Genitalia

Political and Socially Conscious Free Verse Poetry

Black History Month Challenge

Poem #27

 

With them the

Revolution ends

And never begins

Because failure is not

A viable option for me

Or my poetry

Therefore it remains

Hidden under my genitalia

Because privately

I sing, scream and moan

Just like Mahalia

See, I can't

Condone or own them

As I atone for them

By pretending

That they don't exist

Giving them no reason

To resist my rhetoric

Therefore,

I can't be weak when I do speak

Nor can I be meek

Because what is worth

To inherit the whole Earth?

When they continuously knock me

Down to my feet

I have to resist

The urge to be a preserve

As they don’t deserve

This sweetness

My juiciness 

As they are still

Jamming and cramming

False hope in their throats

Feeding the people things that

Make them swerve

A little bit

As they try to hit it

As the slider appears

To be a changeup but

Really they are throwing is

A curve

Because the slider

Has a small bun

That is hidden?

Yet,

I still feel the

Penetration

As this explains

The situation

Why I hide 

My failures under

My genitalia

See,

With them the

Revolution ends

And never begins

AND

Because failure is not

A viable option for me

Or my poetry

Therefore it remains

Hidden under my genitalia

Because privately

I sing, scream and moan

Just like Mahalia

0200280002021 Nefarious J Dorsey ©

Reviews

[Delmar Cooper]

I can feel the bass notes in this one. I think you have a winner here. Thanks for sharing.