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Poetic Politicking Table of contents
Poem1. The motivation
Poem2. Beautifully broken
Poem3. Monster in my closet
Poem4. Pimping our babies
Poem5. Domestic insanity
Poem6. Food 4 thought
Poem7. Know no good
Poem8. Hater parade
Poem9. Stay true
Poem10. Survival of the realest
Poem11. In the mirror
Poem12. Amerikkka
Poem13. I’m ghetto
Poem14. Hustler
Poem15. Dreams
Poem16. Believe in me
Poem17. Making moves
Poem18. Never give up
Poem19. My blatant disrespect
Poem20. Guilty pleasure
Poem21. Love
Poem22. Just 4 today
Poem23. Smile
Poem 25.I can
Poem26. Skin deep
Poem27. Shit happens
Poem28. 4play
Poem29. Tramp
Poem30. Stereotypes
Poem 31.Scandalous
Poem32. Jealous bitches
Poem33. Got me thinking
Poem34.In the name of Jesus
Poem35. Alone
The motivation
Life is a movie play your part from beginning to the end finish what you start
When the light turns dark find a way to shine just keep moving forward leaving the past behind
Blind cant lead the blind become your own leader be good at what you do rather its mathematics or a fluently reader
Cheaters never prosper they end up settling for less with the mentality of grasshoppers instead of the best
Fly like an eagle by hanging around prosperous people to elevate your status and become one of the greatest established
Work hard every day no matter what the pay you can always get promoted if you stay focus and know how to play
The game is thick stick to the script because haters come a dime a dozen when you stacking up chips
Stay ten steps ahead be prepared for the worst a wise woman told me to always put God first.
If you bend and don’t break then that means you are beautifully broken why should you be embarrassed by the sculpting and scolding
Look inside of yourself and see the treasure you are holding that shiny token of a few words spoken is a revelation unfolding
Even though you may fall remember that rubber bounces back like a basketball just stand tall even when your back is against the wall
Stop complaining and start thinking then the naysayers will wonder how you prevented your boat from sinking
Simply smile and say to the doubters that God is good and he has all power when you begin to flourish in new endeavors like flowers
This might leave a sour taste in their mouth but if you want to be happy there is no easy way out
Shout to the mountain top until you see some progress no one has a smooth sailing without a little rebellion in their success
You’re not failing you’re flying the inner eagle is trying flapping its wings propelling to different heights like skydiving
Whoosh through the fears, tears, and stagnated years embrace the new you and let your enemies be of good cheer
There’s still hope don’t give up on your blessing and hold on tight to it like a rope
In due season you will reap for every effort you have sown and you will see how much you have grown if you let go and let God sit on the throne.
There’s a monster in my closet and his name is “Past” he caught up with me to tell me a few jokes but funny thing is I didn’t laugh
No conversation just subliminal shots aimed at my back like a coward committing a horrible violent act
I tried to tell him I “Changed” but my misery became his game and when I wouldn’t play by the rules he told people I was mentally insane
That monster in my closet is yearning to break out its like Pandora’s Box filled with flesh with a lying tongue in its mouth
Screams from this wandering ghost with no time in the hourglass to compensate for the pain not even close to a million dollar stash
My sins are kicking me in the ass but why do you ask? There’s a monster waiting to come out and he’s clinging to old trash
Feed her death and kill her inner energy this monster harasses me constantly where is your “GOD” these devils are full of mockery
I’m bearing my cross with my wounds from despair the trial of a human being persecuted like an electric chair
I got “Blood” on my hands but I didn’t put it there now tell me how do you sleep at night knowing life hasn’t treated you fair?
I refuse to die and no I won’t believe the lie it’s just too much to live for besides I can’t see through my third eye
Don’t taste the apple and don’t touch the tree there’s snakes in the grass and they keep good company
Sheep in wolf clothes stole from Moses and Aaron but the “Power” of the Most High God sent their enemies a warning from heaven.
If sex sells then we must be the prostitutes if it’s not about oil then it must be the loot
No 21 guns only soldier salutes our troops are being compromised by lies instead of truth
They use the slave mentality to carry out injustice then wonder why our kids are mind- controlled puppets
It’s despicable the way we sell out our own people when it comes to the money we are not created equal
Ask the blacks that were left hanging in Hurricane Katrina fuck FEMA and the rest of Uncles Sam’s ballerinas
Dancing with the devil on his or her way to hell telling everybody else it’s okay to be blackmailed
When they nailed Jesus to the cross they forgot whom he belonged to the Most High God and his judgment is coming for you
Stop killing the leaders, teachers, and philosophers start killing the stereotypes, stupidity, and gossipers
An idle mind is the devil’s workshop it’s not hip- hop it’s that mainstream flip- flop
Telling your kids to be losers, lazy, and crazy then turn around and abandon our babies
This system is corrupt and if you sold out too then you’re just as guilty as these nuts
Don’t be a part of the problem be a part of the solution and fight for change in our Constitution.
When you see my wounds do you stop and stare, or like fuel to fire do you even care? You’ve seen me cry and left me to drown in my tears then got the nerve to ask me why am I living in fear?
Don’t you know I put on a safe face just to hide my shame and disgrace you say I’m crazy I say you’re the basket case
Turn up the radio even the TV show beat my head like a drum the neighbors will never know and oh yeah that black and blue color has got to go
What do you mean? “I didn’t do that “it was only a scratch, but what I really meant to do was hit you with a bat
If you love me then help me with this misery don’t turn your back and leave me in this insanity
I’m not justifying your actions I’m just asking will you stop the punching, kicking, and slapping
No one knows you’re a monster but me your a sheep in wolfs clothes that even a blind man can see
Go ahead it doesn’t hurt just play dead but sooner or later I’m a kill you because I’ve been misled
What’s the use its not abuse put some make up on so we can call a truce
If this is you then I must confess that life is too short to put up with this mess.
Don’t bring knives to a gunfight when you can shoot a person with the truth and save
their life
I’m not one to back bite I rather tell you to your face what I don’t like
I know a pictures is worth a thousand words but what about actions, you couldn’t sell me a dream today because I don’t fall for distractions
The name of the game is subtraction, take away the iniquity in humanity then we wouldn’t have fatal attraction
I know it’s a lot to swallow but our youth brains are hollow and hard to follow
If you’re a teacher then enlightened your students only a fool isn’t prudent
If you’re a thinker then use your mind as a weapon, you are what you eat and it will show in your digestion.
I can see clearly now that the damage is done I can take full responsibility for my wrongdoings because of a new path that I am on
I can tell the truth since I was living a lie I can accept failure because I took the speck out of my own eyes
I can trust my inner spirit for guidance in my pursuit of happiness I found my treasure in my God gifted talents
My passion for thirst in this dessert produces many streams I can tell you how new water is a continual blessing
Lead me to the pastures of righteousness hoping one day my trials will not be forgotten
The good fight of faith that we work from progress towards success is an accomplishment not an option
No third eyes open just me with one token that’s my honest sincere word that is spoken
Jokingly I brash at the trash of my past I gladly lose myself to what I know now as free at last
The vision is what you desire in your heart not the worlds way of doing things simple and in the dark
The light bearer the grim reaper the soul seeker that one uses to deceive the nonbelievers
Get behind me Satan my vision was heaven sent I have no reason to submit to materialistic presence
I have because I ask I know how to do good from doing bad so please don’t make me laugh
The vision is yours no need to procrastinate just believe in yourself and watch like an eagle how you elevate.
You may kick me when I’m down still I rise from the ground I bet you thought you’ll get
the last laugh but the jokes on you clown
You mock my pains are you insane please tell me what do you have to gain
There is no profit in destroying souls you backstabbers remind me of trolls
With nothing to do you wait for my demise I see your true intentions your a devil in disguise
I’m glad you took the time to hate on me my walk, my talk, and my personality
I lift my head up high in spite of your lies you can’t cut, kill, or destroy me with your eyes
I know who I am beautiful and bold because this is God’s plan I’m worth more than gold
No weapon you formed against me will prosper only forgiveness and humility is what I offer
Your shame is shown by my reactions your constant harassment is like a fatal attraction
I won’t break or take your cake like a fat kid on a diet I’m exercising to become great
Seeing me smile hearing me laugh should change your ambitions to be another snake in the grass
You say I’m ugly that’s fine with me but every time I look at you I see jealousy
Keep on hating your work is hard it takes a lot to be unhappy when your goal is to sabotage
Is my grace putting you out of place I guess that’s why you frown in my face?
When I turn my back I see you hawking stalking my style which happens way too often I have a life with purpose to pursue you have an agenda to hate and that’s why you’re good at what you do.
Don’t you know any better? Why are you busy bodies clocking my cheddar? I must be hot or is it the sunny weather
What makes you do those evil things like focus on how I pursue my dreams? I didn’t ask for your permission but since your being nosy pay close attention
Are you bored without goals or desires I’ll tell you where my secret is it’s in my passion and fire
I have the willingness to dream big I have Christ credentials because I am His
My impeccable ideas is a reflection of His witty whizz no need to boast it’s just how I live