A Better View

    I use to think I was
    Able to solve
    Every problem in this
    World when I was
    young and bold.

    When I had laughter
    through the years
    and there was no such
    thing known as fear
    whispering in my ear,

    I am not the same person
    I used to be
    Rewind.

    Captivating the good times and
    dispelling the blue, as I
    cheerfully reach out to refocus
    on a better view.


    A Boy

    Where them underpants at little
    nappy head boy?
    I don't know I haven't never had none.
    where your walking shoes at?
    I don't know I haven't never own none.
    got anything else to say other than them handful of words?
    I don't know he replied I haven't never learned none.
    where have you been all the while?
    been in the corn field all the day,
    trying to pick corn to earn my way.


    A Brown Shack

    Over mountains that touch
    the sky,
    that extends far above the
    natural eye,
    a brown shack built to house
    cows, corn stacks, and dried
    farmer's hay,
    stands north of the foothills,
    of the American Cherokees.
    after the demolishment of the
    native teepee hut,
    now sits a brown wooden shack
    guarded by a long-eared dog
    named Mack the mutt.


    A Colored Bunch story

    Here comes the black soldiers riding six beautiful brown horses on
    a
    security patrol,
    circling around a little brown wooden praise church
    like they have been told.
    from the bible the preacher was
    teaching too much, and that was
    against the law for the colored
    bunch.
    the preacher man said he was
    going to teach the love of God
    until the day he die, and he
    would be willing to look the devil
    straight in the eye.
    One Sunday the black soldiers
    did not attend, and that was when
    the devil came sneaking in.
    to cut off preacher man's fingers and
    when they were finished his face was no longer black, when the
    black
    stallion came dragging his limp body back.
    making the announcement that
    church had officially came to an end.

A cricket offer

A cricket came to
My bedroom window
And offered me
Something that

My mother said I
Could not have
But I remember it
Was better to be
Obedient than to
Not to obey

So I ask him to
Leave and come
Back When I am
Much older.

    A Curious Men

    Down in the back woods
    underneath thick trees
    beyond my understanding,
    sits a curious man who doesn't
    seem to know what to do with his
    hands.
    So he keeps them tucked away
    in his pants half the day.
    with the other half he plows the
    fields.


    After Dark

    After dark is a scary place being at night.
    If your skin don't glow in the dark,
    there is such thing with teeth sharp as fangs
    and carried a tail as long as a trail,
    drunken with wine.
    It flies through the quiet
    Trees and hides in the silent woods,
    and walk down long diet roads
    during the night time
    tip-toeing into wooden broken down shades
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