Matter of FactA Poem by ColetteA long one about the demise of our economy
My heart skips beats / pounds
The apex of my heart feels pain / physically / metaphorically It needs some things to change It might cease to beat / before things do
Haters won’t help But will you?
I'm burning from the inside out Frankenstein resurrected me / abandoned me But I'm still here walkin this earth Where else I'm supposed to be?
As smart as I am / I ain't got the answers I'm just askin the questions / gonna have u askin too Til enough people do... the white upper class is gonna rule
We gotta ask / we gotta do / we the meek We wanna inherit the earth- don’t we ya'all? Cuz we sho ain't gonna inherit our share That's my brother's role / my brother / the family thief My brother who don’t care Emptied daddy’s bank / stepped over Uncle’s rank Changed will / collectin signatures from an elderly man under hospital sheets Nursing home unaware of his deceit Collectin pension checks he ain’t earned / money on a house that ain’t his Took daddy’s Cadillac too But hey...I got one too! / Paid cash for mines because I work! / with an ailing body / a determined mind
It's the greedy / the 1% / the white bureaucracy Tryin to play the rest of us like puppets But I was born from the same daddy prick And I got karma on my side / and my people / we The generational divide / the rainbow coalition The yellow / brown / black & tan Furry and feathered too We gonna take care of Mother Nature Gonna come after you like tsunami / Global Warming you The apex of my heart feels pain / physically / metaphorically It needs some things to change It might cease to beat / before things do
My brother won't help But will you?
Wish I could get past all these should be adults Quick sand / suckin down / drinkin much supportin little / not even theyselves In a woulda been man / instead of a clone, canned / sittin Just sittin / like a teenager / in a wasted land Barkin angry tones / directed at angels / angels just restin When u shoulda been payin more attention to ur demons / bitin Bitin at ur feet / cripplin ur capacity to walk / upright Like a homo sapiens / homo erectus
Hell...nothin stands erect Nothin functions normally In dat up/down, in/out, high/low Serotonin droppin / dopamine excitin...but fewer poppin No receptors to grab a hold of either / neither Sho can’t grab a hold of me Move me past them universe / shift If I can't save them, let me drift Cuz they are stuck in strife And me / I / I’m tryin to keep movin thru this life
They ain’t got a penny / ain’t payin they child support Don't wanna work / refuse to be re•spon•si•ble Collectin from our f'd up gov / swallowin all my syll•a•bles
Our gov / where the rich get richer / the poor can’t find they way The workin class / head spinnin / from all they seen Can't afford to eat / pockets are too lean The drinkin / druggin / non-productive / fools Tradin they EBT for what they owe on the street They ain’t got a penny / but they wanna eat They wanna see / what I can do with my million dollar hands Top or bottom they wanna receive Top or bottom they don't give Step off my platform you lost boys I’m tryin to live!
The apex of my heart feels pain / physically / metaphorically It needs some things to change It might cease to beat / before things do
These lost boys won't help But will u?
Goin to church / but where's the morals? Thieves / killers / robbin people of they dollahs Snatchin the life of they loved ones Mamas with nothin left to do but holla
I wanna breed compassion But where do I start? To insight this change / to rearrange The lost souls / they know not what they do??? Know not what to do / with they disadvantaged / or Too privileged life
But they go to church They preach God & Bible / but they never read a book Matter of fact Some of their mission is of misogyny Matter of fact they use their religion to promote their patriarchy / to abuse To be homophobic / to hate To start wars / to make excuses For what they do and do not do God...is their scapegoat / when they fight or steal / to get a new logo’d coat or kicks whatever the media says is the top picks It's all about things / guns / thugs / white collar mug Red / Blue Republican / Democrat / or Bloods / Crips all of ‘em on some Jesus trip, but they still takin sides / loyal to clicks
But where is their
compassion?
The apex of my heart feels pain / physically / metaphorically It needs some things to change It might cease to beat / before things do
God’s children won’t help But will you?
I'm different / but u & me...we r the same And I need a crusader Unity in diversity / I'm delivering it / to u Eat it / taste it / spit it / repeat it Save our earth / save our animals / save our people Tell those 1% to vacate they high throne Cuz those mortgage lenders took ½ a trillion in 0% loans / from our Federal Reserve But won’t reduce the interest rate for those working / and leave them / Foreclosed
Black men / you are not as one dimensional as the media / including BET / have made you out to be You got to turn the tide / you got to deliver some powerful messages Don't let the white man buy ur soul Use ur time on the mic wisely / don’t reduce yourself to an illusion of control
Re-write our history Will you?
Cuz I got a pain in the apex of my heart
I'm The ArtistCG And this Is my poetry Evolution / in progress © 2012 Colette |
StatsAuthorColettePhoenix, AZAbout"The poet...is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images and establishing mental connections." from the book "Uncertainty" by David Lindley I'm in love with metaphors.. more..Writing
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