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LIVE Now “Writings on the Wall” Poetry Readings

Writings on the Wall LIVE poetry readings, every Saturday, 7:00 p.m., Pacific Standard Time, hosted by Alexandro Botelho.

Original poems and creative writings read live for your enjoyment. No need to go out to enjoy a live show when you can have one delivered to you in the comfort of your own home every Saturday!

All are welcome and Writings on the Wall look forward to seeing you in the chat!

Poets & Writers:

To submit a writing to be read during a weekly livestream:

  • email diversetv.yt@gmail.com
  • – Include any contact information, business, and/or social media names that you would like shared along with your writing
  • – *Please limit submissions to 500 words or less to allow for ample time for other writers to have their work read during the performance

ME

I don’t claim no sect
We don’t do that round here
My wife and God the only things I fear.
My shoes; nigga you couldn’t take two steps,
Check a ghetto near you, they know my rep.
Been in a lot of major cities, done did a lot of time
Charge it to the game, I lived a life of crime.
Never been a rat I’m a stand up guy.
As for that other nigga he was dropping them dimes.
Took my shyt on the chin cause I’m truly a soldier
No regrets, I’m a man; thug it out til it’s over.
Three hots and a cot thats the sum of my existence
Nothing to it but to do it;
Ain’t no need in bitching.
They say you only do two days
Your first and your last,
Well you can tell whoever said that they can kiss my ass.
I did errday, a nigga wasn’t cut no slack,
Prosecuted and penalized when I went on the attack.
Didn’t ask for no breaks cause wasn’t none being given,
Only goal I had was to continue living.
Surrounded by dope fiends, crazy folks and even a few killers,
Chomo’s & homo’s and of course the squealers.
Year after year this was my fate,
Engulfed in a world misery and hate.
You ask does crime pay and I say hell yeah!
The niggaz playing the game is all you have to fear.

 

by  microgod

THE REALEST NIGGA

This is a step away from the norm,
Not just your everyday poem.
This is the tale of one guy
Who really was “about that life!”
Im talking cash & cars
Drugs, guns, & broads!
Anything & everybody had a price tag,
The money came in by the garbage bag!

But what about the other side of the game?
The part where niggaz is dropping your name!
Telling the cops where your moms live & shyt,
Giving up the spot where you hiding them bricks!
Got caught up in a little
Couldn’t hold his own like a man.
Now, he solemnly swearing on the stand!
Suprise, suprise! Its your best friend!

Now,you headed up state to hug that cot,
Even Johnny Cochran would’ve told you to take that cop!
25 muthafuckin years go figure!
That’s what I got for being the realest nigga!

by microgod

AMERICAN PRISON SYSTEM

The system is put in place
to be against us.For people of color,
America has got no love,
for the 30% of blacks
who make up this nation,
60% of them
make up the American prison population.
If we plead the words, “STOP this wrongful legislation!”,
“the new Jim crow!”,
the “3 strikes you’re out!”
They wouldn’t hear us though!
In an oppressive
morally bankrupted society,
the rich buy stock in companies
who get rich off our misery,
the booming business
of keeping black people in cages.
Legalized slavery
the system is racist.
More and more prisons are being built
with anticipation.
that 1 in 3 black men will go to prison in their life,
a modern day plantation
SO MUCH EFFORT,
is being put towards keeping blacks in jail.
Not much effort in rehabilitation programs.
They set us up to fail.
Nobody wants to hire
an ex-inmate,
with prison on the record
seals one’s fate.,
What choices does one have
in order to eat?
With this system set in place,
they’ll be back on the street.
And just because it’s the law
it doesn’t make it alright.
Sisters and brothers
we need to rise up and fight!
Stand up for ourselves, in unity
and come together as one.
Speak out! To be heard,
so that we can overcome!
Put an end to it all
and no longer be victim.
to the unjust and oppressive
American prison system…

By: Rachel R. Bridgett (2015)
© All Rights Reserved

WHY

Why?
Do we poison
And pollute
Our blue skies
Why?
Do we put toxins
In the seas that wash
In with the tides
Why?
Do we cut down
The trees that without
We can’t breath
All in the name of
Money and greed
Why?

There must be
Another way I sigh
Why?
There must be
A way to save
Our skies
Why?
Because if the
Destruction
Doesn’t end
Our lands will
Be barren
And our seas
Will be spent.
Why?

Why?
Because in this
Day and age
I find it hard
To believe
That we can’t fix
The problems
Naturally
Why?
In such scientific times
Not one answer
Or one solution
I don’t understand
Why?
There is so much confusion
Why?

Why?
Are we blind
To see the wool
that’s constantly
Pulled over our eyes
Why?
Are walking towards
Our own end like
Hypnotised zombies
No one to defend
Everyone following
The same old trends
Why?
I will take the first step
Back to reality I just
Wish the whole word
Would follow me
Why?
Because then we
All would be free
And the world we live in
Will come alive and
For future generations
They will go on and thrive.
by Keely Bryant

TRUE SATISATISFACTION

Feel me heat

 

My personal treat

 

Taste so sweet

 

You can barely speak

 

Not able to stop until I Shriek

 

No retreat

 

Until………….

 

My turn is complete!

 

Then with complete satisfaction. I SLEEP!

 

 

%%%% This poem can be as lustful as one’s mind allows it to be. The truth behind this one is innocent as can be. So get ready to find out what is true satisfaction for me! %%%%

 

 

My “TRUE SATISFACTION“ is Ice Cream. Pay attention.

 

Feel my heat (against ice)

My personal treat (of course I love ice cream)

Taste so sweet ( well that’s ice cream)

You can barely speak ( too cold to talk)

Not able to stop until I shriek (BRAIN FREEZE!!!)

No retreat. (Its Brain Freeze there is no retreat)

Until…. (bring it)

My turn is complete (I eat it all)

Then with complete satisfaction I SLEEP! ( ok, maybe I shouldn’t but like a full baby I can’t help myself!)

by Batmanzwifey