Man Not Boy 24/7 (poem) by ShyPoet 1 on AuthorsDen

Man Not Boy 24/7
by ShyPoet 1 → (All Poetry by ShyPoet 1)
Not rated by the Author.

Save

.. FOR THE LOVE OF POETRY ...
Man Not Boy 24/7 You still call me boy -- Boy Not Man! --- rock-a-bye-sleepy sleepy --- po lil black boy -- Bang! Bang! --- sing Negro sing --- 187�s yo immortality! You put doubt in my lil bottle --- pandemonium�s milk, --- spoiled n spilt --- you try to kill my lil black soul --- and my lil black dreams .. saying --- drink lil Negro drink --- drink what I tell you to drink, --- I say, I can�t - --- �cause its sour milk! Then, you slip me an old pacifier --- egomaniac and ego-demons � --- lulling me and my kind to sleep � --- saying, lay down, stay down --- with yo plastic lilies. You say boy, -- Bang! Bang! --- sing lil Negro sing and stay in your damn cradle or you�ll get twisted and -- disrespected � 7 days a week! You can curl up next to black mamas --- suckin� mamas� chocolate breasts --- lovin� every forbidden drop � --- and say, �po lil black boy, --- drink yo damn plastic.� Twisting mama�s kinky braids po lil white boys -- you are -- stripped to white � -- you contort and moan � -- often, here, too proud be shown, -- your true nature ---- the curtain is always drawn � I say, Bling Bling hypocrite ---- and you say, bang bang ---- po lil black boy ---- sing lil Negro sing � ---- sign on � Hidden in mama�s warm wound, you groan, �cause life seems arched, twisted, sticky -- kinda tricky in that Hood Honey, huh? � Its the titillation of curved black flesh ----- alone be known ----- yo po good ole boy misery because you�ve always craved - lil chocolate, lil chocolate, lil chocolate lil bit of sweet Hood hot chocolate - -- I say, Bling Bling with a touch of cream � --- you say, yeah! Bang! Bang! Even if, you have to burn in Hell! Secretly, you hum ghetto operas Singing Rap, Hip-Hop, Rhythm and Blues � Hoe Hoe this, O my Bro Bro that, Jazz-a-dazz dizzy Till razz jizz da da � is yo motto Yo yawl lil PHAT gurls (and boys too!) - Yo yawl Whaaaaadddup?! You were on the threshold of having soul - Then, tyrant, tyrant, monster, pilgrim You revert back to bad ole habits saying, �Call me master I�m in charge 24 hours a day!� You say, �Me daddy � Me Master of all I survey! � Me know what is best for po lil black boys � (and Honey�s too) Like you and yo kind �� Saying, �Rock-a-bye-sleepy sleepy Po lil black boy Stay in your damn lil crib or you�ll get broken and twisted (due process for yo kind) Every sixty seconds!� -- 24 hours a day!� You say, �You are not a real man� -- with evil, twisted spite, You call us fools, -- with hidden, smoky mirrors � You tie our black hands, -- with slick, twisted tricks -- then you have the nerve to say, -- you can�t win yo damn game Hypocrites! Saying, you're the MAN! -- I Say, Bling Bling -- You say, Bang Bang, goodbye! You say boy, �Its time for yo whipping!� Blood still dripping From yo many sins of tha past � And, I say, �Man Not Boy� And I take all the hate you can give � -- still redeeming my still soul. Rock-a-bye-sleepy sleepy Po lil white boys The past is long gone Yet, yawl still get twisted � Every sixty seconds! 24 hours a day! 7 days a week! 365 days a year! I say, Call me Mister � -- Bling Bling -- sing lil bully sing -- a flea is but a tiny thing yet, he sucks from bigger beasts. Thus, the journey begins � -- from judgment to understanding -- from hate to love -- from here to eternity -- from my eyes to yours --- why let color come �tween us? Bling Bling Bang Bang Goodbye Man Not Boy! My 1^st thought for today: Success arrives when your dreams become the dreams of others. My 2^nd thought for today: Talent is something others enjoy. My 3^rd thought for today: A blessing in disguise is when you open your eyes to truth and open your heart to new possibilities. OR (if you prefer) A blessing in disguise is your awareness. My 4^th thought for today: Haven�t some of those folk who have tried so hard to define me AND YOU, actually defined themselves? *The above text is copyright � ShyPoet1 ~ 2004, and may not be reproduced without permission.*