So They Wanted it

Alright, SO there is this newspaper I wont say thier name, but "This Paper", had a deal with me to post my last series " More Than" and a different poem would be featured from this series every month. So Now that we have a black Prez, they want a Special " BLACK HISTORY MAKING MONTH" Poem,

Personally I feel great that we have a black prez, but as a Poet im not going to write about it. first off I thought how typical it would look, then i thought about how many rappers I'm going see with a music video about it...needless to say- " This is the REALEST shit i never wrote" and glad that I didnt.

However I did write a poem when Obama was running... and I offered them a deal, post this poem. In return, I will give them another series. ( I think im slick) , But , needless to say I was VERY surprised that they agree'd to take this poem...and a complete different series, which may force them to either extend the contract, or just make every issue hold two poems...Which I dont want b/c now it looks like im Jocking 'em. Im not sure if this is the poem they wanted but... u read and decide for yourself...

Are We Still Sick?

Are we still sick massa
Not we, but you
Cause if you is, then we is needin’ a tissue
As a slave , we was caught
Some died as we fought
as ya'll taught the rest
There was no home if we left
Just illiterate stress
And thoughts that weren't worth thinking
mammie and uncle tom stayed
As bucks got tough
coons wanted to get paid
And pickinies gave birth to mutts
So they wouldn’t have to slave
Light skin house niggers, to this very day,
Jealous of the rape, a division was made

Are we sick massa?

After getting ya kicks
whipped & stung
we ran, some hung
Trees wore blood diamonds
And black gold
Like a cool noose necklace piece
Not of Jesus, just a nephew, niece
Profit capital of people ownership
Now you do it without the whip

Are we still sick massa?

Cater to your ever need
chicken noodle soup
Or nigga smoking some weed
Envision dangerous killas on tv
Pimpin baskets of biscuit bitches
For crackers to give um cheese
And rat city is BET
So we get played
Now you want to own ya massa's slaves
Massacre the masses for massa’s sake
Because Hov gets played
Owners don't have photo shoots on display
of themselves but of their maids
To distract a large audience
Of who's the target

Are we still sick massa?

For trying to fix it
Like King, Panthers, X, Assata, Pac, and Gong Rasta, or am I wrong for
reminiscing’
While we in another depression
My bad, it’s a recession
Tell me, how did you brain wash us
To make us care so much
About faces instead of our placement
What more could we do
Cause when you’re sick ,
We ask if we sick too
So are we,
still sick,
massa?

InFo Da Poet

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_______________________________________But wait
In addition to that, This Paper also has allowed permission once more
to have use of the N- Word...

Now with asking for a Pro/Post Election type of Poem , Plus Having the First Black Prez...
WHY oh Why now feel its okay to say the "N-Word"... please dont make me feel like its okay now

B/c I just got Laid-off and surprisingly they got rid of most of the black men out the office..
So dont tell me its now convenient not only to corporate america but Public Media as well
Nigga Please!!!!!!. oops.. But they wanted it so i guess we, on the receiving end will just have to deal with it

I would say they only person now i can really trust to not change up and be fair ...is GOD.... but even God Plays Favorites... yes, he has his top 8's and best believe Jews are still up they're...

In short, I dont think its right too now use N-word in Newspapers, no matter who your audience....unless its comedy ( B/c then I can say YOU can't be Serious- Perfect Example ; Dave Chapelle, Boondocks, Katt Williams, Paul Mooney) b/c even though its a joke you are stimulating food for thought which you can exercise seriously on your time, with rational, conviction and purpose. unlike my old job... which as luck would have it , they would have to down size... ( imma leave it there)

So as a young black male, college student, living on my own, and performer in NYC... my life could go in a number of ways... but Unlike Charles Hamilton .. I won't make a Beef about it ( tisk tisk chuck....and with Soulja Boy....Why?) But at the end of the day I will try to find a purpose out of this and make myself better for the Future and write history, instead of living for the present ( stfw if only live once )

All that matter is defining a definition of Life that defines you...or get stuck like a synonym if whats how u want it

Peace