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Disrespect
I disrespect time
Careless I drink and commit a crime
I don’t ask many questions
I don’t wish for many answers
Where can I find
Peace and prayer but instead
I drink and disrespect time.
I disrespect my God given family
I don’t go home, laughter becomes insanity
I blame my father for my upbringing
I blame my mother for not caring
My God given family has always been there treating
My disease of disrespecting
But still I don’t show much emotion for my
God given Family. I disrespect my purpose on Earth
I don’t understand what time is worth
Violence and hate consumes me
But I don’t agree with therapy
Dreams become nightmares
In the midst of the night I pray for life to be fair
Why do I disrespect myself?
I need a new path in my heart, it has to be felt
I disrespect by caring about being free
I accept fate and don’t want to change destiny
Time equals change
A pic of respect in a hole I will frame.
A Helping Word
A Helping Word The pain of someone that you care about can hurt you too. You try to help as much as you can but sometimes you just can’t get through. Still don’t give up; that should make you try harder. When someone feels dumb you should help them feel smarter. If someone gives up on their self that don’t mean you give up on them. If you love someone no matter what you will always love them. My advice I try to give to whoever listens. My poems I write to try to help since the beginning.
Respect My “G”
I’ll give my seat up to a lady on the train if it’s crowded. When on a date with a young lady, I’m into opening the car door for her, pulling her chair out for her when we’re about to dine, or giving her my jacket if it gets cold while we’re perhaps taking a stroll in the park acquainting ourselves with one another. I try to mind my manners and not use vulgar language in the presence of ladies…
Respect my Gentleman.
I’m not really into turning the other cheek, and I take any and every threat seriously. Also, I don’t make empty threats. I’m a firm believer in bringing my words to life. I will protect and defend myself and my loved ones. I’m forever processing and committing the patterns of men to memory, conscious of whom I’m surrounding myself with. The traits of men are a lot like the traits of animals in the jungle… no matter how hard you look, you will never see a lion and a hyena walking together in the jungle, because the laws of nature won’t allow it, and as a man I try to abide by the same laws…
Respect by Gangsta.
I’m on my spiritual journey, in search of spiritual enlightenment, trying to become more in tune with the self. I’ve begun practicing meditation, clearing my mind of everything, finding a slow, calm rhythm for my breathing, and simply being aware. I’m trying to get in the habit of always listening to my first mind, in any given situation. Always reminding myself that He is a part of me, and that I am a part of Him, so there are no limits. Ever…
Respect the God.
Poem: “To My Family and Friends”
To My family and Friends
A deep disappointment I know I have been
I have failed them once again
My family and friends do right, while righteous is all they ever asked
But I never seen the righteous path
I was always moving too fast
To my mother don’t feel bad
I know you did your best
You have shown nothing but love
and all I caused you was stress
“Praise God and He will guide you”
is what you always taught
But I chose the wrong path
so my downfall is my fault
I wish I would have just listened
But now I’m paying the price
Success seems so far away
My future doesn’t look bright
I was so blind to the fact that people
really cared about me and my well being
The love was always there
But I don’t deserve the love
It just doesn’t seem fair
That after all the pain I caused them
they are still here
So atrocious, audacious
my actions seem so helpless
inconsiderate of others
I have always been selfish
But my loved ones never left
It just made them love me more
All I did was hurt them
What do they love me for?
Why do they still care for me as much as they do
I don’t know
but to them I have a lot to prove
I must prove that I can do it
And they didn’t waste their time
They have nurtured my life goals
Now it’s up to me to shine
I must focus on my dreams
Because there is nothing I can’t do
For all the love and support that was shown
I really would like to thank You
I love you Mom
Poem: “To My Friend”
Hey Hey Hey Hey
How are you doing?
You know that I am doing okay
You know just being me and chilling
And trying to do better
And you are the best.
Poem: “College”
College
Most young poets talk about the ghetto
But I’ll talk about college
That’s where I wanna be
To obtain some knowledge
I wanna be out from behind bars
In a college class getting ready for the future
And learning from the past
People think being behind bars
Makes you change your ways
But in reality it only makes you worse
‘Cause there are inmates all around you
With a criminal thirst
We wanna steal, rob and kill
Because we think
There’s nothing to look forward to
We can do what we wanna do
Now in college I can study black history
But behind bars my people are a mystery
Now when I get released
I wanna go to college
Because there’s no point in living
If we don’t have knowledge!
Poem: “Moving Ahead With Excellence”
Moving Ahead With Excellence
Coming from a messed up background where
Boys want to let off shouts and lay strips down
Selling cocaine that is breaking my brothers and sisters down
I done had so many near death experiences
So scared of death now
I been taught as a wild child
Never to back down
To walk with a smile
Even if it should be a frown
Even when I was in school
Too busy trying to be a class clown
Having long talks with my mom
She talking about how I need to turn my life around
She praying that changes come right now
It is a shame that I had to get locked up
To find out that only I can change my life around
Moving ahead with excellence is my motivation
Every time it get hard
I just think of that phrase
And continue my education
Thinking about when I get my high school diploma
How much paper I will be making
When I have a family
I will be bringing in all the bacon
I left bad and went good and left no traces
Hendrix got me on the Novanet
Working ahead, no faking
These tests are my life
Ain’t no time for procrastinating
School is the way I be raking in all the information
Instead of getting paid with money
I’m getting paid with education
Poem: “A Snapshot of Me”
A Snapshot of Me
I was in the fifth grade at my graduation
Inside my school lunch room
I had a big smile on my face
Because this was the first time I graduated from anything
And the last time too
I had on a white shirt and black pants and a black tie
I thought I was the best-dressed person in the room
Even though everybody else had on the same thing
Poem: “My Life”
My Life
My life is great…
My life is surrounded by real and fake…
My life is laid in jail for a mistake…
To have a successful life
It’s never too late…
My life is good
A girl, two children, own house
So taking care of my responsibilities is understood…
My life is about my family and not a hood…
My life is filled with love and joy…
This child that my girl is 4 months pregnant with…
I hope it’s a boy
I don’t want my kids to be in jail for life
So I got to explain to them about
My life…
Poem: “Shame”
Shame!
What is shame?
Shame is when you commit crimes and leave it on your families
The bad names and the conversations people have behind your back
Shame can also be like when life don’t go your way
You can commit suicide or hurt yourself
Shame can be a very bad thing in life
You can get over shame by believing in yourself and loving yourself
And not letting people cause you headache
And not worrying about what people think.
Poem: “All Alone”
All Alone
All alone like no home,
No place to go,
Ain’t no people I know.
I should be home,
But not alone.
In a cell with no mail,
I just wanna drink fresh water,
Deep down from a well.
Poem: “This Ain’t the Rest of My Life”
This Ain’t the Rest of My Life
For the rest of my life I am gonna stay with a positive mind,
When I go home I’m gonna take care of my son and keep on track.
I’m gonna take responsibility for my actions and appreciate more in life.
Being locked up ain’t the worst,
But most of the time it hurts.
But I would rather be locked up than dead any day.
So with that being said, I’m gonna live up to my father’s name
And fix cars, because that’s what he loved to do.