Whispers

By PL

When this old world wears me down
And the darkness comes in layers
I seek a quiet place within myself
And whisper the Lord’s prayer…

I ask for strength to face each day
More fortitude (to endure)
For humility (that I may sacrifice)
And the Holy Spirit’s cure

My foolish pride and arrogance
May sometimes scream naysayer
But when this old world wears me down
I whisper my Lord a prayer…

For protection, guidance, patience and faith
A heart that has no stones
That crooked be suddenly straight
And for heaven to be my home…

When life gets hectic and beats me down
There’s a remedy that I prefer
I don’t rant or rave or wear sad frowns
I bear my soul in whispers

Sometimes I Cry

By DJ

I told a million lies now it’s time to tell a single truth
Sometimes I cry!
It’s hard dealing with my pride not knowing whether to fight or flee
Sometimes I cry
Hard to maintain this image of a tough guy
When deep down inside I am terrified!
If I ever told you I wasn’t scared I lied
Struggling to make it back to society and my family
I cry
I cry for my son who I barely see
Due to these mountains
And me and his mom’s beef
I cry for my siblings who never knew their older brother
Because he stayed in the streets
I cry for my grandma who is now deceased
I cry for my life, half of which they took for me
I cry for my anger and rage the only emotions I can show in this place
I cry for how we treat each other inside these walls
I cry for the lack of unity we have most of all!
When will it end I want to know
Till then all I can do is let these tears flow…

My Cell

By DH

It’s in my blood, the trait of the drug
Sickled wit love for a cause that causes y’all laws
To disease young souljas 
I’m trapped in this nightmare and praying for closure
But then I see nightfall 
Then my environment slowly breathes quiet 
And dark thoughts in my mind coldly creep quiet
I’m replaying the scenes that generations have seen
A past unshorn, while my father’s genes
Fit his boy like compression
Oppression of my bloodline before the Great Depression
My blood cells got invaded by their cancers 
Genetically I’m strapped though, like Baking Soda’s Arm & Hammer
This virus…which provokes mental breakdown 
But rules been that if you get down you stay down 
That’s why I got up with the sunrise 
And pretty soon I’ll be walking across the gun line 
The gun line boss…you tried to lock me in that cell for life
It’s in my blood and my cells gon’ fight 
The hell in my cell 

Life or Last

By AG

Life sometimes unfolds unexpected things
Maybe life was meant to be tender sweet
Or maybe life was meant to hurt and sting
I’m 22 years old from Southeast, D.C.
So my young good men on Title 16
I definitely understand and know what you mean
Survival of the fittest
Chasing girls and riches
One thing as young men we must understand
Our future street goals
Is another man’s past
Life unfolds unexpected things but
We all can expect in the streets
Nothing lasts

Proverbs 13 verse 20:
He who walks with the wise men will be wise but
The companion of fools will be destroyed

Last Summer

By DW

Sleepless nights and endless love
Distractions afar
The summer haze clouding the world around us
Discrete discussions
Fingers entwined and hearts sealed
Chasing dreams of quiet storms and warm winters
Looking in to your emerald worlds
My fears ceased