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 

4 Comments

  1. Lulu on August 7, 2016 at 5:27 PM

    DH,
    I really loved reading this poem! You did a fantastic job of representing a specific mental state. The rhythm was great, I could see it being preformed out loud. Your use of syntax really benefited my understanding of the poem. Keep writing!

  2. L on August 8, 2016 at 3:24 PM

    Hi DH! I love how your poem rhymes and rolls off the tongue! This was wonderful, please don’t stop writing!

  3. Susan Kelley on September 4, 2016 at 11:16 PM

    Your pain comes through in your words. You are not alone. Be strong and believe in the power within yourself.

  4. Rachel on September 19, 2016 at 1:46 PM

    I think that you weave a complicated, intense, and powerful story here. Thanks for your words and your writing. I can’t wait to read more!

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