The glue gun to the soul

We survive by the darkest of days,

And live by the brightest of nights.

Sleep with the comfort of coffins-

Awake in beds feeling empty inside.

Cold to touch my friend;

We shiver with liquor

Running through our veins.

This elixir is our coping mechanism

to ease each other’s pain.

We use it to celebrate death and success

For one’s success dies with their name.

Dave clouds the room with tears.

Raise your glass to a man

Who was a father to us.

He made boys grow into men.

As the elixir seeps to my soul

I get the warmth of Mr. Ellington. 

Politics in my Expedition

We puff puff pass

As we discuss about politicians

We grew up in a system

Where the dopiest politician

Is selling hope in mass quantities

To those of the darker pigment.

Dave extrapolates...

To those who’ve lied about changing race

In no haste he states.

Obama can’t move mountains

Unless Congress opens their mind

About the topic of race

We began to exchange the blunt a lot slower.

For conversation has taken place,

I start speaking…..

And in words we dare not mention

We find traces of racism

Repeat in the penal system.

This is dedicated to those who don’t read

Before they listen.

For it’s the document that speaks the truth.

And the mouth that echoes lies from a distance.

Hoping to put thoughts in the minds of my brothers

As we exhale and inhale 

No Glass Slipper in her Picture

I

Brought my play sis Ty to my guy Sean crib

She had just turned 18

Her body ripe with the beauty of an angel

And the goddess of the night

Her skin was coco butter soft

And she had this pure image that would never fade to dark

Tomorrow she would go to prom

She had a thing for all my friends

Tonight she didn’t know it was going to go down with all of them

Donald, Brian, and Jason

Were drink and having fun

Pass Ty the bottle

She gulped it all and it was all gone

Instead of seeing one

Now she’s seeing two.

I saw her flirting with everyone that was part of the crew.

Told her don’t be that girl who fucks everyone in the group.

She giggled and said I’m still a virgin.

No plans on sexing till I meet that one dude.

Little did she know it wasn’t one but four that she would get around to

II

The party winding down

The clock had hit past twelve

This pretty little Cinderella

Couldn’t put herself together

Had to carry her to the truck

Because the liquor had made her stuck

I tried to address the issue by making a move myself

Instead she left the truck

And stumbled her way into the lap of someone else

I chase her into the house

I see her undressing on the couch

Baring it all she opens mouth

Starts kissing Donald in Sean’s house

Sean comes in the room to see it all

He approaches her an began to take off his drawls

Takes hand to her head and place dick upon her jaw

I leave the room for I couldn’t bear to see

My play sis turn into a statistic in front of me.

Brian heads to the room

Says I’m going to get me some too

Jason followed suit

As I sit outside the room

I hear faint noises I didn’t want to hear from her

I hear weeping as if tears occurred

I feel bad but then I think to myself

I tried to stop what had occurred

The smell of sex was in the air.

I left because the scent was to nauseating to bear

I get a call the next morning

Bro I don’t remember what happened when I was there

And I couldn’t find my underwear….

In her voice I hear she’s scared

I  said nothing happened to you

I swear

Trips in the Expedition

Pass the blunt

Drake plays in the trunk

First summer back from school

Midnights were a misty blue

Navy wavy clouds above

All five of us in my truck

David starts reciting lyrics from Thank Me Later

Show me a good time, o yea

Esta pass the blunt!

High school

Reminiscing about how we were cool

Gods we were,

we even ruled

KD laughs don't forget how we partied too

Tunde jokes about who got the most ass

High school was the best times we ever had

Pass the blunt

As for a moment time has gone counterclockwise

And the weed has us in reverse

Expedition's in my Expedition

Stood still but the high is what kept our minds tripping

Smoke clears and the laughs continue

Were high doing silly things

that high bonded us between many high school dreams 

Prom

I

Karma would catch up to me

I made a foolish decision to deny a beauty queen

The night before prom

Karma called to see when I would pick her up.

I had to tell Karma she wasn’t the one.

And I begin hearing the river of tears turn into flood.

This poor girl’s heart I broke because I had my selfish needs

I wanted the more likely chance of getting lucky between the sheets

On the day of prom my tailor came to visit me.

He said the vest wasn’t ready

A delay that was very pressing.

In the back of my mind I knew this couldn’t get any worse.

I received a call from my date and she said I’m ready when you are…

II

I chose a girl I felt would better suit my prom night dreams.

Delilah was everything a man can want

Carmel skin, long legs and hair draping past her breasts

Here attire was a mint green dress

Her smile stole my lips as I gave her a kiss

I was in love with the cocoon instead of what really mattered.

She was worth every Kodak moment I pulled out her.

At prom people envied me for all they saw was who I brought.

Those fifteen minutes of fame

Did justice to my name             

I was excited to see if my wishes would come true

Or this night die with my third eye blind to her tunnel of youth….

III

Instead she turned out to be just as deceiving as me

She was my Cinderella for the night, but at 12

She turned dark. The cold look in her eyes.

I saw the decision before she spoke

In her pretty perfect image

 She said the nastiest things to me which hurt the most

She told me she was going to leave with her friends

Without asking how I would feel.

She was supposed to be my date to the prom

But instead I was her free ticket out the deal…..

  

IV

I felt betrayed, but that’s Karma’s way of catching up to me.

Karma walks past me as she notices my date fleeing away from me.

A decorated grin seemed to strike her face

I know Karma should have been my first choice by the way

As the night hits one I leave into a limo without a date

But find the guilty pleasures of whiskey being passed my way

I take a sip and pass it to my best friend Shay.

Hours later Shay ends on top of me.

V

Karma would catch up to me

I chose a girl I felt would better suit my prom night dreams

Instead she turned out to be just as deceiving as me

I felt betrayed, but that’s Karma’s way of catching up to me.

Blame it on Karma

Am I falling

Am I falling

Head hits dash

Crash!

The sun so glowing in the mid of day

Light headed memories of childhood begin to flash

As the driver in the car speeds off

23G9 LM7

23G9 LM7

23G9 LM7

I recite the license plate over and over

My friends think I’m suffering from a head collision

David shakes me to snap out of it

KD jumps out the driver’s seat to make it look like I was driving

All I can think about is the license plate

Terrence begins to call the cops as I continue to recite.

To think that it was 2pm on the north side of Chicago

Where the rich live on gold and the poor know no home.

Down the street from where we would stay that weekend

And I was t-bone by a guy who hit and ran like I didn’t want to live for a tomorrow

I was confused

23G9 LM7

At that moment at that date I knew Karma was still catching up to me.

 2 days before the crash there was the school assembly about prom weekend

And how there is a great chance of being in a car crash.

Who would have thought this was real?

Who would have thought I’d be that statistic?

After the cops find the guy and we wrote the report.

Me, Dave, Terrence, and KD started laughing till we cried

Because they didn’t know why I was reciting 23G9 LM7 over and over again.