CHANGE

Ever since a Black man spoke of change

I lament the pain

As I go against the grain

Just to sustain

A better life for me and now my son

I contemplate the likelihood

What if a BLACK Man won?

That would be insane

The feeling of exhilaration already filling my veins

As I thirst for the innovation and change of our nation

The cure for the Black Man's strain

A social rise in our station

Goods days to come and less to complain

I see its not too far, here comes Change

All if a Black Man won

There will be less to loose

More to gain

An identity now defined

Finally, Pride for the Black people's name

Lost In a Fairy Tale

A Beautiful girl always
She was all alone
A flower that blossomed
Although it took too long

Tribulations of society
Had eaten away at her case
Self-esteem left faltered
By which attention from men replaced

Exuding warmth and brilliance
She cracks a vibrant smile
Attracting a man
That seems willing to go the mile

Charming he is at first
Yet not the one for she
A boulevard marred by passion
Manipulation, distrust and misery

She needs to evaluate
The choices that she makes
Emphasize on quality
Instead of the art of conjugate

The path she follows
Will be the story of her life
A Heart full of anguish
Filled with characters that are trite

Longing for growth
Time soon fades away
He is not the one
She will realize that one day

To restore her passion
In what she fears the most
For the man behind the mask
Is not worth to boast

Commitments that work
When struggles subside
Not a waning moon of desire
Nor hormones that ride the tide

When it all comes down to it
A dim look left upon her face
All her peers tend to judge her
Snickering as she falls from grace


All that is left now
Is an opportunity for change
Like the Lion searching for heart
Or the Scarecrow looking for a brain

THE BLIND

Why when you look at me

All you see is the color of my skin

The gender in between my legs,

Or the beauty that is not from within,

You choose not to judge me,

Based on the lives that I have touched,

The steps that I take,

Or the paths that I already walked

You are none the wiser,

Of the potential I possess

The destiny that was chosen

Or the relevance of my future success

One day you will see,

I will prove every last one of you wrong,

All this criticism and negativity that you push out,

Only made me strong