Today’s poem was written to serve as a rant on the United States present day and history. I wrote and recorded it long ago. So some lines may be outdated. It’s throwback Thursday and I wanted to post this. Some of the thoughts behind the lines is still my true feelings. Anyways enjoy and follow for more poetry.
Crazy:
I been listening to all these interviews and it got me heated
And these people are so twisted
It’s getting me livid
Is our brain restricted
It seems like we addicted to changing the world but never ourselves
Why don’t we worry about being united first?
We came from slave ships to landing headfirst
We get mad when we see another race send us away in a Hearse
But when we do the killing we just put our name on a T-shirt
But 2 wrongs don’t make a right
Neither side is right
It’s time to strike
Black on black is alright
White on black is not nice
I’m tired of seeing this
If a black man commits a crime we say it’s the system trying to keep a man down
But if the man wants to commit the crime why shouldn’t he do the time
What happen to the grind?
Working for what you want not getting time
We have it in our head that we can’t change
But the police can
Where is the stand?
Mike Brown and the rest was gun down by cops
We can’t fight the power if we are not united
We got to fight it
Stop being a hypocrite
We believe what we want and bash others
What happened to being brothers?
We are focused on the dollars
And never on the answers
Who really are the losers?
We kill our own for a piece of paper
Who really is the traitor?
We all talk about the cops bringing the heat
But what about these Negros in the streets
When are we going to break the streak
We are looking weak
They shoot up the city
Put it in a song as a trophy
Act like its all cozy
Then tell the youth not to do it
You say you dropped out of school
What you think the youth going to do?
Every black man just want to be apart of a hood
Like it’s good
Every time I leave the house I got to watch out for someone trying to take my bread
Then watch out for the cops whose trying to give me some serious led
These church go-ers got my head spinning
They always think they winning
But they always sinning
Accusing is a sin, right
So saying gays aren’t right isn’t nice, right
Churches go by this book, they use it as a guide
But what if the world lied
God didn’t even write the bible so who is right
Humans wrote the bible
So who is telling the lies
I pray for Orlando club shooting
The largest mass shooting in history 50 dead, 53 injured
I don’t mean to complete
But what about September 28, 1868, when whites killed 300 blacks
I just had to retract
It seemed that we forget about the blacks dying in the past
But remember the whites dying in America
I just needed to prove a point
This last year got me wanting a joint
I don’t mean to disappoint
We got one of the racist people about to hit the checkpoint
From my viewpoint
I rather be sitting at gunpoint
Then to have trump as president
I no longer want to be an American resident
I thought he got this far by accident
This man is kicking blacks out of rally’s
But still, want our vote
One last note
I still don’t understand this
It really gets me going I just want to give it my fist
Why is the N-word so powerful
It’s like if someone says it we going back to them chains
All of a sudden we are brought much pain
I thought there was freedom of speech
If one word could make you beat up someone then you are weak
If I was white and said nigger
Then I’m all of a sudden a slave owner and your my slave
So that gives you the right to send me to my grave
As a black man if I call someone nigga
Then it’s cool
Stay in school
Cause that sound so dumb
Why doesn’t this get dumped?
And stumped into the ground
But it’s okay if I go around town calling people crackers and honkeys
Damn why is everyone such a hypocrite
This world is so crazy
