A COMPLETE PUZZLE

i have black brothers
i have black cousins
i have nephews
that mean something to me
so please let them be
free
and breathing
yeah able to achieve their american dreams
yeah with no bloody screams
just a life
with Christ
or paradise
on earth
yeah they all have worth
because of their birth
but the world is getting worse
because of some white peoples's racial thirst
that must stop
yeah it's not
just cops
with bad crops
no, it's anyone who feeds
on weeds
or greed
or speed
but what we need
is each other
to go farther
and we must not forget...
our daughters
our sisters
and our nieces
yeah all our little pieces
that make us
a complete puzzle

NO MRS.

so here i sit
on a lit planet
now, granted i am blessed
but i am always stressed
yeah because
there's no romantic love
to speak of
yeah no kisses
no hugs
no back rubs
or hand holding
yeah no one is proposing
anything
yeah not even a porch-awing
yeah i so desire...
a king and a kid
yeah before i bid this world adieu

LET ME IN FRIEND

man, often times
people think that my mind
is mentally challenged
because my body is physically
but no i'm not slow like a turtle
now, it's true
i do have hurtles
but i also have a heart
yeah that yearns to be a part
of a love
or a glove to group
that's roots comes from God
and nowhere else
yeah the maker of breath
life
and paradise
yeah birth
earth
and first
unrehearsed
yeah with a burst
of thirst
for more
yeah my soul roars
at the door

NORMAL THOUGHTS

man, wanting to walk
and to fly like a hawk
is a normal thought
for me

and wanting to marry guy
that makes me "happy cry"
is a normal thought
for me

yeah can't you see?
despite my disability
i am normal
just like you

yeah i have hopes and dreams
that scream at me too

so what's a girl to do?
when the sky is blue
and the night is dark
she shares her heart
yeah because that part of her
is very normal

A SEASON OF BREATHING

i write for days
but my thoughts still make me feel like i'm living in a maze
man, this phase is making me crazy
but not lazy
yeah because like i said
poetry runs in my head
like a hamster on its' wheel
yeah i can't stay
yeah i must deal
with the way i feel
yeah which lovely
ugly
lonely
phony
disable
strong like clark gable
or clark kent
yeah heaven sent
no accident
yeah here for a reason
and a season of breathing
out loud

LONG ISLAND

life is a long island
yeah filled with sinners
and winners
eating steak
and chicken dinners
with no breaks
but plenty of outtakes
yeah for goodness sake
but i live it
yeah i give it my best shot
yeah rather the weather is...
cold or hot
my spirit...
does not stop
yeah it moves like clockwork
even if it hurts like dirt
to an open womb
yeah my tone...
always assumes
the motion of a balloon

MAN, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE HER

poetry
let's be more than friends
yeah, let's sin
and win together
yeah we should never separate
or spew hate
on our dates
yeah ice cream and cake
sounds really great
on your plate
but wait...
let's get married first
yeah says our vows
and sing our verse
unrehearsed
yeah poetry
you quench my thirst