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I was going through a box that had some old photos from high-school and I came across my old poetry book. WOW! The memories! I was so heavy into poetry back then. I remember one of my old classmates from middle school said to me: "I wouldn't be surprised if you turned out to be a rapper". Nah! I don't think I could ever get into hip-hop/rap. It's too loaded with garbage now. However, there was a poem which I wrote when I was 14 that grabbed my attention as I was flipping through the pages and reminiscing. I was so great with word play back then. I underestimated my talent because to me, it wasn't that big of a deal. My attitude was; so what I could free style. So what I could put words together and make it sound "dope". To me, it was just something I could do. To me, it was a gift and a curse all at the same time because people started to expect it from me. I didn't truly understand what kind of gift I had until I performed a poem that I wrote in 10th grade called "Why Tyrone Can't Read". Being up on that stage and hearing my friends as well as people who had never seen me before a day in their life, cheer for me and then being the only one to get a standing ovation let me know that I had talent and I could go much further than the notebook I carried around with my poetry. But here is one "for the books" so to speak. I hope you enjoy
A Time to See
Have you ever took the time to understand the reality of society?
The individuality of a woman's personality,
A strong man trying to control his sexuality,
Black people coming up in the world of technology?
But instead my people are blind
And don't take the time to recognize
The strength in the minds of both you and I
It's a time to see...
Us walking in the shadows of hell's hottest fires,
Searching in ourselves to find that true desire.
Putting our lives on the line so that we can inspire,
That decreasing generation on a real live wire.
Do the right thing so your purpose in life doesn't expire.
Let the truth be in YOU instead of YOU being the LIAR.
It's about time to see...
That cause and effect in your life is your own,
Step up to the plate, take charge of your throne.
If you see a homeless man, it won't hurt to throw him a bone.
Instead of abortion, keep your babies, bring them home.
Nobody in this world or in life should be alone.
But if you can't respect your mother, then you need to be on your own.
So open your eyes and SEE!
I think of all of the poems I wrote in high school before I suffered a ten year writers block, the one above is my favorite. I have not written a poem in so long but hopefully one day, when I am just sitting down without the daily hustle and bustle, chasing after my children (lol) breaking up fights between them, cooking and cleaning, I will be able to pick up where I left off. I wrote that when I was 14. Imagine what I could do now... Thanks for reading folks. PEACE!!!Read More