy
at least I know which one of
us will make it in this society"
*Seems as if you are a bit insulting/judgemental as well (or the person from the speaking point)
The Strawberry in My Jam
the strawberry in my jam
can you feel it
as we blow Coltrane
Dizzy on the keys
Ella scattin' like there is
no tomorrow
Lady Blue talkin' bout
'Good Mornin' Heartache'
No, no, no
the heartfelt rythms in
my soul give birth to "Poetry in Motion"
therefor it is
and will always be
in all ways a poeticheart
As Etta James becomes the
SoulLyricist she was meant
to be - cause she can see
and feel
the Strawberry in My Jam
As we turn up the funk
in Finland, Russia, and
Asiatu - dropping jewels of
wisdom fealt by the shores of
strawberrylagoon
passions arise infiltrating
logic - signs reading
"Don'ta toucha the thirda
RaiLa 'cause you will get wet"
Dancing the RaChelieChele in
your back yard to catch a
glimpse of the space shuttle
aaron1 making one more pass
before jetting off to Kxcell
the planetary groove of Funk
the Strawberry in My Jam
as we ride down to Tokies
to see Nettajack
laying down flow like
liquid making love to the roots
of earth - can you feel it
can you taste
the Strawberry in My Jam
as be jamin'
blow 'train
blow
© John E. Marshall III
If these pieces are from your personal standpoint, then I admire the courage in you. Thanks for visiting my site once again Raila. It's a pleasure to be critiqued by a Poet like you.