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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

I MADE YOU A KING……….

I gave you me

I decided to make you a King

I want you to have everything

I need you sitting on the thrown next to ME!

Since the day I became a Queen

I waited for my King

Now you are here with me like I need you to be!

PART 2

I gave you a crown

You turned out to be a clown

My prayers for you had my knees on the ground

Everytime I looked up you were never around

Here and there, this and that to my beautiful face

You brought and UGLY FROWN!

So many tears from my eyes -> I should have drown

I am taking back the crown!

Enjoy the circus you’re nothing moer than a simple clown!

by Batmanzwifey

FREE

If weed could set me free

So, high I’d be

Flying free, because weed had set me free

There’d never be a puff, puff pass!

 

Because…..

Only puff, puff will be to ME!

 

So, only I will be free

I understand that you too want to be free

Simply it sounds to me like you need to get your own weed

AND….. Set yourself free!

by Batmanzwifey

MIND BODY SOUL

I GAVE U MY MIND, B0DY N S0UL. AND ALL I ASK IS 4 U N0T T0 HURT THEM. IT SEEMS LIKE THE M0RE I PRESS THAT ISSUE, THE M0RE THEY GET HURT. U SAID U W0ULD L0VE ME WH0LEHEARTLY AND NEVER MAKE ME CRY. BUT CRYIN N HURTIN IS EXACTLY WAT I D0! BECAUSE U BR0KE A PR0MISE, I PRAY T0 G0D EVERYDAY N NITE T0 MAKE IT BETTER. I KN0W HE WILL BECAUSE I AM HIS CHILD AND HE WILL NEVER PUT M0RE 0N ME THAN I CAN BEAR!MY LIFE,MIND,B0DY N S0UL BEL0NG T0 HIM.IF U ARE 0UT THERE AND C0ME ACR0SS THIS. ST0P HURTING ME N W0RK WITH ME. L0VE ME N SH0W N U CARE.THAT U WANT MY MIND,B0DY N S0UL. T0 L0VE AND CHERISH LIKE IT WAS UR 0WN.0R LIKE U WANT ME T0 D0 4 U.L0VE AND RESPECT ME 4 WH0 I AM N N0T WAT I AM. AND U WILL GET THE SAME N RETURN. MIND, B0DY N S0UL!

I GAVE U MY MIND, B0DY N S0UL. AND ALL I ASK IS 4 U N0T T0 HURT THEM. IT SEEMS LIKE THE M0RE I PRESS THAT ISSUE, THE M0RE THEY GET HURT. U SAID U W0ULD L0VE ME WH0LEHEARTLY AND NEVER MAKE ME CRY. BUT CRYIN N HURTIN IS EXACTLY WAT I D0! BECAUSE U BR0KE A PR0MISE, I PRAY T0 G0D EVERYDAY N NITE T0 MAKE IT BETTER. I KN0W HE WILL BECAUSE I AM HIS CHILD AND HE WILL NEVER PUT M0RE 0N ME THAN I CAN BEAR!MY LIFE,MIND,B0DY N S0UL BEL0NG T0 HIM.IF U ARE 0UT THERE AND C0ME ACR0SS THIS. ST0P HURTING ME N W0RK WITH ME. L0VE ME N SH0W N U CARE.THAT U WANT MY MIND,B0DY N S0UL. T0 L0VE AND CHERISH LIKE IT WAS UR 0WN.0R LIKE U WANT ME T0 D0 4 U.L0VE AND RESPECT ME 4 WH0 I AM N N0T WAT I AM. AND U WILL GET THE SAME N RETURN. MIND, B0DY N S0UL!:)

by Sexyd1va28

MIST LINGERS; Intro by SOULTRAINPETRO67

Met a guy named XnysomX.
Blows chronic. Thx to him. I flunked phonics. Mastered Ebonics. Filthy attitude. Fix it…laundry list. Terror abroad. Bombing sh#t. The White mansion. On the list. Obama included. Housenigga. Clueless. Nice speech tho. Bank shots. Free throws. Wall Street. Suck boy negro. Tight buttocks. Cheeser. Deadly as HIV needles. Laboratory monkey. Measles. Get your hand outta my pockets. Let me go. Open the borders welcome my ppl. Amigos. Hot sauce and burritos. Indigestion. Western classics. Rat race. Last place. Mexicans. Don’t forget the mustard Boss. Smith and Wesson. Blow your nutsack off. Population control is the mission. Race war. Short division. No remainder. Drunk. Wrong lane. LeBron James’ inverted fade. Dunk contest. No winner. XnysomX contains shyt. Who should we blame for this? Funky as a tongue depressor. Pull my middle finger. Pure methane. Mist lingers…

<<<>>>

MIST LINGERS

Cold
Blooded
As
Dry
Ice
Is

Cause
Terror
To mo’
Kids’

Than
Isis

Terrorists

Verbal
Weapons of
Mass
Destruction

Type
Spits

Apoc
Ah
Ly
Rics

My
Arsenals
Likened to
Those
On
Sci-Fi
Flix

Soul
N
X

Da

Un
Usual
Suspects

Da manic
Maniac
N
Da
Genius

Dead
Ringers.

M.A.S.H.’n
All
Siss-i-fied
“Klingers”

Felonious
Ly
HIGH

Y’all
Sum
Reg
E

Misdemeanors

Got da
Munchies

Da Beaat
Eats

Ngaz
Like

Snak
Pak
Chik’n
Fingaz

As
Da
MIST LINGERS

Like
Steam
In da
Basement
At ah
Triad
China Town
Dry cleaners

L’z
Is
Rolled —
Two
To
Perfection

Probably

Too

Thik

As
Two
Nathan’s
Beef
Wieners

NYsom
Got
Shit
Sew’d da
Fuk up
Like ah
Seamstress

Flow’s

Seamless

Walk ah
Mile
In
My
Shoes?!

Fuk ’round
N
Fracture
Ya
Femurs

Mic
Chek’d

NYsom
Wrecked

Hear
Y’all
Callin’ for
Red Cross
N
FEMA

X
Is da
Equivalent
To

11
Afta da
NINA

Bite
My
Style?!

Ya lips
Swell up
Like

Angelina

Jolie

NYsom
Spits
Til
His
Lips is
White as
Noxema

Then
Guzzle
Ah 40

Ah
Old English

8 Ball

O.E.

My
Mind State
Regulates
Wit
My
Demeanor

“Make
It
Happen!”

Is
All
I
Know —
Never
Been
Ah
Dreamer

Been gettin’
Slow
Dough

Before
Tommy
Cole
Pam
Martin
N
Gina

Was on
Prime
Time…

X
Hell.

NYsom’s

Straight
Whole
Grain

Compared to
Y’all

O’Douls
N
Zeemas

As
Da
MIST

L
I
N
G
E
R
S
by XNYSOMX

no parenting skills

I beg your pardon? Well don’t ass me to do nothin..nodda. Nathan..not no moe. A birds and the bees talk. Gone horribly wrong. According to the old ball and chain. Baby mama numba seven asked me to talk to our dark skint son. Man. Look. It’s simple. Fuck a love note. If she sucks your dick, she really likes you. Peerit? Period? When she turns 18, if she sucks mine too, marry her. She’s loyal. Devoted. Definitely a keeper. Capital Dee. Done widdit. Lil nigga talks too much tho. Wasn’t supposed to tell his mom what grown men discuss. Dude. You’re acting mighty suspect. Go buy me some generic cigarettes. With dez last two dollas. Say what? Make it right. BTW..there’s a hungry pit bull runnin’ loose in the neighbor’hood. He don’t bite tho. Trust me. Have I ever lied to yah? Love. …dad
by SOULTRAINPETRO67

VET2VET (MORTAL COMBAT); Featuring BABY JAP

Randomness…
Nevertheless
You’re not new to this.
Gifted Lyrically!!
I knew this at first glance.
I was like “DIG THAT”
WHO IS THIS¿
Googled you…on Moco.
Found out I was the one slow to know.
Where have I been?
Secret writes on the low.
Forever reading
Weeding
For Trueness
Believing..
Words flow freely
Like you’re wounded.
Bleeding.
Feeding the greedy.
Without you?
We’d be grieving.
Missing your word play
The complexity of the things you say.
Allows me to simply
Be ME!!
To reach high for the meaning of free flow.
Stand toe to toe.
Kings & Queens of Moco!
Pimps & Pushers!
Hoodrats & Hookers!
And those Nosey ass judging
Lookers!
Wowed by how
yoU
Randomly move
words around.

Babyj~_~

Oh shit!

Vet2Vet!

Full deck

Hit da deck!

Spit hard —
like My tongue’s erect.

Ghost write some joints —
for you —
N ya crew —
give y’all ah taste ah success/respect.

Mic check!

NYsom twist ngaz wigs —
like OG Bobby Johnson cornrows —
wit berettes…

Every —
Single —
Time —
He spits —
it’s Fresh —
no Clorets…

Place ya bets!

Royal flushin’ —
y’all ngaz —
into ah endless pit ah debt…

NYsom —
30@5 version ah TREACH…

Naughty By Nature —
wrote My name on her kitty kat —
wit ah#2 pencil —
eraser ready —
to erase her —
n NYsom’s on to da next.

XNYSOMX

hard on women

Gud mornin Ladies. Man. I am pretty hard on sistas. Sorry. Sincerely. I swear tho, just want u broads? to learn to overlook the bull. Includin my still living at home with Mama, retarded elf looking, big ears, lil body. Keep it pushing. If u know dayum well u carry yourself a certain way, “bad” words chimply? don’t apply. Career woman. Meeting in breakroom after this goofy blog. Plz brang some vaseline. I got five on it. Relax. Take it like Tyler Perry. The chycken heads are talking back. Divas done got way outta hand. Rest haven, squares too. Different topic. Runnin outta ink. Itz godda be the shoes. ..kb
by SOULTRAINPETRO67