Bruce Paula Michael Maya

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 … Continue reading Bruce Paula Michael Maya

dis tew much

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. Silly. 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? Continue reading dis tew much

“I was wondering…”

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 … Continue reading “I was wondering…”


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? Source 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. Continue reading Harlem

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 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 … Continue reading Papoose Alphabetical Slaughter Part II Z to A (2013)

Still I Rise – Maya Angelou

Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirtBut 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 wellsPumping 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 minesDiggin’ in my own … Continue reading Still I Rise – Maya Angelou