Deeper than Spock,
Jams my juggernaut,
Kinetic connection of the dots,
Making undiscovered literature out of lava and rocks,
She romances and converts a lost tribes Lothario,
Lynched by her love strokes and her the same scenario,
Satisfied at the molecules at stake hence the burial...
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Animalistic aggression has us undressing,
I measure meteors the size of planets when led to erection,
My dissection of your affectionate connection
Requires methods of blessing and caressing your creamy moisture of joy,
Our creator’s ploy to supply you with an internal sex toy,
Read MoreHand speed of Ali, footwork elite,
With Tyson’s knockout ability,
Sure to knock you off your feet,
Alter your speech,
With the jab of Larry Holmes,
Constantly tagging your dome
Until nobody’s home,
Relentless like Marciano,
Blows hit harder than a falling piano,
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How dare he tarnish nature’s gift,
Yet more blood is on her handkerchief,
From being pummeled mercilessly by another stiff,
As you go back and forth in yet another yo-yo relationship,
And this goon has the nerve to ask you to take that sacred trip,
Marriage,
Honey if you do that, you must be in a rush to perish,
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You say we perpetuate myths,
But the cots were full of syphilis patients
Railroaded with visions of bliss,
Black Wall street was devastated,
And the miseries of slavery can never be overstated,
Our heritage is slighted rather than celebrated,
The minute a Blackman was elected president,
Out came the racist,
As blatant as ever,
You say “I’m different” because I’m clever,
Again, insulting me with your tongue,
“Oh, he speaks proper, so him we wouldn’t have hung?”
Read MoreStill seen as the scourge of the earth by many,
Your skin complexion treated with the worth of a penny,
Yet you are the queens of the universe,
No matter the poem or verse,
Being a Black woman is far from a curse,
On the contrary, it is the reverse,
It is a blessing,
Read MoreMisery loves company like a crack addicted junkie,
Damn shame when your own blood
Would rather see you as a failure,
A flunky,
Rather than prosperous with good health and money,
Man,
My days are nice and sunny,
Don’t need your toxic vibes trying to stun me,
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While some spend lavishly on vacations,
Others are still suffering
Due to the state-sponsored system of segregation,
You preach patience,
But my kind was,
And still is turned away at every station,
Back when the government was bending over backwards
To provide housing to the lighter shade,
You know, those nice suburban communities,
That led to brighter days,
Meanwhile the darker shade (former slaves)
Were pushed into the urban housing,
Read MoreA Radiohead,
As I’m surrounded by an orgy of sounds from the band that destroyed rock n roll,
“For Whom the Bell Tolls,”
Metallica unloads,
I’m high off the Pixies dust,
Walking through the Doors of a California gold rush,
The coolness of Sonic Youth continues to show no rust,
In the Beatles I trust,
The five senses adjust
To hearing Hendrix make love to the guitar,
Read MoreWhat you know about “It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold us Back,”
Or the cleverly laced tracks laid down by the abstract acts from the Native Tongue,
Well hung on this hip-hop tradition,
My lover puts my pole in position,
Just a smidgeon of Kane, Kool G Rap, and BDP,
No roster would be complete without Public Enemy, the Ultramagnetic MCs,
And EPMD,
I marvel at the multiple personalities of Kool Keith,
The utter disbelief of lyrical prowess from Company Flow, Nas, Biggie, or Jay-Z,
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There can be no love without sacrifice,
Fantasy can become your vice as one ponders paradise,
The stiletto heels,
The poltergeist snatch device,
The fondled furry frontier,
The massaged mind blend egos,
The atmosphere,
The always here even when she isn’t near,
Breathing in the same fears,
Read MoreCaramel charmer,
Lavished with honor,
Pretended to be calmer,
Until I was seduced by a sauna,
Lady was hotter than descriptions,
We made moves like Egyptians…
Read MoreThank you for Blacks killed in their teens
Being a typical weekend,
Thank you for judging me based on my color
Prior to us even speaking,
Thank you for convincing the youth
That Blacks are an endangered species,
Read MoreI’m about to open up a privatized for-profit prison company
Called Hang’em High,
I’ll target the Latinos, Blacks, and poor White kids,
You know, the small fries,
From the poor neighborhoods,
Destroy futures more than any lightsaber could,
We’ll make it our business to lock up your statistics,
Charge inmates $1.50 a minute to dial their seven digits
Read MoreThere is beauty in the struggle,
Which is why I love you,
There is beauty in the struggle,
Which is why I love you…
We are more than just another couple,
And when confronted by a racism not so subtle,
We cuddled in our faith like heaven above you,
Thought out strategies of protest and insurrection,
You fondled my erection,
Way before our life long connection,
Read MoreOn your race I shitted,
Because once again I was acquitted,
For shooting your Black ass well into the double digits,
To us this is business,
We see nothing wicked about how we kick it,
Another bullet erases your ‘young, Black, and gifted,’
Even a videotape of my actions hold no weight or significance,
‘You people’ are killing yourselves (so what’s the difference)
Read MoreI’ll pulverize your insides with this 45,
I’ll tell lies and sell lies like “Russia’s not a spy,”
Aim my 45 right between your eyes,
Who cares if more kids die?
Women claim I abused them,
Nice try,
My 45 defied logic by being voted into office,
Praised by bigots often,
For policies that will send poor people to their coffins
Read MoreIt’s been a while since I touched you like lovers do,
Caressing, then undressing
Until your nakedness utters clues,
Your skin, so smooth like cocoa butter,
I swear I made your pussy stutter
The last time we intertwined underneath the covers,
Flashbacks of when a lady was just that,
And a gentleman had to earn the cat,
Read MoreThis is that trippy, spaced out alien hyper-fuck remix,
So out of touch with these outdated rhyme skits,
That I blew the stereotypical Black superhero to bits,
Damn right I hold up the Black fist,
Legacy reenactments,
The serum is colorless, odorless,
Hard to counteract bliss
With Hendrix chords in the background,
Battle tactics,
Read MoreEvery head bowed, every eye closed,
As the Sultan disrobes,
My poems add life to yet another part of the globe,
I speak bold,
Because my kind is owed,
Strut around like I own this place,
Metaphorically immortal, high as freebase,
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