Posts from the “Pretty Poetry” Category

Bruce Paula Michael Maya (a poem about family)

How many kids do you have pop pop?

What’s their names pop pop?

How old are you pop pop?

What happened to mom moms face pop pop?

Where are you going pop pop?

Why are you in that bed pop pop?

Why did you put her teeth in your mouth pop pop?

Why did you glue the baby doll’s shoes to her feet pop pop?

Did you was your hands? Said pop pop

Why can’t you be here to sing after dinner grace pop pop?

What’s God like pop pop?

Is heaven cracked up to what’s it’s suppose to be pop pop?

How many of your friends do you see pop pop?

Did you find mom mom pop pop?

Is she disappointed in me pop pop?

Is my life on display pop pop?

Can you see everything I do pop pop?


dis tew much (a poem about love)

Dis tew much?

Do me a favor and love me unconditionally.

Is respect too much to ask for?

Don’t take me as a joke.

Is the idea of you and I together forever too far fetched?

Jumping the broom is laughable…right?

Maybe dreams are for kids.


Will you love me as hard as you make love to me?

Will you stop beating around the bush?

Is it too much to ask for a direct answer?

I don’t feel like dancing.

Where is the finish line?

“I was wondering…” (a poem submitted by Eric Daniels)

Submission from: Eric Daniels


I was wondering..

I was wondering why people waste time..

I was wondering why people don’t value themselves…

I was wondering why people can’t endure..

I was wondering why some women feel best being degraded..

I was wondering why kids are raising kids..

I was wondering why marriages aren’t lasting…

I was wondering why you on snapchat all day, but haven’t applied to any jobs you been talking about …

I was wondering why the streets instead of business…

I was wondering if yall tired of jail..

I was wondering if yall tired of being just the “baby mom” …

I was wondering why we complain about things we are not willing to change…

I was wondering why dudes wear belts, but still sag their pants …

I was wondering when jealously is going to stop…

I was wondering why reality TV is teaching the youth..

I was wondering how far you would go to achieve your dreams…

I was wondering what happened to queens..

I was wondering why people love being cool..

I was wondering why people won’t say how they feel..

I was just wondering….

#Richoffknowledge #Justwondering

Harlem (a poem by Langston Hughes)

By Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?
      Does it dry up
      like a raisin in the sun?
      Or fester like a sore—
      And then run?
      Does it stink like rotten meat?
      Or crust and sugar over—
      like a syrupy sweet?
      Maybe it just sags
      like a heavy load.
      Or does it explode?
I hope you’ve missed me.
I’m done putting things off.
I’m done procrastinating.
I’m going to do better as a writer, blogger, journalist.

(A poem by #Asheru)

I am the stone that builder refused
I am the visual
The inspiration
That made lady sing the blues

I’m the spark that makes your idea bright
The same spark
That lights the dark
So that you can know your left from your right

I am the ballot in your box
The bullet in your gun
The inner glow that lets you know
To call your brother son
The story that just begun
The promise of what’s to come
And I’m ‘a remain a soldier till the war is won


Papoose Alphabetical Slaughter Part II Z to A (2013)

Papoose Alphabetical Slaughter: Part II Z to A (Lyrics)

(Z) Z-zag-zig Zimbabwean Zambian Zaires
Zodiac zoning Zulu, Zian zillion zapling zillionth zillionaire

(Y) Yo you yeah, yesterday’s youth yearning
You yellow-belly yankee ying yang yelling YESmen

(X) X-rated Ex-African X-man
Ex-leaders ex-clearance X-Malcolm X-Clan

(W) We want war, world war, world wide warning
Walking with weapons we wacking walkietalkies wearing wardens
We with whatever, “what what” wilding wherever war went
Warlock, warpath, warfare, warriors with warrants
Wasting white whine, wearing Wu-wear with wallabes
Why would we waste words we weakening wigs wobbly

(V) Vengeful villains vandalize villages viciously
Vandavere vandike, very violent vicinities
Vindictive vigilantes voicing victorious verses vigorously
Vocabulary visualizing vividly

(U) Using unruly utilities, unappreciated
Unstoppable underdog unequally underrated
Usually unlocking unloading undertaking
Unconditional Uncle Toms unconstitutional understatement
Until undercovers unchain us underhand
Untouchable urban underground underboss, understand?

(T) Ten O’clock Tuesday, Tahoe traveling through traffic
Two thieving teenagers, tailgating, talking tragic
Tough talk turned to tragedy, two teflons thrown
They trying to take the TVs, the touch-tone telephone
Tense, thinking thoroughly, this Tuesday turned trife
Tried to total they truck, triggered the trey-deuce twice
They tracing Tahoe tracks, touching they toast tight
Took two triple takes, then turned towards the turnpike
Transmission thumping tough thoughts thinking temperament
Tires turning, time ticking, Timberlands trembling
Thugacated though, therefore tarnished they tissues
The tefs targeted they torsos, tore through they temples

(S) Scalping sacrificed Samson’s strength, soul slashing
Stainless steel slugs shattering skulls, skull smashing
Street soldier strive stricken since shy siblings
Sparking streetsweepers severing stomachs, side splitting
Silencers sniping suspects seeming suspicious
Shooting shotgun shells shell-shocking shivery snitches
Sending slug showers sharpening shanks, stabbing swine, snapping spines
Sticking stupid stool pigeons, snatching shines
Superior scientist structuring Shakespeare sentences
Study symbolic stars, smart solar system specialist
Supreme species sire since Satan’s second sin
Such savage secret society segregated separatist

(R) Represent, real regulators reflect
Raneesha resurrected, Ran ran recycled respect
Reminding relatives realism really resets
Reproduction reverses redrum, recollect
Reputation rebels randomly repeating Russian roulette
Rugers rapidly ricocheting revolvers rec
Real recognize real rugged renegades rep
Riff raff rara raving raggedy rappers repent
Raising rifles razor ripping renegades regulating

(Q) Quarreling quick, quitting quiet, Quaalude

(P) Perpetrating
Pass punks pushing putput paths
Pull precise pisces, puff, puff, pass
Pigmentation police, prowlers prowling patrol
Politicians plain pig plotted proposals proposed
Politics prepare presidential poles
Persecuting penitentiaries political prisoners prolonging parole
Pure poet plus professional professionalist
Pushing platinum plaques purposely producing presidents
Painting Picasso pictures printing perfect penmanship
Pen/pencil/paper packing paragraph predicate
Prophecy possibly predicted plantation pilgrimage
Prodigy properly preparating parallel pyramids
Pinpoint perspective picking pigs
Picture Papoose popping pataki, pure pointblank privilege

(O) Orthodox opportunist overseeing opticals
Over observing opposition overcoming obstacles
Ounce overlord often obtaining O’s outdoors
Outrageous outspoken outstanding outlaw

(N) Negative negro, naturally nicotine needers
Notorious niggas nicknamed Nickel Nine’s nenas
Nugget necklace navigating navigators
Nonchalant notion notebook novel narrator

(M) Magnificent music making marvelous mahogany
Mashing miscellaneous mockery monotonies
Millionaire moves modestly monopolies
Masons made majorities minorities
Mental molecule measurer, Muslim mosque minister
Muhammad’s most masterful messenger
Militant mercenary merciless
Magazine millimeter marksman, murder motive murderous
Mailing moose money, Mussolini my main man
Mafia marijuana maniac man-made made man

(L) Listen, lavish life living long lasting
L’s lingering lunching lobster, laughing
Lawyers lie logically law library literate
Latex lapdance lover, lust ladies limitless
Long literature lyricist
Lifting levers launching lasers, lollygagging lames loosing ligaments

(K) Ki kissing klan killer, Ku Klux Klan killing
Kidnap kindergarden klan kids kidney kicking
Keen kilogram kilo kitchen kernel

(J) Jewel jotting journalist joyless jam jotting journal
Jets Jersey Jaguar jigedy-jealously
Junior juxmen jerks jump jux jealously
Jux jack jacket jeans jewelry
Jackass judicial judge jailing juveniles justifying jeopardy

(I) Impostors ice invalid
Icegrill, iceberg, igloo ice, I’m Illmatic
Incognito individual illustrating indicating
Illustrious idea insinuating
Informants informing interrogating incriminating
Immortal industry ingenious inspiriting
Ignited ignition intimidating
Interstate intersection impulse impact is innovating

(H) Holiday high, humiliating hot head humbling
Handcuff hastler harsh hollow hovering
Halfwit half heart hideous homo’s huddling
Hard headed, hard hearted, hungry henchmen hustling

(G) Guzzling Guinness government gimmicks
Gully gliss gymnast gutterness giving gunner grip grippling
Glorifying glamorous great gold glaciers
Giving G’s guns gladly, gangstas give gangstas

(F) Fugitive, far from fearful fuck fear
Fighters following far-fetched forefront frontiers

(E) Elevating editorial educator educating
Emancipating, esophagus elaborating

(D) Diamond dressed don dominating
Double daughter-dad dejanae destiny dictating

(C) Carefully creating

(B) Brooknam, big bill breaking
Bedsty Brownsville bang banging
Bin Ladin bombing

(A) Alarming Africans and Asians
Alphabetical Allah, assalamu alaykum

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IDFWU (a poem inspired by the Papoose Alphabet Slaughter)


Pay me what you owe me

Unequal pay

Unequal love

Unequal education

Unequal respect

Unequal in the eyes of the law

Dreams Deferred

Yes we can, yes I can, yes I did

Dreamer keep dreaming, dream for the future, no dream too small, some don’t dream at all

Sweet dreams sweet lover of mine see you in your dreams

Financial Aid Woes

I’m poor, I can’t pay, IDFWU Sally Mae

You took me for all I had before I had anything at all

Financial aid, aid me

I’m wounded (well my credit is)

The doorway to my future is blocked, unblock me allow me access to the essential building blocks in life

 White supremacy

White man you’re not better than me my skin is a blessing you cannot use me with your supremacy you think you’re so supreme American horror story the next supreme you scary you devour the very beings you set out to become white man you’re not so bad said my third uncle through marriage he ain’t blood blood white man your hands are covered in it look at it. Look at your face why is it the same color?

UNITY (Queen latifah voice)

Uniting a people who hate each other

United States, united we stand

We stand on the backs of others who crush the spirits of those who are different

Divided we fall

We were divided way before we fell

We fell because there was nothing to hold us together

Is all lost? I mean, how could it really be?


Unite together

Unite in peace

Peace is the answer

Peace or deuces

Deuces to you

You’re untrustworthy

Deuces to the alternative facts

Two fingers to the fairytales

Here’s a wild idea: maybe we can be there for each other the way we use to be, you know, to really get shit done.

“Still I Rise” (a poem by Maya Angelou)

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Let it die (a poem about a lie)

I was on a mission

It came to fruition

Seems like im enjoying the lie

I try to stay silent

But I still hear me laughing

Goddamn I wish I was high

Mingling and mixing

Stay 3 deep but it’s plus some

We grown now, so no more “who she?” or “where the hell she come from?”

You were there before I closed my eyes but somehow I enjoy you more in my dreams

I know what “they” mean when “they” say ‘everything aint as it seems’

I  swear some shit i cant make up

It’s from the Hart but it aint a joke

No sing songy

Devil dicky

Delicate nigga claiming he’s woke

I dont want you

I dont care

I’ll be called mean before I’ll lie

You’re not as down as you claimed to be

We gon just let that shit die

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