The Cave

Let’s talk about the ways of the pastThat keep us imprisonedA capitalist casteThe ways of the systemThey keep you oblivious Living the American DreamHas to mean you’re asleepIf I woke you up what would you see? Living in Plato’s caveWatching shadows of truthEvery day is the sameWhen you only have one view Let’s close the…

“House of a Thousand Pressures”

Do you really feelThat I’m a threat to society? I must have wrote a thousand lettersAddressing this side of me I must have known a thousand pressuresSince my sobriety For so long I thought I must be a monsterConstant darknessIs it neurological or merely topical?Sometimes I want to be invisibleSometimes I need to see this…

A letter to Elon Musk

Seeing the inevitable mind controlOrwell wrote it down and Bradbury told you how…Surveillance for your ‘safety’Suppress the ideas that may be offensiveWelcome to this DisneylandA space where we agree to be obliviousI haven’t seen the future, I live itThe great social experimentThere’s no candy and flowersWhen you could get cancelledSo many walk on eggshellsOr flip…

Common

Used to live outside the lawNow I live on the top bunkUsed to eat steakNow I survive on RamenDon’t holla at meLike we have something in common Do you ever feel thatYou’re barely hanging onto sanity?Have you ever been ostracizedBy your entire family? The Board told meI’ll never get paroleTherefore it’s by my ownIncentive that…

Monsters

“Monsters” ( Originally did this in ‘O5, somehow remembered it) I made my share of blundersBlended in with thunderAs we stop and wonderDo we have a place behind heaven’s gates?I don’t know about youBut I can waitI ain’t in a hurry to dieOr for my momma to cryAs my casket lies amongst teary eyes…Laugh a…

Not so pretty

Ever since I was a teenager people have said my poetry makes them cry. While this is high praise it also narrows my focus. Instead of seeking to open the eyes of individuals I intended to evoke an emotional response. In poetry I use the tools of alliteration, metaphor and eloquence. What I want to…

Serious verses

I ain’t never been anyone’s bitchFlip like a switch if I’m disrespectedCold with the hands don’t need any weaponsIf you need guidance better call the ReverendIf you got questions better ask AlexaRepresent hip hop until they end my sentenceAll the time handed down from benchesPut a stranglehold on the cultureCan you feel the pressure?Wrecking the…

“Craziness freestyle”

I listened to Eminem and 2Pac on the same trackWent from the streets to the pen and saw the same catsTurned on the tube, seen a black presidentThen the next one was a white supremacistSometimes life is craziness…The officer asked my name he thought I gave an aliasI already told you there’s a glitch in…

“A Glitch in the Matrix”

You don’t wanna hear about my problemsSo I tell you I’m doing awesomeEvery time you see me secretly seethingThe prison industrial complexWants to detain me for my life spanMy psych eval says I was a happy kidBut there ain’t any photos of me smilingThe truth is somewhere in betweenThe bullshit the pain and the violenceI…

“Headspace”

She was my worldNow we’re a galaxy apartNobody can understand loveIt’s like we’re living in the darkSliding in space until we collide When you wish upon my starI shine like so many sunsFrom the penitentiaryI see VenusNot focused on the grim faced guns Yes, I do have demonsThey kept me companyWhen nobody wrote or seen…

“Snapshots” (sort of floetry meets nostalgic musing)

You heard the sadness/Seen snapshots of the tragic/Good sense didn’t show/Like an intervention that never happened/Lived in the fast lane/ The adrenaline addictive/ Feds took my picture/Before I was booked in the system/ Dodging informants like persistent Mormons/Thought about leaving for Florida/ New York or California/ Anywhere but this wasteland of addicts and corners/ My…

3:33 December 13

I don’t need your prayers and your blessingsWhere was God the day I got arrested?Or when the judge handed down my sentence?Trying to get to a mental levelTo a place where I can appreciateThe kindness of a strangerThe sight of a flowerOr the smell of the rain…Every day I crane my neckTo see the sunshineLife…