Sy Bryant

Author: careermasteryacademy

  • How Can I Explain This?

    Explain This
    How can I explain this to you
    If I don’t see you
    I don’t know what to do
    I’m lost without you
    please don’t ever do anything
    To keep me away from you

    How can I explain this to you
    Even staring at you
    Through the rear view
    Desperately holding
    Each and every image
    That is of you

    How can I explain this to you
    Eagerly tryna share
    The day aint complete
    Unless I see
    That beautiful face
    Drift off to sleep

    How can I explain this to you
    The deepest throws of insanity
    They lay in wait of me
    Yet I’d risk it all
    Just for an opportunity
    To feel you

  • Love & Hate

    Love n Hate
    Love and hate
    They so intertwined
    Love that I hate you
    Hate that I love you
    The intricate reality
    Of something
    Foreign to me

    Hate and Love
    Occupying each day
    Loving the hate
    Hating the love
    Ain’t nothing peaceful
    It’s just deceitful
    Thinking resentful

    Love and hate
    Filling each minute
    Loved in hate
    Hated in love
    What’s the true lesson
    This ain’t confession
    Fulfillment of treason

    Love and hate
    Yin and Yang
    Night and Day
    Joy and pain
    White and Black
    End and eternity
    Relativity

  • After Dark

    COCO (1)
    It was an explosion
    of sudden furry
    As contemplation
    It engulfed me
    My imagination
    created desperation
    I could not see,
    senses left me,
    All that was left
    was a shadow of me

    That special tone
    on my phone
    familiar scene of elegance
    makes souls sing
    Instant connection,
    mutual attraction,
    eternal bond
    what is going on
    Can barely talk,
    Loving after dark

    Moaning that melody,
    frequency inspires me
    stay on mission,
    need that piece,
    no submission
    That powerful essence,
    It lured me,
    To endless fantasy.
    Fiending.
    Begging.

  • Fist Raised High

    Fist Raised High
    Fist raised high
    The current solidarity
    Beyond anything
    I have ever seen
    People that look like me
    People that don’t
    Standing for a remedy
    There is so much
    That I want for us
    But on this Juneteenth
    I just need opportunity

    I just need opportunity
    One day to walk free
    Void of the anticipation
    That law enforcement
    Will execute my death penalty
    While I’m just jogging home
    While I’m just sleeping in a car
    While I’m just tryna to relax
    While I’m playing in a park
    While I’m just leaving a store
    While I’m just earning a living
    Expecting me to be of peace
    While you have consistently
    And constantly
    Badger me

    Badger me
    Since I was but a youth
    Catch and release
    Was such a common truth
    Maintaining superiority
    Every step was planned
    Generational perpetuating
    The psychology of slavery
    Within a walk of fence in sight
    Trapped
    Each and every night

    Each and every night
    The fury yet builds
    No longer have anxiety
    An expectation of being killed
    Watching you intently
    Following in the rear view
    Maintaining my speed succinctly
    I know how you do

    I know how you do
    Lights start to flash
    No siren is needed
    I seen you on my ass
    Turn on the blinkers
    Turn on every car light
    Keyfob on the dashboard
    All windows rolled down
    Only answered what is asked
    Respond to every command
    Speak clear and concisely
    Avoid all ambiguity
    Gun still drawn
    Approaching my blind spot
    Any movement
    And I’m shot
    Pressure is immense
    However the saddest part
    It’s routine
    Accepting the bullshit citation
    I know I’m clean

    I know I’m clean
    Still treated instantly
    Like I’m actively
    Committing a crime
    With all these years of school
    With all this knowledge I was given
    I’m more insulted
    That if I did a crime
    You think that you’d catch me
    I’m on a different type of power move
    Influence the influencers
    Controlling their next moves
    All done openly at midday
    Standing tall
    With the world before me
    Freedom is coming
    One day, finally
    Fist raised high

  • Give Me Free

    GiveMeFree
    Give me free
    No other people
    Have seen such travesty
    Experienced
    Every single layer of slavery
    Even
    Being hunted
    While we are free

    Give me free
    Could I have but one guarantee
    Just want to know
    What it’s like
    To walk and live free
    To have every opportunity
    Where skin color is not a crime

    Give me free
    Without a single chain
    No fences in sight
    I was still your slave
    Now that I want to be free
    Already proven
    Commitment to humanity
    Why do you desire superiority?

    Give me free
    Allow love to propagate
    Seeing every eventuality
    Recognizing our destined fate
    Socially acceptable to destroy me
    You’ll keep pushing
    Until you are no longer free!

  • Prayers for me

    Prayers for me
    William G Bryant
    Grandfather of 7 birds, in his own words
    The king led us to one vision Family for life
    But when he lost his life we lost vision
    What meant more to me
    There was always a prayer for me

    Land is all you got in this world
    You have to defend it til the end
    But in the end we squabbled over who would make the decisions
    couldn’t managed, land abandoned, that was the end
    There was always a prayer for me

    Always have somewhere to lay your head
    Make sure there was a woman to keep you fed
    Wasn’t until I was years in, I understood the wisdom of sin
    There was always a prayer for me

    Strong heralding voice reaching the heavens
    The whole house could hear
    Praying the sacrifices of predecessors would guide me through the years
    Building in me such a worldly view
    There was always a prayer for me

    The lesson I learned is the lesson I give
    Speaking abundant life into my own kids
    Describing the Picasso of their life
    Enshrining in their soul that we only have one life
    There was always a prayer for me

    There were no more powerful words as these “I am proud of you grandson” before and after every single greeting. Each talk. Each walk. Each ride. Each day at the beach. There was nothing stronger than King Bryant, so blessed he put that strength in me.
    There was always a prayer for me.

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Complexity

    Complexity
    Wishes and dreams
    Count for nothing
    It is the work
    That generates esteem
    Yet we feverishly
    Try word for word
    Reaching toward
    Endless goals

    Prayers and Ideas
    Count for nothing
    Expecting a magic spell
    It is like expecting life
    At the gates of Hell
    Yet we eagerly
    Seek gifts
    Striving for more

    Concepts and Nightmares
    They will consume us
    As we slowly thrust
    Through adversity
    Yet you don’t feel me
    So we constantly debate
    New ways
    Expecting a different fate

    Desire and Peace
    Ideology never achieved
    The complexity
    We call humanity
    Preventing reality
    From ever being seen
    Yet we dig deeper
    Hoping to get richer

  • Feeling Free

    Feeling Free
    Feeling, Feeling free
    Feeling, Feeling free
    Feeling, Feeling free
    Feeling, Feeling free

    Peace encapsulates me
    Mind clear and free
    You are there For everything
    Everything so dear to me
    Helping me to be free
    Owe this all to you
    Releasing it all into you…
    Seeing life From a different view
    God blessed me with you
    Now life feels free

    Intimately we bonding
    Our Hearts stay pounding
    Love, feel it surrounding us
    Reaching Height’s understanding
    Living freedom calling
    Imaging common destiny
    Believing in you and me
    Feeling love in everything
    Blessed that you are with me
    Loving our eternity

    Loving to love everything we do
    Eyes opening beautiful view
    Laying here just looking at you
    One tear from my eye
    Feeling the emotion of loving you
    Happiness is filling me
    Because I am feeling that we are we
    During the most impossible of days
    I turned, you were there, just loving me

    Feeling, Feeling free
    Feeling, Feeling free
    Feeling, Feeling free
    Feeling, Feeling free

  • Left Me Hollow

    Left Hollow
    Each day feels more draining
    That negativity holding onto me
    Is easier to release
    Whenever it is raining
    Staring into a cloudy sky
    Life graciously passing me by
    The nerve of me
    Introducing children to this
    My only sanity
    I know they will see a future
    My eyes will never see
    All of the uncertainty
    Difficult to follow
    Left me hollow

    Keeping the same song on repeat
    Not for entertainment
    Just need it for consistency
    That nagging feeling
    Seeing everything come to reality
    That I have always been feeling
    Although I have seen people
    Hurrying about
    Until those shots rang out
    Dead bodies falling
    Unbraced to the ground
    Seen people struggling
    Just to get free
    In all those other deaths
    I never saw me
    What happened to that man
    Somehow became an Apollo
    Left me hollow

    Frozen in this fraction of time
    Lack the capacity and the tools
    To just unwind
    To just empty everything in me
    To just breathe in a succinct fashion
    Ironically traumatized with each breath
    Yet I am the one still able to breathe
    Yet leaving in a state of desperate misery
    Yet knowing it ain’t all about me
    Being supportive of the seeds development
    Watching with pride without any hesitation
    Doing my best not to interfere
    Cause the reality is very clear
    I couldn’t fix not one bit of it
    I can say I tried, but did I really
    Claim to be willing to do a lot things
    But I still have that slave name
    Still haven’t given every sacrifice
    Still here waiting for someone else
    This emptiness is hard to swallow
    Left me hollow

    Then I look up to my surprise
    The eldest seed is leading things
    Barely old enough to drive
    But easily enters situations
    Without a fear for himself
    The constant protector
    With a gentle touch
    Without those seeds
    I would be lost in this world
    The guilt leaving me
    That I brought them into this world
    Knowing that their achievements
    Will far surpass my own
    I will be able to leave this Earth in peace
    With the gratitude
    That I will leave completely empty
    As they take over and excel
    Where I had no remedy
    Their galvanizing aptitudes
    So easy to follow
    Left me hollow

  • Missing you…

    Missing You
    Missing you
    To the point of tears
    Even after all these years
    There’s nothing more dear
    Get lost in you
    Thinking of you
    Missing you

    Missing you
    Feeling of loss
    It consumes me
    Losing all my energy
    Trying to forget you
    Nothing I can do
    Missing you

    Missing you
    Frowned up face
    Feelings misplaced
    Emptiness within me
    Cause I’m filled with envy
    Knowing someone is with you
    Missing you

    Missing you
    Pacifying words use to work
    Now, even those hurt
    Words doing nothing for me
    Cause you ain’t here with me
    It’s cause I love you
    Missing you

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Defeat

    Defeat
    Lightest struggles
    Weighing heaviest
    On my mind
    All the time
    I’m feeling invincible
    Then I felt destructible
    Following the last line.

    Heaviest motivation
    Leading lightly
    Heard this politely
    Everything that was real
    It was really out of place
    Thinking of the possibilities
    To get back on pace.

    Smoothest mountains
    Creating illusions
    Had me believing
    In global evolution
    Eradicated from hate
    Perfect air and water quality
    Worlds greed ended me

    Roughest roads
    Things never told
    Focused on the outcome
    Never a smile
    With feet bare
    Bleeding to the meat
    Lost in shear defeat

  • The Hypocrisy

    The Hypocrisy

    I see things differently
    The Past
    The Present
    The Future
    They are all the same to me
    Feeling them simultaneously
    Living three lives with each breath
    And I can’t Breathe

    Remembering everything that was done
    Seeing the travesty
    So much travesty
    We were devastated
    Yet claiming victory
    Left in udder defeat
    I wasn’t a witness
    But the pictures
    The pictures
    Pictures
    Conveyed something deep to me
    Skin color matters to everyone
    It’s the only way you know
    Who to isolate
    How else would you investigate
    Violence is not randomly distributed
    Targeted specifically
    Perpetuating stereotypes
    Those claiming superiority
    Those maintaining democracy
    That same democracy
    Picture of hypocrisy

    I see things differently
    The Past
    The Present
    The Future
    They are all the same to me
    Feeling them simultaneously
    Living three lives with each breath
    And I can’t Breathe

    Looking deep into this mirror
    Surrounding shadows
    Keeping things in perspective
    I am all that I am
    It is only because of the history
    That was embedded within me
    Living today
    Thinking repeatedly
    Remembering those pictures
    Haunting images
    Blackened body blackened
    Smoldering upon that cross
    Name, wisdom, love
    Were all lost
    Yet these men stood above
    Showing exactly who they were
    Keep thinking presently
    Is that any different
    Because the executions
    They keep happening
    Tearful eyes
    Attempting to wash my sight
    Even blurred so many concerns
    Not even permitted to fight
    Riding down darken roads
    Lighted up, intermittent siren
    Recognizing that blinding light
    Right at my rear view mirrors
    Intentionally to disorientate me
    Protect and to Serve
    The Hypocrisy

    I see things differently
    The Past
    The Present
    The Future
    They are all the same to me
    Feeling them simultaneously
    Living three lives with each breath
    And I can’t Breathe

    Don’t even need to close my eyes
    Dreaming openly
    Allowing the future to imagine me
    Witnessing things I never see
    Walking past people innocently
    No one clutching valuables
    Doors remain unlocked
    People ordering pizza
    Instead of calling cops
    Looking blindly
    With all kinds of disbelief
    This single opportunity
    allowed to be free
    Jails resurrected as schools
    Not a single child hungry
    Overwhelmed with quality food
    Encouraged to pursue
    All walks of life
    Concentrated and Focused
    Planning a full life
    Walking in stores
    Looking over my shoulder
    No one looking back at me
    Rising to a higher plain
    Nothing feels the same
    Even believed I was free
    Thought I could end slavery
    Thought I could change my last name
    Freedom ain’t free
    The hypocrisy

  • Silent Night 2

    Silent Night
    Silent night,
    I close my eyes and imagine sights.
    Insanely seeing things that ain’t real.
    Frustratingly trying to figure out how you feel.
    Losing my mind in make believe,
    wishing you were here with me.

    Silent night,
    drizzle slowly falls,
    wondering what’s happening across the infinity.
    Thinking am I even missed.
    Contemplating that magical spell,
    that would lose serenity, selfishly, it’s all about me

    Silent night,
    I hate you the most.
    For whatever reason you remind me of time,
    distance and circumstances that remove all my chances of seeing…
    seeing….
    seeing,
    seeing me love all that could be.

    Silent night,
    give me strength,
    you are a passing mood that has my mind confused.
    Giving me this wicked fantasy,
    this crazy feeling of what could be.
    Silent night, go away,
    I cannot. With this pain, not one more day.

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Sheer Irony

    Sheer Irony
    It’s the sheer irony
    People conceive of what they see
    Still awaiting the next step
    Not sure what’s next
    We all pause
    Symbolically
    Take a knee
    Throughout history
    Used to memorialize
    Or demonstrate a submissive nature
    And it’s less important
    The action of kneeling
    Rather the action executed
    When you stand up
    When you know
    You finally had enough

    It’s the sheer irony
    That every generation has experienced this
    Called it different things
    Everyone remembers it differently
    The pain of it all
    With some pacification
    Ends a little bit better
    Yet we still down trodden
    Frustrated with accepting
    Every modern application of freedom
    We submitting forms
    We submitting video evidence
    We submitting testimonials
    These truths are self evident
    We were created equal
    Not treated equally
    Still asking to be free
    Yet wondering why we are not free

    It’s the sheer irony
    Praying for peace
    While teaching our children defense
    How to maneuver this systematic racism
    While still being friends
    Messages from 40 years ago
    Still relevant today
    Speaking life into Black Lives
    Remains the only way
    Makes you question the humanity
    Of those that do not see
    But that is the privileged that skin allows
    They do not concern themselves with trivial things
    Your skin is your skin
    It is who you are intended to be
    But when your skin is treated as sin
    It is a marginalized existence
    Constantly striving for a better view
    Even with health, wealth and class
    We stay lost
    Anchored to our past

  • Silently Speak

    Silently Speak
    Explaining it slowly
    To a developing mind
    As if saying the words slower
    Will make the pain
    Less painful
    As if I contain my anger
    The pain will be
    Just a little more manageable
    The reality of anger
    Lives within me
    Now I have to share
    The fuel of these
    Viral videos
    Replaying scenarios
    Over and over again
    You will be asked to
    Silently Speak

    That feeling of injustice
    That humanity you feel
    That passion we scream to you
    When you are on a game field
    That commitment
    From the classroom
    And we are asking
    Everything of you
    Now all of a sudden
    Society places limits on you
    You are allowed to do
    Only certain things
    Expecting Protection and Service
    But that’s only by some
    For some
    And I know all you can do is
    Silently Speak

    Life is hard
    Yet I cannot tell you
    It will ever be fair
    With all the pride I have
    In you taking a stand
    The parent in me
    Wants that better for you
    That better opportunity
    That better life
    That better everything
    Enabling an equity
    Speaking life into you
    Because the reality
    Today is the closest day
    America has ever been
    To freedom for you
    Every step is painful
    The anticipation, the speculation
    Wondering if their collective
    Will allow humanity
    Or constant Police Brutality
    We are
    All that we have left
    Even when you have
    Nothing left
    Silently speak

  • A new day

    New Day
    Dawn is beckoning
    Sun approaching the horizon
    Beautiful glimpse
    The illusion of a rising sun
    Day is just begun
    Anxiety feeding my emotions
    Will I do enough day?
    Will another life be taken away?
    Will I prevent a senseless murder?
    The day is heavy upon me
    And I haven’t even washed my face

    Sun rising
    To a higher climb
    And already I feel
    Like I’ve been left behind
    There is so much frustration
    Every step is questioned
    Will those sirens follow me?
    Will they capture my last breathe?
    What does this world have left for me?
    Doubtful predicament
    Misguided sentiments
    Holding onto just one hope
    Faith will heal
    With this latest appeal

    Sun blazing down
    Hands raised up high
    Voicing a thunderous sound
    Speaking into existence
    The very possibility
    Imagining Justice & Equity
    Will they allow it to happen?
    What will America Need to Be?
    So that we the people can be free
    Lost in the knowledge of the truth
    I learned about your hate
    Read about your conquered existence
    Felt first hand the power of your vengeance
    But I can not fathom
    After you gained your independence
    Why you would rather hate
    Hate at your core
    Evil at your door
    This is no cure

    The sunset
    Approaching curfew
    Thanking God
    For everything I’ve been through
    Just thinking about today
    Did I do enough in the right way
    Was my voice heard?
    Was the mission clear
    Was I able to turn
    One listening ear
    Would God be proud of me today
    So many emotions
    In just one day.

  • Crushing on you

    Crushing on you
    Looking for you
    Like you still here
    Can still see you sitting there
    Just having a meal together
    Bonded in forever
    Every time we talk
    Feel like I forgot something
    It’s cause when we talk
    I’m leaving out something
    I don’t tell you enough
    How I love you so so much
    Thinking about your walk
    Only thing sexier than your talk
    Love that attitude
    Even when it’s really rude
    Need to know everything about you
    Even if it hurts
    tell me the truth
    Something about voice
    It infuses my soul
    Forgetting my reality
    Becoming stronger
    Lasting longer
    Feeling your energy

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • My Eyes


    That look in your eye
    Causes a tear in mine
    Knowing at any moment
    We could be eliminated
    Becoming a name on a Post
    Shutter to realized
    Every evil materialized
    Right in front of my eyes

    That look in your eye
    Straight away I knew
    Silence wouldn’t be found
    Speaking with conviction
    These travesties
    Will no longer happen
    Right in front of my eyes

    That look in your eye
    Filled with tension
    Wanting to solve this infliction
    That only brown hues feel
    Yet people stay arguing
    I know how you feel
    Claiming it’s about all of us
    But you never had to see you
    Shot, Choked, Strangled, Battered
    Right in front of your eyes

    That look in your eyes
    Outlining the mission
    Eradicating the hypocrisy
    Calling out the mediocrity
    Acquaintances pretend to be social friends
    When it time to stand up
    They disappeared
    They have no support to share
    Right in front of my eyes

    That look in your eyes
    Deepened my resolve
    Accepting the reality
    This will not be over quickly
    Knowing Gods grace will keep us
    The time is now to work with us
    Tell me what we about to do
    Because no longer
    Will we allow this behavior from you
    Right in front of my eyes

  • Time Will Come

    Time will come

    To face every fear

    The pain and anxiety

    Continually buried

    Hundreds of years

    Working toward a commonality

    But that never included me

    Yet I give praise

    I have to say I’m blessed

    The amount of diversity

    That my family experienced

    Loving people

    That look nothing like you

    Gives you hope

    Enduring, all we’ve been through

    Time will come

    Refreshing in the day

    Memorials of hate

    Starting to be stripped away

    Seeing statues removed

    In the silence of night

    Hauling you away

    Like the violence of the night

    When you hauled

    So many brown faces

    Into the torturous chambers

    With sirens blaring

    Claiming to Protect and to Serve

    They even elected you mayor

    The lies you kept blaring

    Time will come

    Like every seed planted

    Eventually the earth

    Providing nutritional value

    And slowly start receiving

    That we are of value

    Leveraging every drop of rain

    To wash away

    Every spot of pain

    Breaking through

    Reaching with hands raised

    Just don’t know

    What else to do

    Finally feeling it

    Standing with a silent rage

    Time will come

    Over and over again

    Seeing the fruits of labor

    The original sin

    Living within the confines

    Of an illusive world

    Recognizing the freedoms

    That we claim are for we

    Realizing they ain’t for me

    Slowly starting to realize

    Faded memories

    Seeing people chased down

    Beat down

    Right in front of me

    In hindsight

    Thinking damn

    What happened

    Damn

    That could have been me

  • You Right

    You Right
    You right
    I could have been done it
    But it is hard
    When you
    Go to sleep and wake up
    Thinking about it
    And the only thing
    You can do is dream about it

    You right
    When I’m around you
    I’m focused on you
    Heart beat differently
    When I’m around you
    Catching my breathe
    System in shock
    Begging time to stop

    You right
    I create this illusion
    Causing my own confusion
    Making up things
    Satisfying my own ego
    So I dare you to let go
    Knowing I could never
    Let you go

    You right
    The irresistibly
    It keeps beating me
    Depending on pictures
    When the mood hits you
    Yet that is never enough
    Not talking to you
    It’s just too damn much

    You right
    I could have
    Done it differently
    But if I did
    Would there be time for me
    Selfishly I move decisively
    Stealing time desperately
    With all that’s left in me

  • High in them clouds

    High in the Clouds
    High in them clouds things are just different.
    There is a different feeling, a different way of being.
    Trapped 30,000 feet in the air, yet free as the air.

    High in them clouds the horizon undisturbed.
    I can see the end of the earth. Just glowing and
    being without a thought in this world.
    Limitless infinity.

    High in them clouds thoughts are more focused,
    breath is easier to take.
    There is serenity moving 400mphs without a step to take.

    High in them clouds floating through the harsh breeze.
    Seeing the peace of earth god created.
    Nothing obstructing that peace.

    Copyright 2018 Sy Bryant. All rights reserved

  • Words keep Failing Me

    Words keep failing me
    Words keep failing me
    When I need them the most
    Bearing witness to travesty
    And I start thinking
    Is it just me?
    As I watching
    The pain escalates
    There’s no medication
    There is no relief
    Just because I close my eyes
    It doesn’t mean I concede
    Trying to articulate this
    This narrative
    Seen it all my life
    Yet I still wonder
    What it is?

    Words keep failing me
    When I need them the most
    Concrete jungle
    Will always exist
    Fighting since we were kids
    This infused battle
    Dedicated to prevent my rise
    You are the only combatant
    Claiming I am the hate
    If I become combative
    It just makes me
    Look in awe
    Trying to understand
    What the problem is
    When we were young
    Bullies were never stopped with words
    It’s hard to conceive you will
    Stop when I tell you
    I can’t breathe

    Words keep failing me
    When I need them the most
    I want to talk to you
    But I have to consider
    What’s embedded in you
    Still retaliating from
    Moorish invasions
    Still in pain
    From the crusades
    Claiming to fight for holy land
    All the time preparing the way
    For the slave trade
    Everyone is tired of fighting
    What are you so afraid of?
    What do you think I want?
    Regardless of the path
    You continue to receive love

    Words keep failing me
    When I need them the most
    Stuck in this perpetual motion
    Do I just escape?
    Claiming asylum in a foreign land
    But how safe would I be
    In a foreign land
    Do I just pretend that it is different
    Singing kumbaya
    While you stop someone else
    That looks just like me
    I do not hate me
    So I will never accept
    That hate you see in me

  • A Gift

    A gift
    Until it became a curse
    Remembering things
    I should be forgetting
    These things
    Holding onto me
    Focusing my mind
    On ruthless things
    Preventing me from living

    A gift
    Giving in hate
    Hateful ways
    Making grandparents say
    Be careful out there
    Like we in olden days
    Why is hate used
    In all types of ways
    Love is too powerful to control
    But hate can be manipulated
    In so many ways
    The catalyst of pain
    Stop Brutality
    Every Single day

    A gift
    When I get pulled over
    Shouldn’t I just expect a ticket
    Not sure what I did
    Use to wonder
    What was in it
    But definitely as I grew older
    Needed to be more controlled
    All that confidence I had
    Graduating with honors
    Three different times
    So needed that reminder
    Who am I
    Is more than in the mirror
    In THIS society
    Predicated on my skin
    And its who I am

    A gift
    Receiving it with care
    I’m not my forefathers
    Nothing you can do or say
    Will ever be fair
    I know the routine
    The agenda is repeated subtly
    Promises of changes in different ways
    The perception of ending evil days
    Guarantees of funding
    All these initiatives
    With the illusion to be free

    A gift
    It’s what I claim life to be
    Looking at it different presently
    Feeling so different and indifferent
    Ripping out the morality
    The values and expectations
    Those guiding principles
    All the intricate interactions
    Lost all satisfaction
    Knowing in 9 minutes
    It could all be finished

  • Abused American

    Abused American
    I know I am suppose to apologize
    With everything that was done
    I want you to know that I understand
    You had to do what you had to do
    Because I must have done something
    Something that I should not have done
    And I should have known it
    And I should just expect the punishment
    Because don’t I deserve it
    To be corrected
    To be ridiculed
    Because I love you so much
    That I know you will never
    Do me wrong
    Abused American
    For so long

    Will you grant me leave?
    Can I just say this one thing
    In this one way
    Can I share with you
    Everything that I have been going through
    Could you give me the opportunity
    If I am down on one knee
    If nothing else
    Just to share in my humanity
    Regardless of how I’m treated
    Irrespective of how I feel
    With a knee on my neck
    All I ask for is an appeal
    Is this so wrong
    Abused American
    For so long

    For so long
    Abused American
    That is my true demographic
    Waded in pools of blood
    Angered by my treatment
    When I try to speak the truth
    And you treat me worse
    Claiming I am being sarcastic
    Struck down with every progress made
    Institutionalized driven insane
    Crying out because of the pain
    Screaming because you beat me
    You do not even know my name
    I am only a reflection
    Of the hate you give
    Now that you are feeling it
    You want me to forgive.

    For so long
    Abused American
    Freed physically
    But that didn’t really matter
    Because you know
    It was my mind you were after
    Didn’t matter what city I went to
    Didn’t matter what profession I obtained
    The seed of subordination
    Etched into every last name
    There was no need to strike
    Yet you do it repeatedly
    I do not remember a single day
    That you haven’t killed someone
    That looks just like me
    So I can no longer hang on
    I can no longer turn my cheek
    Vengeance is not for meek

  • Clear to me

    clear to me
    Clear to me
    Plain to see
    Endless destiny
    Clear to me
    Just you and me
    It’s clear to me

    Darkness of the night
    Revealing everything
    Pitch of the blackness
    Bringing Clarity to this
    Desperation causing sanity
    Everything so clear to me

    Hoping in the nightmare
    Dreams, I don’t care
    Futuristic let downs
    Worry intruding
    happiness eluding
    Optimism so clear to me

    Never ending night
    Encapsulated every chance
    Despair’s misery loves me
    Rapture into everything
    Blindly protecting me
    Love so clear to me

  • Opening a new…

    Opening a new
    Opening a new day
    So much in me I need to say
    You keep pressuring me
    Waiting on something I cannot give
    I can forgive you
    But I will never forget
    Every single day
    That my heart
    Was left out of place

    Opening a new text
    Badgering imagery
    I’m like damn what’s next
    If I give you my everything
    What’s left for me
    Cause when I need you for simple things
    You nowhere to be seen
    Yeah, you pretend
    But are you truly my friend?

    Opening a new email
    You laid it out
    In massive detail
    What is it that you want me to say
    I’m still here
    Still doing what I always did
    Even through all this pain
    You keep pushing and pushing
    Like you ain’t blame

    Opening a new call
    And you saying it all
    How I ignore you
    I don’t love you
    the pain keeps me praying
    So what should I do
    When all I can do
    Is Trust that you will always
    Just be you

  • That night in London

    London
    The London lights, center of the world,
    so much diversity and things to see.
    Yet none of them lights are shining on you.
    I don’t need different people and different views,
    I just need you.

    There is so much opportunity and possibility
    of expression and occupation in a land so
    elaborated with culture. But how can I enjoy
    the beauty of artistic metaphors when
    I’m here alone.
    Longing to just need you.

    The curiosity the night invokes.
    The shadows hiding the physical and drowning out the spiritual.
    Day lights limitations become nights celebrations.
    Speaking spells in unfamiliar tongues tryna convince you
    I just Need You.

    Thoughts turn against me.
    Evaluating this situation of uncertainty.
    Got me believing in fantasy and mysteries,
    wondering how that night in London will change me.
    Change us.
    Why can’t you understand
    I just need you.

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  • Beautiful YOU

    Beautiful You
    Beautiful you… can’t wait to see you
    Beautiful you….i’m missing you
    Beautiful you…everything about you
    Beautiful you…i’m missing you
    Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful you…

    Been away for some time
    Although we’ve talked
    Everyday
    Ain’t the same as
    Being with you
    Seeing you everyday
    I’m missing you
    Needing you
    Everything about you
    Plane touched down
    Texted you I’m landing
    Sitting here waiting
    Heart pounding
    Excited to hear
    You’re excited I am here
    Planning it out
    Figuring it out
    We gonna work it out

    Impatience building
    Sweetie feel me
    Desire driving me
    Without you, I’m empty
    Anxiety within me
    Can you see me
    Finally find you
    Thanking God
    I can see you
    All a new mystery
    Every single time I see you
    It’s a deep feeling in me
    Allowing me to feel you
    You don’t know
    How long I’ve been waiting
    In deep anticipating
    So glad to finally see you

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  • Felt It

    Felt It
    Felt it leave
    As surprisingly as it arrived
    Suddenly couldn’t close my eyes
    Tear drops damaging the phone
    Still trying to type
    But my will is gone

    Felt it start
    Didn’t know what it was
    Didn’t realize it was Love
    Grief like a fallen bird
    Straight down
    Not one word

    Felt it
    Expressed it
    Using verse to make it work
    Now pretending
    My will is unhurt
    This awful feeling

    Felt it
    Holding me all night
    Pushing through
    If blaming me,
    gives you serenity
    Blame me for everything.

  • Feeling It

    Feeling It
    Reality just set in
    Just realized
    Lost another friend
    Pain grows deeper
    With each link severed
    Feeling it.

    At least the feeling
    I felt was real
    Cause it feels hard
    To accept this deal
    Life just stopped
    Feeling it.

    From a few words
    Just like that
    You’re gone
    Felt like things
    Were moving along
    Feeling it.

    Deep breathing
    Cause involuntarily
    Something just stopped
    Everything just stopped
    Life Buried
    Feeling it.

    Because Love is Love
    Love is always there
    Tried, and messed up
    Now it’s messed up
    Friendship Gone
    Feeling it.

  • Closer To You

    Closer to You
    This whole mystery, thinking deeply
    There must be something I can say
    Has to be something I can do
    Trying every possible solution
    Anything to feel closer to you

    So many times I under appreciated you
    Believing each day would have your smile
    Watching your confident sass
    Always a quick glimpse at that ass
    Anything to feel closer to you

    Smiles, fill time I’ll never see
    Tears, Slowly eroding your energy
    I would bring you this world, mile after mile
    I would catch every tear for one smile
    Anything to feel closer to you

    Feeling like I’m on the brink of disaster
    Pondering if I was just empowered
    Would that be enough to reach your trust
    Fueling my energy with every memory of you
    Anything to feel closer to you

  • In This Love

    In This Love
    Feeling so in love
    In this place
    That feeling of grace
    Unbridled trust
    Consumed by lust
    Deep in this love

    To the end from the end
    Wherever the wind blows
    Cast into that first strong gale
    Guided into the conundrum
    Following that pulse of serenity
    Lost in this love

    Arriving in paradise
    Glistening skin
    Akin to pure sacrifice
    Forgo all the foreplay
    No other way
    Straight into this love

    Contemplating this and that
    The oceans winds take me back
    Losing all I held dear
    One last tear
    Anxiously being patient
    Striving toward revelations
    Far from being in this love

  • Chasing

    Chasing
    Chasing, endlessly pursuing
    Wanting elusive things aloft beings
    Experiences unmet
    Energy spent wanting

    Chasing, constantly waiting
    Hoping for a different outcome
    Feelings damaged
    Faith diminished

    Chasing, patiently seeing
    Living a tumultuous fantasy
    Life wasting
    Laugh gone

    Chasing, new reality
    Looking, new paths revealed
    Patiently waiting
    Pleasing satisfaction

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