Urban Poems

PURCHASED

silence — Tue, 27 Oct 2015 22:47:12 +0000

You purchased me

with Your Blood

You purchased me

with Your Love

You had me on Your heart

At the time

of Your Crucifixion

The world rejected me

But You accepted me

You made them

lay down their weapons

You made them run from me

You fill me with Your Love

You fill me with Your Life

You fill me

With Your Joy

You didn’t reject me

You didn’t refund me

You didn’t run from me

I was no shock to You

I love You Lord

With all of my heart

You love me more

Than I can ever imagine

The price You paid

I could never

fully comprehend

Thank You Yeshua/Jesus

Thank You for my life

©Graeme James 2015

Ghetto Survivor

SNP — Sun, 25 Oct 2015 14:15:33 +0000

I use to call the poverty zone my home
Went to skoo but didn't learn
Went to work but hardly earned
What does society expect of a kid
When his daddy is dead
And mama can't develope a man
So it's sin sin
My brothers were my friends
A team of desrepectful little niggas
Surprised we didn't end up dead
So I roamed the streets
In the Ghetto
Where racist white cops often creep

Did You Forget Me?

Kriskaia — Tue, 13 Oct 2015 00:14:02 +0000

I see you walking

In the dead of night

Your heartbeat beating

Fast, and full of fright

Your fast pace

Does not deter

The look on your face

You must endure

For I am your shadow

You can't escape

Your mask, your glow

I will soon take

You stop, you stall

You turn around

But alas, the fall

You're on the ground

Next comes the surprise

The weight on your chest

You can only surmise

Maybe, you will pass the test

Maybe you'll remember me

Next time you are out

I'm not just any Tabby

My ruby red eyes, will singe your doubt

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Runaway Slave

SNP — Fri, 25 Sep 2015 13:05:35 +0000

Praises to the most high

To the most wise

Where earthly scientific and Godly spiritual minds

Often divide

We could’ve lived forever

But now we must die

You can fight for something greater

Or settle for something less

Live your whole life in content lack

Not realizing you were oppressed

America is Hell for a Black Male

SNP — Tue, 22 Sep 2015 05:53:58 +0000

How real is hell

How real is real

Is hell vision in the mind that you can’t feel

Torment in a place that you can’t escape

An exit rest

For those who choose left

Cuz right ain’t good enough

So everybody’s tryin Satan’s lust

Ain’t no saint in such

Just a forever dream away

In a oppositely heaven place

Dead Culture

SNP — Mon, 14 Sep 2015 21:38:48 +0000

Red wine eyes

Are you ready to see Christ when you die

Some witness dream life through a lie

There's blunt deception

In common education

You can store a world of wealth through patience

Or waste through hast-ness

Most blacks say take what they givin

I say let's make our own livin

You in a place where your culture is not the head

You in place where your culture is dead

Fear not the White Man

SNP — Sat, 05 Sep 2015 13:43:21 +0000

Slavery is over

Yet the mentality still exist

Black male, Black male

Do not submit

Self sufficient work dependence

Is the true path to economic Black bliss

Black male, Black male

How we continue to fail

What you can’t think?

Don’t let it be so

From the white man you gotta be told

What you can’t do

Where you can’t go

Yeah you got work

For the white man

But you can’t grow

In his eyes you ain’t equal

Your self esteem

So you stay low

Thinking this is all that God has for me

But that ain’t so

Black male, Black male

Fear not the white man

Become an alpha male

Create your own work

Common Sense

Kriskaia — Tue, 18 Aug 2015 15:09:25 +0000

Common sense is now a big must

To live with the masses

Innocence has turned to pure lust

Between the lads and lasses

Pregnancy is bad when you're young

Males excuse is they have been sprung

Pregnancy is

A common made mistake when young

Common sense is now a big must

To text and drive is dumb

As you leave others in the dust

Not thinking you'd succumb

As you wind up strapped to a bed

With bandages about your head

As you wind up

Lucky you didn't end up dead

Common sense is now a big must

Careful with your money

Or you will completely go bust

For being check happy

Problems will soon begin to pounce

They come upon you unannounced

Problems will soon

Come, when your written checks have bounced

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White on Black Crime

SNP — Mon, 09 Mar 2015 18:05:24 +0000

Disturbing facts

United States

How long has statistics been held back

Took us through Hell

And it’s still that

White cops

Coon niggas

You reject the truth with proof nigga

Dead body

No weapon

That’s the evidence

White on black crime

Motive racism

That is evident

One Right

SNP — Mon, 23 Feb 2015 04:05:27 +0000

Tries attempts Again and again

Renewed focused Until doubt is in it again

One time once true Is all I need from you

And you Is all the effort I use

When I see all red Then I self abuse

All the motivation That I built inside to use

Is it from self foolishness To have my ways I do

All the probability Points to pay with dues

It’s amazing

That so long I’ve stayed in this persona maze craze

And the craving only grows stronger

With disappointment the low corner

Beast Mode - Marshawn Lynch Inspired

SNP — Thu, 29 Jan 2015 16:28:57 +0000

Silent strength

Highly unaccepted

But fully respected

You wanna good gent

Or unfriendly menace

True life no self right

Christ was the real Mr. Perfect

Yet hate he continues to get the worst of it

Silent power

If you survive today

Tomorrow you should be stronger

Poetry in Life

SNP — Tue, 27 Jan 2015 23:54:05 +0000

The sun has not lost it's heat

Nor the moon it's glow

Hearts still beat while many still go

Life can seem fruitful or like a dying red rose

Bluffs and all ins

Trying to fulfill emptiness with massive sin

You either wanna live forever

Or you wanted to all end

Can't sleep away pain

Just delay until it starts again

Who are the real winners

Cheatin or truthfulness

How do you stop looking

When can't find bliss

Why does rich become hell

And poor happiness

HIS

lebaro — Tue, 27 Jan 2015 08:48:26 +0000

Land refill sites filled with woes and vultures left boned with plunder of humanoid feelings crippled, bigots and pigeons amok with childlike innocence.

Sinners, willers devoured scentless senseless, high hopes rope all ideas and might be dreams of ever fulfilling mileages earned, call them flying fish eagles the so called phoenixes, the ashes risen from are of fathers and mothers willed in struggles of fore ever more after un attained, colour it jelly, rainbow you name it there is only One that exists, Red.

Bulls have experienced, seen it in their teary hides, witness crowds ye`ll woes yeah, grips gnashing grim(m) scenes of meddled fears that it is not them that bear the bashings of dammed dreamers and willers. Applauds, the next day’s supper the last it has never been, for our farm is overrun with aperture to feed, pork’s to crease, worn on our fore heads and backs for snacks.

A constant reminder, Caesar wants his, belonging ……..

Behind The Poem:

HOME

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Yellow Light..

lebaro — Wed, 12 Nov 2014 08:19:13 +0000

Only the brave, In Light , natrural yellow Light , no neon nor blue or the red lights of the District, pasteurised...

Behind The Poem:

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Moonchild

Des Attwell — Mon, 03 Nov 2014 10:33:50 +0000

A Moonchild sat sullen on a moonless night

Sapped of strength and all alone

Around its neck there hung a locket

Inside

A tiny mirror

When opened up and raised on high

It caught the twinkle of her eye

And flashed just like a shining star

Inscribed beside:

Remember who you are

Behind The Poem:

I was wondering what it would be like not to see the sun, or the moon, how you would remember it.

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