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I Once Was A Rascal

By W.W (aka Word Play)

 

Yeah I once was a rascal

Cuz coming up in the hood is a hassle

Make it out Boy I have to

Cuz the pillars are fallen

And n***** move in procession

So I’m askin’ the question

To use words as profession

So my thoughts and my words clash

Hear the percussion

Still got a lot to learn

Just say I’m under construction

So in my mind I think mayhem

In my heart it beats rhythm

I try to be solemn

Right now wrong column

Combat with the problem

Or canvass the rascal

Cuz he’s too much of a hassle

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Inner Self

By J.M.

 

Now I’m just sitting here wondering how so many people in today’s society live life day by day without a real understanding of their self, such as knowing who they are or what they’re worth! Now the reason I say this is because me, as a young Muslim man, I was once in society and I never knew who I really was really because I was always living up to others’ expectations, playing the role of my alter ego. But I’ve come to the conclusion that egos come from two things: (A) Fear and (B) Hope. The reason is because a person, no matter who it is, always fear something/someone or rejection (disapproval) and for hope you all know what hope means. It’s self-explanatory. So you know it’s best to know yourself before anything because without having a good understanding of yourself, it’ll be hard to understand somebody else! So look within yourself and find the qualities you hold.

Note: Every quality has two sides: good-n-bad! And learn what you‘re worth so you’ll know what the next person is worth and be able to communicate on the same level!

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My Friend

By D.F.

 

One day me and my friend was walking to the store,

And he got shot

And died on his B-day.

I miss him so much

Sometimes I wish I was with him

But I know everything is okay

And I’m going to be okay.

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Una Amistad / A Friendship

By L.V.

 

Una amistad como la que tú me ofreces

Es difícil de encontrar,

Reconoceré que me gustas

Y me gustaría que tú en mi confiaras.

Tal vez pienses que estoy loco

Pero no dejo de pensar en ti ni un poco

Déjame demostrarte que mis sentimientos son sinceros,

Déjame conocerte ya verás que soy verdadero.

Una amistad como la tuya es con la que yo siempre esperé,

La espera ha terminado

Tú estás de mi lado

Es algo extraño como mis pensamientos son controlados por ti.

 

 

 

 

A friendship like the one you offer me

Is difficult to find,

I’ll admit that I like you

And I’d like for you to trust me.

Maybe you think I’m crazy

But I don’t stop thinking about you, not even a little

Let me show you that my feelings are sincere,

Let me get to know you and you will see that I’m true.

A friendship like yours is what I’ve always waited for,

The wait has ended

You are at my side

It’s strange how my thoughts are controlled by you.

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I Sleep, I Dream, Without a Physical Movement

By N.H.

 

We

ascend up into the atmosphere of wisdom

while the radiation of its light causes us to unfold into

our perfection as a caterpillar unfold from its incubation period

into a butterfly so yes it is we who

can also fly above and leave our rambunctious ways

to pass away.

I SLEEP, I DREAM, WITHOUT A PHYSICAL MOVEMENT,

            I stand behind the podium uplifting the minds of the benighted, speaking righteousness, putting a smile on those who are depressed, motivating the

fools to think wisely.  Yes it is possible so let’s not

become a failure, instead a triumph.

I SLEEP, I DREAM, WITHOUT A PHYSICAL MOVEMENT,

We dwell in peace among each other, we sing, dance,

and love one another as a family, we all have a heart that is huge, huge enough to keep everyone of

us afloat just like the constellation that float among us at night, we are the inspiration out of own

generation, the ineluctable light that emanates the

world to its fullest creation and the torchbearer of

civilization so yes it is we who can make this dream

come true and be what we are created to be.

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Don’t Listen To Them

By D.A.

 

In this world where negativity happens to play a role in your life

Keep your focus on the things that’s good

When someone approaches you with words that are not nice

If you have an ambition to go after a goal that you think you can achieve

Set your goal and you must believe

Keep your mind positive because you are what you think

And know that you can leave a legacy

That can stain like a pen when it releases ink

They say a positive mind is contagious

So why not spread the disease

And know you can become whatever you want to be in life

All you have to do is believe.

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When I Heard the Bad News

By D.T.

When I heard my man got kill

Something like brother

I ain’t believe when I hear

Man I couldn’t think straight.

The hurt I felt

I cry tears in a bucket

when I heard that s***

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Confined

By D.H.

 

I’m confined within a place

Where there’s no such thing as right

The days are always dark and gloomy

Like there’s no such thing as light

Respect does not exist

And violence is a must

Friends become your enemy

There is no one you can trust

Thieves, murderers

And some of the worst people to ever exist

I have witnessed beatings, stabbings

And other things that I’ll never forget

I’m confined within a place

Where silence is considered a threat

Manners do not exist

So you must watch where you step

The tension is always high

So it’s important to stay on guard

The only way to pass time

Is by playing basketball or cards

Getting on the phone can be very dangerous

Especially if you are next

Being distracted in such a hostile environment

Will be something you regret

I’m confined within a place

Where all hope is lost

Depression becomes inevitable

And my tears continuously fall

Is this place really hell?

It’s kind of hard to decide

This is something I must endure

As long as I’m confined

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Nocturnal

By L.B.

 

This is a color that done so much for me good and bad.

It made me have a deep hate for red.

It gave and took so many of my homies.

It gave me a life to live by and to live in.

It gave me a block and a street.

It made me family and enemies.

But the best thing I ever did was give it up.

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Life Story

By A.R.

 

How do I start my life story?

Should I start when I popped out my Mother in 1994

or do I start on the day when my Father walked out the door

maybe I’ll start on the playground

where ears were covered to block  out the sound of gun sound

where a body could be found where I play

and police harass me and friends all day

writin’ my life in poetry is hard if you have nowhere

to start

Wait I can start….

When I slept with the bathroom light on

because I was scared of the dark

or even when I got beat up in the park

because I wouldn’t share my chalk

or how I was laughed at in school

because I wore shoes with no socks-

Sometimes, how do I write poetry bout my life?

When half the time I don’t know if where me and my family

Goin’ sleep at night

or was I going to be alive the following night

and make it to sunlight.

Okay, hold on, I got it get ready to take notes

starting at 10-

when I seen crack addicts sleep in the hallway

high off the drugs they smoked the previous day

when teachers in school called me dumb-

because of my test grades

So How do I start my life story?

When I can start from so many places

So, you pick like your favorite food on a menu

until then my life story is to be continued….

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A Time to Realize

Dedicated to the struggle:
It was a time to realize that Mom or Dad can’t do this with you
when you know you in like the wind
that’s when it just begun
when you step in R an’ D it’s either G.P. or P.C.,
A Time to Realize I’m over the “quack”
the place you rode past maybe a thousand time,
A time to realize damn I ain’t got no money for a paid lawyer
funds was tight out there.
A Time to realize is that broad that you was saving
going to be there for you an’ do a Bid with you,
A Time to realize I’m ‘bout to get this or that many years,
A Time to realize you can get all the visits, phone time and letters
but when I get out the feds it might halt
A Time to realize I can get shipped to a low, medium, medium high or USP
A Time to realize I can end up anywhere around the world and know no one
A Time to realize I got to get my s*** together an’ focus on my case
and stop chasing that broad an’ forget about my men
and prepare to go take the sentence like a man
and rebound and make something out of it
A Time to realize

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Untitled (Sometimes)

Sometimes I just want to cry
Put my pride to the side
And just hide
Tired of living a lie
But this once lie has got me by
Tho I walk thru the valley of
The shadow of death
I close my eyes and hold my breath
I chase demons and play tag
With the devil
The grave that’s dug
I dug with my own shovel
I wish I would have listened
A real long time ago
That way I would know
The path I’m hidin’ down
Is not the right path to go
So what do I do now?
Hands together, knees on the ground
Today I would make a change
Because today is a new day
And now I know
Where there is a will
There is a way

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