Smile

I don’t mean to bother you
But please listen for awhile
I can see you’re not happy
And I just wanna make you smile

Before you start to think it
There’s no thirst involved
I just honestly think
You’re too beautiful to frown
That’s all
Whatever you’re going through
Don’t let it ever steal your joy
And please don’t bust out in tears
Over some little ass boy
Don’t let his actions
Ever ruin your day
Don’t let anyone’s words break you down
No matter what they say

I won’t lie
I’ve said and done some things
That brought about pain
But I don’t do it intentionally
I’m human…we all make mistakes
But I always try to make women smile
I mean that smile that’s as genuine
As the innocence of a child
I know there are things in life
That may try to get you down
But don’t give in
You’re too beautiful to frown
Life does get hard
And may make you wanna cry
But God woke you up this morning
So you should smile because you’re alive
I know clichés get ignored
But honestly it’s true
When He woke you up this morning
God smiled down on you

I grew up very close to the women in my life
And it’s prepared me for how to be
Good to my girlfriend or wife
But more than that
My grandma took it to this extent
Make every woman in your life smile
Even your female friends
So if I compliment you
It’s not because I’m trying to bag
It’s just that I would rather see you smile
Than see you upset or sad
I would rather you be happy
So I’ll try to make you laugh
Because it’s no fun to see
A woman you know mad

So if ever you’re feeling down
Or having an bad day
Remember my words
And let them put a smile on your face

What I Am

I
Was a good man
And no I wasn’t perfect
I made my mistakes
But I never meant to hurt you on purpose
I know I promised you
We would live happily ever after
But when does ever after begin
And what happens after?
What happens after the connection is made?
What happens when the hard times
Come your way?
Does that mean ever after
Isn’t so ever after?
Does it mean it’s come and gone
And that love’s no longer a factor?
Sometimes I mess up
And at times I get mad
But I loved you more
Than you’ll ever understand
Because I am a good man
And no I’m not perfect
But you saw something in me anyway
That let you know that I was worth it
Now no one could foresee
The problems that would arise
But you loved me anyway
Past the sins and the lies
And yes I sinned and I lied
But that doesn’t take way
From the fact that I tried
Because I
Am a good man
I tried to make it work
Before anything
I still put you first
You were more than a star to me
You were my Earth
Because only on Earth
Can man survive
And you were my world
The center of my life
And I was a good man
I was your good man…

Now I was far from perfect
I did so much wrong
It was my fault that sometimes
We did not get a long
I started some fights
Made you cry some nights
But let me explain
In an attempt to make things right
When I argue with you
It’s because I love you so much
And I don’t want to be misunderstood
Because I’ve been through some stuff
It’s made me defensive
I always have a point to prove
And I’ll fight with you to prove it
Because that’s how much I love you
Because I AM a good man
And I gave you my all
I was there to build you up
And to catch you if you should fall
Because that’s what a good man does
Even when he’s making mistakes
He’s still right there in love
And when he’s causing you pain
There’s a hurt you can see in his eyes
Because when you’re not happy
It’s as if a piece of him has died
Though he may not let it show
Because of his pride
But he’d give anything to fix it
And to just see you smile
And I am that good man
Your pain is my misery
Sometimes I can’t say it verbally
But this is my revelation lyrically
I’m not telling you my story
To gain any sympathy
I’m just giving you background
So you understand what’s gotten in to me
But I am a good man
Though I slip up and fall
I am STILL
A good man
PERFECTLY. FLAWED.

Mysterious God

If life is like a movie
Then why can’t I rewind it?
Why can’t I yell cut
Change the script and redefine it?
Mysterious God
I have questions
And I know you know the answers
Please reveal them to me
Before these dangerous thoughts
Spread like a cancer
It’s hard to find direction
When there’s a magnet near your compass
Not to mention
That your thoughts are encompassed
With fear, love and slight doubt
Of this Mysterious God
Who everyone speaks of
Who in times of need
You drop to your knees
And pray to up above
But how do you know
If you message gets through the clouds?
What if gravity takes hold
And it falls back to the ground?
Religion is lost between the extremists
And those who don’t believe
But what about those
Stuck in-between?
Those who believe in the power
Of this Mysterious God
Yet don’t believe in the prophets
Who profit from the insecurities
Of those stuck in a box
Looking for an escape
So they turn to a church
Hoping their faith isn’t in vain
And that God honors their works
Mysterious God I need answers
Please lead me to the light
Why am I constantly punished
When I try to do right?
I’m not questioning your power
I know you work in mysterious ways
I’m just seeking direction
So that whenever I pray
I know that my message is received
And you’re here by my side
I need to know that you are here
To console me when I cry
That you’re here to renew my strength
And save me from my pride
And that you
Mysterious God
Will show me the Light
For without light
The darkness will consume me
Please brighten my path
Let your spirit work through me
Mysterious God
I know I’m not perfect
But you continue to bless me
Because you found something in me
That’s worth it
And in my low moments
When I start to feel worthless
Please build me back up
Help me be a good servant
Keep those I love safe
From all hurt, harm and danger
Teach us all to be quick to compassion
And slow to anger
For without you on our side
There’s no way we can win
Please bless us accordingly
AMEN

Mysterious God, I know you know the answer. You’re the great chief, the Almighty chancellor. If a nigga die will it be bullets or cancer? Up North nigga but I kept my Southern manners. Jehovah Nissi, you’re my sky banner. Gave me the gift of MC, two hammers. Sly as a fox, I’ll never see the slammer. Found me in that junkyard, something like Sanford. L.A.W.”-Cappito-No

This Is A Sex Poem

This is a sex poem
Or rather about making love
It’s about to souls sharing an experience
Where two minds become one
Two spirits are merged
And when it’s all said and done
These two earthly bodies share
A beautiful feeling
Comparable to none

But the experience goes deeper
Than what most people think
It’s more than just gettin’ it in
Or that sort of thing
Because when I first saw you
I was introduced to your mind
Our eye contact was foreplay
As we kissed through our eyes
Our conversation
Was mental penetration
Where you gave me everything you had
And I returned the favor
I pulled all the tricks out my bag
I was clever and witty
And told you the truth
Even letting you in on the innermost secrets
That troubled my youth
That was oral satisfaction
Gifted to you by my tongue
Tickling the orifices of your brain
That made you excitedly say my name
“Oh, DaShun
You’re such a deep soul”
And from this encounter
I gave you more pleasure than you’ve ever known
Because this
Is a sex poem

This is a sex poem
But not the typical
Description
Of what, where and how
I’ll take you on a physical expedition
It’s about you and I
And how you begin to undress
As you show me your mind
Those layers you wear to protect your heart
Slowly come off
It’s about me stroking your ego
Ever so soft
And you like the way it feels

It’s real

This sex poem is real
And I’m loving every moment
My love is coming down
It’s getting hard to control it
But I’m trying to hold it
Yes, this is a sex poem
Because there’s so much more
I want to give
There’s so much more pleasure I have to offer
And trust me,
This won’t be quick
So just lay back
And let me take control
Dig your nails in my back
And I take off your clothes
This is a sex poem
Kiss me gently as I carry you
To the bed from the door
Whisper soft in my ear
“Baby I’m yours”
Just let yourself go
Tonight you’re all mine
Don’t worry about the after effects
Everything will be fine…

Because before there was any physical penetration
I made love to your mind.
This…is a sex poem

The Thirst

I can really use a massage right now
This back pain is getting worse
If your tweets look like that
Then you my friend, have the thirst
It’s a serious condition
And it’s only getting worse
It’s spreading like wildfire
This thing called the thirst
I guess because it’s cold out
Everybody wanna shack up
But overly put themselves out there
Just to get them some butt
Girls fishing for retweets
Follows and DMs
Falsifying tweets
About missing #Him
And y’all get mad
When the thirst comes near
When y’all put a glass of water
In front of a man
Who’s been dehydrated for years?
Y’all do that shit purposely
And need to be put on blast
Y’all regular asses
Need a Gatorade bath

And dudes out here
Exxoning these heauxs
Gassing their egos
Liking and retweeting their quotes
Falling for the thirst traps
Knowing that shit is a set up
And even when old girl ain’t off it
Y’all still won’t let up
I understand you’re a bit parched
But get off her ass
Don’t drink from the faucet
Get you a glass
Some dudes out there
Need a permanent IV
The thirst is REAL in y’all
That much I see

But then again
Some of y’all do too much
Don’t get mad at the thirst
If you post pictures of your butt
Don’t get mad someone DMs you
If you tweet in the rain
About how you wanna cuddle
And your loneliness is driving you insane
Don’t tweet how you want birthday sex
Or about #him, #her, or #they
If you don’t want the thirst
To come storming your way
I mean we all get a desire
To tickle our throats
But as thirsty as some of y’all are
Y’all need to invest in a boat
And as I sit here drinking my Snapple
Peach Iced Tea
I toast to a hydrated life
And vow to be thirst free

Want a sip???

The Ratio

Girl yo ass is the fattest!
But your stomach says otherwise
You got no ratio
How your ass and stomach
The exact same size?
I saw you walking
Your booty was sitting right
I pull out my phone and started tweeting
“Shorty in front of me is #NICE!”
But then you turned around
And then I had to pause
Because you made that ass clap
But your stomach made a round of applause
It must be jelly
Because jam don’t shake like that
I shouldn’t talk about jelly
Because it’s obvious you like snacks
Didn’t anybody tell you
it’s all about the ratio
Small waist, fat ass
Girl that’s the way to go
But DAMN!!!
You let yourself GO!

Nowadays, you gotta have
A proportionate size
You should have a ratio
Of about 3:5
24 inch waist
Yields a 40 inch ass
Have a nice shape like J-Lo
Not look like there’s Jello
In your abs
Let me clarify
I’m not saying be model small
I’m just saying
Don’t be shaped like a guitar
You know that muffin top
Small ass and wide ass thighs
Looking like your best friend
Hooks you up at her job at Popeye’s
Hold the fries
Matter of fact, put the chicken down too
Because that Ices Brown figure won’t do
I wanna be able to buy you lingerie
And watch you try it on at the mall
I don’t wanna take your blood sugar
And review your risks for high cholesterol
It’s all about the ratio

Girl yo ass is the FATTEST!
You got an ass like Mz.Twerksum
But your stomach looks full of chicken
…jerked ones
I’m not saying don’t eat
Just don’t eat so much
And after you eat
Don’t be afraid to do a crunch
And maybe skip lunch
Get your ratio intact
And once you do, keep it up
Remember Coke bottle glass
Not Slurpee cup
Ok I’m done
Before people think I hate Precious
And get all up in my face
When their breath smells like breakfast
I’m just saying
A fat ass is LOVELY
But it don’t mean nothing though
If your body ain’t right
And you don’t have a nice ratio

I Am A Black Poem

I am a black poem
No dreams deferred
my presence is present
Made evident by evidence
of knowledge of my heritage
I am the tears of slave children
watching their parents be lynched
The pain of that tired black woman on the bus
No being allowed to sit
I am a Black poem
I am the soul of those who cry for freedom
Who sacrifice their lives
So future generations may thrive
Giving life to silent praise
And thoughts kept inside
Thoughts of no more pain
No more violence or shame
No more answering to the word NIGGA
As if it’s your name
I am a black poem

I am the manifestation of Gil Scott Heron
Because the revolution will NOT be televised
It will be verbalized
And visualized
as we look past the pain
And find the pride in each other’s eyes
I am a Black poem
More than a combination of words
More than repetition of syllables
Or placement of verbs
I am a Black poem
Bother powerful and strong
I am the bass line of the music
I am the hook to the song
I am a Black poem

I am the stanza lost
In the politics oh hip hop
Where creativity crosses paths with cash flow
Where artists sink so low
as to selling their souls
and not caring
Just as long as their album gets sold though
I am a Black poem
My voice will never be silenced
As long as the pen still exists
I picked up the pen at 10 years old
And haven’t put it down since
I am a Black poem

…these are my lyrics

Marvin’s Home

My lady’s phone was ringing
But she didn’t wanna answer it
I told her to pick the phone up
She claimed she don’t know who it is
The number called back 4 times
That put me in a bad mood
She told me “Marvin I’ll be back”
And stepped into my bedroom
That shit had me paranoid
Who the fuck she talkin to
Then I thought to myself
You know what you gotta do
So I walked up to the bedroom
But I didn’t say a word
I listened through the doorway
You won’t believe the shit I heard

“Fuck that nigga that you love so bad”
“I know you still think about the times we had”

I started to kick in the door
But her reaction made me stand and stare
This nigga talkin shit bout me
And she didn’t even seem to care
So I listened to the rest of it
This nigga trying to get back in
But he fucked up the first time
And he’ll never have that chance again
I’m hurt she’s not defending me
She’s letting him just talk his shit
The longer the conversation goes
The more and more I get pissed
They’ve been talking for a half an hour
This shit has gotten out of hand
Now I gotta step in
And explain some things to this man

Again he said:

“Fuck that nigga that you love so bad”
“I know you still think about the times we had”

So you’re the old dude, huh?
Trying to find your way back in
But if I can be real with you
You’re acting like a little bitch
Drunk dialing talking bold
We’re grown man that shit is old
My lady’s got a new life
It’s time you get to moving on
I’m trying to keep it civil here
But homie you have crossed the line
I need you to listen carefully
I’m only gonna say this one time.

“Fuck your feelings that are hurt so bad”
“Cuz she got over all the times y’all had”

Don’t even try to raise your voice
I don’t care about what you have to say
You said fuck me to her on the phone
Say that shit to my face
I don’t care about you getting loud
Screaming, cursing, all of that
That just makes me wanna ask you
“Sir…are you REALLY mad?”
Ok, I’m hanging up now
Don’t call my lady anymore
She’s happy with a good man
And what our future has in store
But don’t be too discouraged
You don’t have to be alone
Let me introduce you to my friend
His name is tone…
*Click*

A Few Words For Kelechi

Fall 06,

We’ve never been that line
That only comes together when something goes bad
That’s why I’ll always cherish
Every good time we’ve had
But I must admit
I’m sad
For we lost one along the way
And for the past several hours
I didn’t know exactly what to say
He was the Ace of his line
Always known to smile
Never was a negative person
That just wasn’t his style.
He did what none of us did
He pledged his whole life
Long before and well after Fall 06
He still had to fight

He battled with Sickle Cell
But you never would have known
It was a side of him
That rarely ever showed
He lived life to the fullest
With him there was never a dull time
He always kept us entertained
Even when we thought he was out of his mind

Remember after we crossed
And we took over the bowling alley
It looked like a Jersey
Blue and White pep rally
We didn’t even bowl
But we had the time of our lives
Feeding off of each other’s energy
And loving the vibes
We were taking pictures
Laughing, joking and all that
And he kept yelling
I’m short,
Why y’all always put me in the back!
I’ll never forget that night
And he’s a factor in why
I’m trying to smile about it
But all I can do is cry
I’ve never been one to question God
But I can’t help but to wonder why
Of all people
Why did my LB have to say goodbye?
Why does his family have to cry?
No parent should ever have to bury their child

But he suffered in silence
And now he can rest in peace
God saw the fight was overwhelming
And gave him relief
And now there’s no more pain
He’s with God now
He’s probably in Heaven
Strolling through the clouds

So rest in peace Kelechi
My Blue and White brother
You were one of a kind
There will never be another
And while we mourn your passing
Smile down on us with love
Help us to discover peace on earth
As we look to God up above
For consolation and serenity
For comfort and strength
Because the pain of your passing
Feels like being hit by a tank
Though I continue to cry
I will never say goodbye
I will continue to live life
Until I see you on the other side
Thank you again for the good times
And motivating me to strive
Enjoy your rest in the Omega Chapter
Until the day we reunite…

-One day soon we’ll understand…

“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician in you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility” -Khalil Gibran

Just My Thoughts Part 2

This thing call life is a walking contradiction
We try to find the facts
But it’s covered up in fiction
So our mission
Get’s aborted
And our perception gets distorted
To the point we can’t see
As if we share Stevie’s condition
What’s missing
Is that second chance
We all hope to receive
But once you fuck up once
You’ll never get that chance you need
And yeah I slipped, I fell
But I got myself up off the ground
But it’s hard to stay on your feet
When you’re getting pushed back down

I’m just trying to make a change
No Obama promise
Some people take mistakes and find the pain
While I just seek the knowledge
Because in everything there’s a lesson
So instead of stressing
I just study the game
You should learn to do the same
Class is now in session
So progression
Comes from learning to move on
When someone’s doing right
You can’t make them feel
Like they are wrong
Or let them feel like they’re succeeding
Giving them the confidence they needed
When all along,
Your thoughts were in the wrong direction
That’s what you call misleading

Justice…