#Tumi #Yvonne #Poetry #AtTheBassline #Lyrical >> I can play Biko and make white people nervous Besides the taxi is cheaper Damn it’s good to meet ya, come on! Do I really have to ask again sweetheart?” ‘Okay for goodness please hears my number get off Your knees My name’s Yvonne look man I really have to leave.’ And with that I added more bounce to my stroll I couldn’t wait two days I went home and made the call “Hallo, can I talk to that pumkin Yvonne?” “She got raped this afternoon. She can’t come to the phone.” (Yvonne) Hard day at work stains the face But I was looking pretty A few minute walk, through this place Takes an hour in the city See brothers act rude and throw gestures at you Some will even try to grab like you in a petting zoo You gotta get fully dressed and not summon suggestions That will get you pressed to brothers Thinking you show interest I may be bugging but it’s like slavery or something These cats mastered the art of space invasion But fuck it I will deal with it tell them straight How they make me feel and shit It gets to a point where I feel conflict is imminent Two blocks from the bus stop This kid looking love stuck Mumbles something at me and I say nothing at he Lord have mercy here’s another lusting at me ‘Lord I am in a rush thus don’t be a fuss I mean for fucks sake I need to catch the bus.’ Ay these cats are made to frustrate/straight up Grabbed me by my wrist I didn’t play that He looked a little cute talking loud on his knees and shit And brother started looking he was smiling Very pleased with it I gave him my name and number and left suddenly But still missed the bus I cussed this kid for loving me Slapped from behind I turn around There two in front of me I am shaken I gave ‘em my purse Thinking they mugging me When the other two drag me to the nearest shrubbery Pulls my lips to his unzips the jeans And rips the seams Knocked unconscious in attempts to scream…