Tired

Birthed from the anguish I have experienced because so many of my friends have been besieged by men who do not value their worth.

Tired

Tired describes the burden I feel as notice how my brothers continue

     to act like young boys instead of grown men

As I watch the pitiful and shameful way they treat our moms, our aunts,

     our cuzins, our sistas and all our other ebony queens

Preaching and sighin, "Baby, baby… love me, trust me, let me get close..."

For what n***a, to slip them that mickey, that fatal dose

Of those hurtful, deceitful, never-ending lies

As you seek to slip in between their warm, giving thighs

 

Damn!.... That's WEAK!

 

You see..., when will you young-actin, sly-smillin brothers learn that,

     the black woman..., our hidden treasure..., whom you choose to berate

As you seek to get your nuts off, trying to make love, f**k or procreate

Is not some damn tool or plaything for you to twist up her insides

     or rip out her heart

How many times must I assure them that they are okay? That they

      are not crazy and don't have to play the part

Of the underappreciated, misgiving soul in all your little dramas

S**t, what would you do if it was your sista, or mama

That some fool either got pregnant, just to up and run out after two months,

Or got beat in the head by some young punk

Or made to feel their beauty was either non-existent or buried so deep

That there was nothing left to do but lie down and take that long sleep!

 

When will you learn that the your ugly words are just as deadly

     to her inner, prized soul

As your heavy hands are  likely to steal her warm glow

You must understand that as a man, a real Christian Black Man

     that your weak, tired a*s methods have gotten on my last nerves!

You damn skippy I am that brotha in her ear letting her know her
      self-worth
Letting her know that for damn sure it's time to kick your weak, lame,
     tired a*s to the curve

But if you were really worried about all that, worried about your stupid
     a*s being fired
Then you would have treasured your Magnificent Black Queen, and your
     halfed-a*s act wouldn't have been so TIRED!