Poetzee 623

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After Time

After time we shall remember

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Poet Zee - Haunting Love

Fighting to make these feelings last You love me in the future But you leave me in the past My tears burn the light from my skin I’m only a servant in your e...

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A Work of Art

  A small child asks his mother why they call him nigger

The mother looks at her child his tears getting bigger

  You are a child of mine

Sweet handsome child of mine

You make me smile with my heart

They say your looks are laughable, un-photographable,

Yet, you're my favourite work of art

  Your mind is stronger than theirs

Your heart is whole and fair

When you open it to love, are you beautiful

  My child

They may throw the stone

But you and I both know

We are Kings and Queens

Beautiful beings

I love you son

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Poet Zee -The Sparrow

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If Assata Shakur broke out of prison, Why would I respect a n—-a doing a b-tch sentence for no snitching? You got ya n——s out here dying deaths bloodier than Christ’s, yet not even worth half the sacrifice If Malcolm killed for freedom, why would I respect you n——s out here killing for bragging rights? You females are emcee, yeah, but you half the light All you do is rap about your p—-y, so your walls and your rhymes are half as tight You the baddest b—-h, yeah, all the bark but half the bite Never needed Martin to tell me that a million men weren’t made to march to Maybach Music There is no secondary to revolutionary so I’ll put Calvary in my vocabulary And if I’m my father’s child then f—k it, my resurrection is hereditary All you n——s talk about is p—-y, clothes and gunplay But God so loved the world that He sent me to spit you a Easter Sunday Your reign is over n——s, it’s His Son’s day Don’t make it rain if you can’t make sh-t grow Don’t say you love your hood but can’t spit a 16 about hope Don’t say you believe in God if you’re the same n——s that gained the whole world for the price of your soul Don’t say that numbers don’t lie if they made you believe that you could put a price on your soul And all you’ve got to show for yourself is a body full of tattoos and nice clothes

- King Jasmine Mans

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*Text credited to Lion of Bedstuy

She can do no wrong!!

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Respiration

Inhale my words as I spit the truth

Exhale the lies as the spit theirs

Breathing is natural without greed

Breathing is pure without unsavoury seeds

  Inhale my words as I recall the past

Exhale the false as they remake the future

Breathing is natural with the pain

Breathing is pure without the gain

  Inhale my words as I out the fake

Exhale the sham as they try to make

Breathing is natural without the smoke

Breathing is pure without lost hope

  Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out

Inhale, Exhale, Inhale, Exhale

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The cat has my tongue, what has yours?

It holds my voice between its paws

Caged for years to be let free from bars

Only for the cat to stay in charge

I fear the cat, as I can never win

Now you know why the caged bird sings

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Check Her Out As She Sometimes Self Harms

She has a beauty no one can test

In the mornings she is at her best

Pure and simple

The kind of beauty given to queens

Sometimes she catches her reflection

Her body permits attention

Firm and strong

The kind of strength given to a warrior

Self-assured, honest and fair

She is a breath of fresh air

Noble and true

The kind of soul given to an elder

Harms not a soul, creature or being

She is knowledgeable, all seeing

Loving and Tender

The kind of warmth given to a mother

All she asks is for you to check her out

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The Whisper

Once upon a time A girl was running through the woods Lost in-between reality and life Finally she bumped into a kind old man He stopped her, in her tracks Began to speak fondly Of a faraway land The young girl listened until he was through Then whispered to the old man "But I gave him all my love" "That's all I do" The old man started to cry He whispered softly "Bright are the stars that shine" "Dark is the sky" "This world is owed to no one" "And it is your time to fly" The old man stopped crying And wiped his tears "You have been running" "For all of these years" The girl had finally said goodbye Death was hard to stand She lived happily ever after Thankful to the kind old man ©Poetzee

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"When I was young, I found myself running. Running from the shade that plagues my skin"

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