Freestyle { Detroit Girls}

before I start to write or freesyle
I would like to credit my
designing for making this
picture @ the top come
to life. I really appreciate that
thank you so much .ill! I really
appreciate that....

Well I'm a D-Town Boi! With
such a incredible swag also
have such a intelligence "Mind state"
The Beat is "Charles Hamilton"
Brooklyn Girls.. But I have no
problem with chicks out In
Flint.. But It's nothing like
a Detroit Girl! Back then they
act if they didn't know me but
know that they know I'm the Hottest
Poet and A man about His Biz they
tend to want to surround they self
around.. Let's see I had a Girl
in Cleveland... She was down for a
Nigga... Nigger.. It doesn't matter
how you spell it still mean "Slang, a black person or a member of any dark skinned person! a victim of prejudice! So I will go any re phrase
say that she was down with for her man...
she was all that a Man could ask for... But
It's nothing but a "Detroit Girl" a Al Wissam
wearing, Chanel Purse wearing, It's nothing
like the sway in their hips and style of they Dress,
I love me a "Detroit Girl". I had chick in Saginaw
she was a stalker, Crazy and Deranged.. That told
me She Love Tyrese in "Baby Boy".. But we all know
how that story Turn out.. the Mother to my son and
now I'm charged to the game of "The Courts" with them
full court pressing I'm still able to keep my composure.. But
It's nothing like a Detroit Girl!

Unda Konstruction!

Right now, I'm experiencing writer block.. so right now I am under a retirement. but as soon as I can get back to work, I will get back to writing... But I would like to take the time out credit the person that made me this picture.. Cookie I am so grateful, thank you a lot for this picture... I really appreciate this a bunch!

W E D D I N G . V O W S

-Words that's are express in the feelings
of love. A written emotion, a letter from
your heart & soul... We come together in Heavenly Matrimony!
It's a "Amazing Grace" that you can mention love
in that state of mind. Marriage, a mutual bond,
a mutual agreement.. a soul mate written from
the Heaven's.. When I first met you, I wasn't sure
that we would last, but yet you stood Toe for toe
with me.. We had are share of good and bad weather..
Although the devil have always tried to step in the middle
of our Opportunity of success... But yet " It's GOD" vision for
two people to be together. I took you around the world
I showed the world that this women on my arm is the
women to be.. Broadcasting your name across billboards
to show my appreciation for your Love. Anointed the
truth to prove to you that their our still " A Few Good
Man to choose from" When the rest of the world was
giving up on us! The reasons why I got on "One Bended Knee" Because!!!!!

L I S T:
B E L O V E D W O M E N;
L O Y A L W O M E N
D E V O T E D W O M E N
B E A U T I F U L W O M E N
H E A R T F E L T W O MEN

I'm sure the list could go on and on
about you. As I stand here today
a very blessed man, and privilege
to be crowned as your KING and you as my new QUEEN...
this here is all because you made it possible.
Look around... This opportunity is for you
because I hand you the keys and I give you
the eyes in my directions to success because
my job now is " The Protector" I love you from
rich to poor.. In my words I would Like to say I
D O!

W R I T T E N B Y: P O E T R Y. J O N ES
S T O R Y T O L D B Y: P O E T R Y. J O N E S

C A N YOU B E L I E V E I T { R E M I X}

{ F I C K, F I C K Y, F I C K Y Y } R E M I X
The swinging of your hips.
The way u walk n
All eyes are on you. The
Spotlight is bright, the way
Your lip gloss is popping is beautiful.
The harmony of your voice is gorgeous,
The style of your dress is sophisticated.

Can You believe it!

Excuse me Miss, Can I take you out tonight?
" Shout out to Luther & H O V" Writing That you Need a Man wit Sensitivity "
going back and forward to the days of your " Chopped & Screwed" Days

Can you believe it

Take you away from here, I want to
Take You to "Paris,Tokyo" show you
To the other side of the world... Couple
Thousand miles away from home... I would walk
A couple thousands of miles in " Hail, Sleak, Or Snow to be
Where your are... Miles are no object when it
Comes to Love..

C C C A N! You believe it?

Catching all your tears in my hands
And wiping it closed to my heart to
Show you that no matter the weather
I'm here for you.. " Time to Trade places"
Wearing my emotions on My sleeves.. You don't have to "wish you were a Boy" Cause a man
Wouldn't Leave You "Heartless" He would leave you with " Love & Happening"

Can't Believe it { N' T P A I N V O I C E}
Let's take it to the Bridge..
If you have to tell him more than
Once than that man you got ain't
The man for you! If you have to constantly
Threaten to leave him then he not the man
For you... If he is constantly lying to you than dammit he not the man for you!

Yeah Yeah! C A N YOU B E L I E V E I T?



Written By:
P O E T R Y. J O N E S

T R A D I N PL A C ES ... N' P O E T R Y T E R M S

T R A D I N P L A C E S.....


Imagine you coming home from
Work.... Just say a Long day of
Work! You Mad and stressed because
Some old women @ your job decided
To piss you off.... But any wayz, You
Getting out your car @ this time... unlocked
your door.... to only run into a ENVELOPE
AND A DOZEN OF YELLOW FLOWERS...

THE CARDS READ.. I HAD A FEELING THAT
YOU WOULD HAVE ONE OF THESE DAYS...
SO I BOUGHT U THESE TO HOPEFULLY CHEER YOU UP... JUST TO LET YOU KNOW
I'M SOME WHERE AROUND THIS HOUSE... BUT I WANT TO PLAY A LITTLE GAME WITH YOU BEFORE YOU FIND ME.. {AS YOU SMILE} YOU BEGIN TO TALK UNDER YOUR
BREATH..... SO TOWARD THE END OF THIS CARD IT READS..... " FOLLOWED ALL THESE RULES, BECAUSE TONIGHT BABY WE PLAYING BY ALL MY RULES".. THIS FIRST WAS JUST A INTRODUCTION TO THE GAME... SO PROCEED TOO THE LIVING ROOM FOR A LITTLE SOMETHING SPECIAL.....

{LIVING ROOM}....

IN THE LIVING WAS ANOTHER
ENVELOPE WITH RED FLOWERS...
AN THE ENVELOPE READ.... " THEIR
ARE A FEW THINGS THAT CAN KEEP A
MAN SO HAPPY.. 1. BEAUTIFUL WOMEN, SUCH AS YOUR SELF. 2. Trustworthy and 3.
Romantic... So right a long sides you sit a empty Champagne glass
I want you to bring that along to the next destination... Which is Upstairs........ Well, wouldn't you like to know?


" Walkin upstairs" to only find a Trail of
Red and White Flowers on the Floor..
As her face lit up.. She approached another
Envelope.. And it read get comfortable baby...
In order for you to do that... I bought The latest Victoria Secret Brand and I hope you
Like it because I don't planned on u wearing it
That long if u know what I mean... ** Hint, Hint**
After that Try following that same Trail to
The bathroom and don't forget the Champagne glasses...

{ Bathroom}

Approaching the Door Way..Their
Was a bath tub fill of hot water
Mixed with Little Champagne &
Roses... " but you missing one thing....

Paused! Let me think, oh yeah.. The Champagne... So Look behind the shower
Curtain and grab the Champagne.....
But... some else is missing! Hmmmmm
oh yeah... Your man, so closed your eyes
and count to 15 and he will appear...
1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. .7. 8. 9 .10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15

" Hey Baby.... I Love you so much!
How did you know I was having a
Bad day! A man knows when his women
Is having that bad day.. Just say I had that
Feelings.. So how about you turn around and
Let your man give u a back massage because u
Seem a little tense! " As you take a sip of your Champagne" Close your eyes to relax
and to take your mind off everything...

As he rotate his fingers up and down your back.. You biting your lips softly, and
a soft pitch of moaning slip out. Start kissing
Your neck, as you begin to bend your neck to left hand side.. Mmm as that pitch got higher.. As he Turn your head around to where your breast is point directly in front of the bathroom.. But just enough to the point where your lips are connected with his.. Tongue Kissing, Breast sucking, Love was being made..


{Bedroom Pleasure.}

So he pick her up and start heading toward the room which was also cover with roses.. Slowly
Kissing, slowly going down her imaginary line as he begin to go lower.. He begin to kiss on her
Lips... well the ladies know what lips I'm referring too... just know its beneath surface.. Just know its a women best friend Besides Weaves, purses and Make up.. Ahhhh, O.M.G! I'm cummming she's screamed.. As she begin to draw lines on his back.... Oh * shit.* Baby.. As he begin to put it in to penetrate her soul.. He starts slowly, slowly and for surely cracking it up a notch as she begin to
Get louder and louder... Juices covering everything up from his ** Beep** to the sheets. Making love until the sun set... Just know she came more time than he did.. So for those that want to know the score.. Just know it was Her 12 and Him 2


Written By: Poetry.Jones

War Turn Into Raw

Previously, on the last
episode his ex-girlfriend
is looking to strike back
after spotted him and
his home boy stage in
front of her house......


Surprise, Surprise} 5.4

Right now, Homie this ain't
the time to be playing my dawg.
This bitch here threaten me and
my baby life.. Either we strike first
or we the target of Defeat.. It's up
to you.. Ay Man-Man, did you make
that call? Naw, not yet; but I'm on my
way to making that call as we speak..
{ Man-Man, Ay "Random Girl", They making
plans to take you out... So whatever you
got planned make sure you the first to
the Punch} Aight here they come! Ay Man-Man
did you make that call? Yeah I made it... What
they say? They said they will call us and let us now
where to meet them @... Aight that's wassup!
{ Whispering... "Random Girl", Where do you
want to meet them @? Because They think I
call some guys for some Ammo... But then u
can come out in the eyes of disquise}.."Random Girl",
That's Cute Man-Man.. Thats a go... But as Homie
and Ol' Boy listening from the other side of the door...
They realize that they was in for a little surprise when
they heard what they heard...


{The Setup} 5.5

But as they think of something.. Ay Homie..
What's Felicia Last name? I think it something
like Paterson... "Patterson, Patterson,Patterson"..
Hold on, Whats Man-Man Last Name? His Name is Emanuel.Patterson..
But for years they kept that shit a secret.. So that's how that
bitch got my number! Man-Man Bitch ass.. Ay Homie, I got
a plan.. hold on, What up Boi @ Man-Man.. What they say?
They going to meet us @ The Wash on the 100th & Fleetwood..
Okay that's wassup... Good Looking out.. Ay Man-Man, We got
a surprise for you my dawg.. You are my Nigga for real, I don't know
where we would be without you.. Before we stop over there we
going to shot you to see This Girl we got for you.. Man-Man, How she
look? Boy What's My Name? Have I ever hooked you with a Ugly
chick? Man-Man, Yeah you got point there. "As all this is going
on Homie is setting Man-Man up for failure" Homie, Whaddup
dawg we gotta snitch in our corner my dawg.. Jerome, Let
me guess that nigga Man-Man... I always thought that sucka
ass nigga was a Mark ass *Beep**... Yeah now this the planned
I know you got some girls that can play alone with him.. Because
here is the plan... "Ol' boi told Man-Man that we had a surprise for
him @ this girl house and that we was going to hook him up.. But
little does he know that this will be his Last days here on this Earth...
They Probably Got Plans for him In Hell! But My plans today is to
see his day of Life took.. Jerome, I'm ready fam and umm I already
got them Goons and Boys ready for 100th & Fleet wood.. So y'all don't
have to worry about that my dawg... Homie, That's wassup fam... ~Uno
Out~


{ The Meeting} 5.6

As they approaching the house... Man-Man
Said this house like familiar.. You sure
i never seen this girl before? ... Oh I'm sure
With such Puzzled in his eyes.... You Never
seen her before... As The door closed behind
him.. The Door begin to opened and the door
It's a light skin girl with green eyes.. I say her
measurement was 36.34.40 or however that
shit goes! she have on a Pink and White Victoria
Secret that's said "Surprise", Today will be your
Lucky Day on the Ass"... But as Ol' Boi & Homie
leave... Man-Man y'all just going to leave me here?
Ol' Boi, This Beautiful young lady is going to take
real good care of you... Boi now go in there and
Get that ** Beep**, But as they approach the car
shot's were fired 3 to be exact.... As Homie & Ol' Boi
Waiting on the signal to leave the house to proceed to
there destination Where the real war will begin to
turn in to Raw uncut Violence... Signal, was reveal
that Man-Man was now dead and that they could leave
to go to the spot.. But before they could do that...
Man-Man Phone ring and sure enough it was "Random Girl"
Where you @ Man-Man? "Wouldn't you like to know? in such a
Deep raspy Voice! Where is my little brother? "Random Girl",
Let me hear that you hurt little brother and I'm killing your little
Bitch... Sowry, But both of that have been taking care already
and by the way just say you may be joining your little brother real
soon boo! {Click}...



{ War/Raw} 5.7

As They Pull up to the scene of
What you call war zone. Nothing
but a deserted area surrounded by
nothing but abandon building.. You
could hear a penny drop it was so
quiet.. {Whispering} Ay, Homie..
You go Right and I will attack Left..
Jerome and Them Got the Back covered..
Gotchu... {Ol'Boi} as he yell from the top
of his Lungs to get "Random Girl" Attention
Where are you? He asked, we here! You was
Talking all that shit over The phone, Let's how bad
your ass is now.. as the first shoot was fired
which just went to the left of Ol'boy.. as the second
shot was fired which ol' Boy shot him from the top
of the building..."Random Girl" You kill my brother..
I also have a surprise for you too! Look what I got here..
I have your cute little girlfriend.." As she is muffling,
because her mouth,and hands our taped together...
"Random Girl", You told me you love me.. You told
me all the right things and now I'm blaming you for
the way I am today... You made me crazy, U made me
suicidal... Yeah I asked my brother to set you up so I
could get retaliation for you playing with my heart...
Ol'Boi, Bitch You crazy as hell! Yeah since someone closed
to me is dead now I guess it's my turn to take someone
from you that mean the world to u...Ol' Boy, Not so
fast... " Get Her Jerome", as Jerome shot her twice in
her arms and once in her Head falling completed down a 4
story building. and Rescuing Ol' Girl..... Ol' Girl, Babe I love
you.... No Baby, I love you... Let's get out of here......

As The Police Siren and Ambulance Sirens
Begin to sound... They starting running.......

Written By: Poetry.Jones
Stay on the Look out for the
sequence of War Turn Into Raw!

Confessions of Mad Black Man Part 3

Previously, on the last
episode his ex-girlfriend
just keep on striking
back with blows.. Let's
see what happen next....

Continuing......


{Ol'Girl Spoke Out} 5.0

Homie, Dawg This Bitch
Got to die! Something
have to happen.... Homie,
Do you know where this bitch
live? Yeah Dawg I know where
she live and where she hang out
@... Homie, Then what in the hell
is we waiting on? Baby, Please don't
go as Ol' girl holla out! Babe' I have to
do this I can't sit back and let her ruin
my life like that.. Baby, all this over a
car and her saying that she was pregnant?
We don't even know for sure, I can settle
for a baby... But I can't stand to see my man
locked up for some retailation shit.. Baby
Just chill out.... Homie; Why would you put
that in my baby head like that? If you a friend
then It got to be better ways that you could
go about this situation..


{Drive By} 5.1

Homie, Yeah Man she right, What type
of Friend would I be? It's straight my dawg
y'all both was looking out.. Because she knows
I would of Killed that Bitch and you know I would
of killed that bitch... But she just made it clear
that if I do this... My future would of been in Jeopardy..
{Phone Ringing} Aww Shit! as the phone is ringing
so it ring maybe 8 more times and then the glass
shattered to the house. Aww Shit! Get Down everybody...
but as everyone was getting down Ol'Girl got shot in
the shoulder... But wasn't noticed until everything have
got a little quiet... as she screamed over and say "BABY
i'M HIT! Ay Man-Man, Call nine-one-one and stay here with
her until we come back... Because now it just got physical....
This bitch ain't going to keep calling here and everytime it
she do something else happens.. Damn Man, What the hell did
I grab my keys for I don't have no car no more... Ay Homie,
we in your car. Aight!


{"Random Girl House"} 5.2

Ay dawg! Pull over right here... Cut
off the lights.. That's her house right
there.. Homie, Right where.. Nigga
right there...Homie,Then why are we parked
so far back? It's only a Bitch... Yeah
A Crazy Bitch and I know she's not doing
all this shit by her self.... See Look
got the whole block over her house..
Homie, Damn that bitch a freak like
that? Man shut the hell up! Nigga
them her brother's boys.. Homie,
What? How many she got... 12...
12... as of 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10..
hold on I only got 10 fingers.. Let me
recount 2 more on this hand.. 11.12!
Homie, then why u have me bring this
little ass gun... When knew we would need
a Miltary.. because it look like they weapons
of Mass Destruction there Play... Homie, Come
on Nigga get me out of Iraq... Hold on! They
coming back out.. Wait........ Now go... Homie,
Man what the fuck are u whispering for they
can't hear us... {Phone Ringing} Homie, Aww
shit not this shit again... It's Man-Man, They
at the Hospital.... We on the way.


{Hospital} 5.3

Babe, Is everything aight?
they said it was just a Nicked!
Baby, How did everything go
over there? Besides that she
have a Navy Seal behind her...
Nothing... {Phone. Ringing}..
Answered on the third ring this
time.... Random Girl, Oh now you
scary ass want to pick up the phone
now... We know that was you in front
of the house earlier.. But next time
u pop up over my house like that.... Your
Girl going to get more than just a Nicked in
her shoulder.. {Click}... Hello... Man DAMN
as he Yell! Why Me Lord? Why did u have to
put me in this situation? Ay Homie, Go Get
Man-Man and Have him call the Goon's... It's about
to get ugly... Homie. YES BOSS!


Until Next Time.. To Be Continued...

Confessions of Mad Black Man Part 2

Previous on the last
Episode his ex-girlfriend
call him after some years
of being apart... Now she's
back for more.......


{Unanswered Call} Stage 1.5

Once again the phone ring, but this
time it didn't say "Random Girl".. It
came up all seven digits and her name..
So he seen it was ol' girl and just let the
phone ring... It's constantly ringing, and
he just constantly looking @ the caller id..
But note this! He have another girl over and
she's wandering why he's not picking up the
phone.. So the phone rings again "So ol' girl
asked him, Why you not answering the phone?
With her hands on her hip and you could tell
that she had a stank attitude because she
was twisting her hair and smacking her
gum.. So he looks @ her and said It's a
Ex.. That I so happen to bump into the
other week.. That's it! So she said " Whateva
Nigga" So the phone ring a 5th time and it
continue to ring until maybe after the 6th
ring... Ol'Girl picks up and saids " Who is this?",
Why do you keep calling my man? Random Girl
said..... No! No! No! Bitch, I need to be asking
you who are you? Because he is not your Man.


{ Drama} Stage 2.5

Random Girl, So I guess you
haven't heard about the other
week.. ol'girl, I heard and why?
Random Girl, apparently he wasn't
your man when I was sucking his
**Beep.Beep*** Ol'girl, you just triflin
boo.... So he get the phone and start
asking her.. What do you want? Why
are you still calling me... Apparently
you don't get the hint! I do not want to
have anything to do with you.. I'm through
with you.. Random Girl, Since you feel that
way look outside your window then.. You
see your nice car? Well look @ it now...
*** Explosion*** " You Crazy ** Beep**, Why
would you that? --- As he pacing around the room,
hands on his head rubbing it.. Fist balled as if he
wanted to get a personal Verdetta on this crazy B*t*ch--
Ol'girl calling 9-11 " Can you please send the a fire truck
over to 11891 Joy Ave Please"... Ol'girl, Baby It's going to
be aight, that bitch will get hers... Naw Bay! This Bitch
got to die.. Ol'girl, naw bay.. don't go to jail over no
petty **Beep**.. You got insurance everything will come
out on top... Yeah you right!!!!!



{ Confession One } 3.5

"He talking on the phone" to one of his
homies... You remember old girl from
way back? Yeah Supa Head.. What about
her? Well tell me why I seen that **Beep**
Few week ago... Homie, Dawg you lying!
Naw, dawg... This **Beep** call me out
the blue talking about what you doing?
I'm like who the fuck is this? She like you
don't remember me? I'm like No I don't...
She Like damn how many Felicia's you
know... I'm like all shit this Bitch... Homie,
Word Son! Word B... But any ways tell me
why she call today and you know me... I'm
just letting the phone ring... Ol'girl was like
why not picking up the phone... So it
rung again and Ol'girl picked it up and
was like " Why you keep on calling my man?
like dat.. I guess Random Girl was mad and
the bitch blew my car up YO! Homie, Oh Yea
that bitch got a death wish or something!!!!!
Hold on.. Line clicking....... {Hello,} Random girl,
Yeah nigga just so you know I'm pregnant too.. So
tell your boo that shit! {Click}... Homie, What's wrong?
" I gotta Call you back, matter fact just come through here"



{Confession w/Ol'Girl} 4.5


Babe' I need you to just sit down right here
for a minute.. before you say anything.. Just
let me say you know how I feel about you and
you know I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize us..
But that bitch just call back and said she was Pregnant
by me... ( SMACK}... everything just got quiet as
she fell down to her knees and begin to start crying..
with him getting on top of her and saying " Baby I'm
so sorry" Please don't be mad @ me.. I truly apologize!
--- Pacing, walking.. smoking a cigarette... scratching
his head..--- Then the knocking starting @ his door.. He
get the door.. His homie realize something was wrong
and ask what had happen.. Dawg, she call and said she
was pregnant by me.... Homie, all dawg that's all bad!
as he collaspe to the Couch......

To be continued.... Stay Tuned

{Introduction} Phone Conversation -Stage 1

I guess you could just call this "The Diary of a Mad Black Man".
Without the rights to Tyler Perry, But written in the facts of
Poetry.Jones...But anyway's I should carry on with the story!
I say around Sevenish, call was made from a random girl...
at least that's what the Caller ID read "Random Girl", It took
a minute for the call to be answered.. Because after looking
at It and listen to it ring you could of easy thought it was a
Bill Collector because how long it rung. It rung continually,
so he picked it up after 20 ring.. On the other end of the
phone It's her; Her who you may asked? Felicia,Well Felicia
is his ex that he used to kick it with back in the day... I say
around Two-Thousand and Two; he's not sure of the months
they kick it for. But I do know that it was a "Booty Call gone bad"
Just say the Bitch had issues and she was "Jasmine Sullivan" before
Jasmine Sullivan started busting out window.. But that was then
and this is now.... Back to the phone, So she like " Hey Boo, How have
you been? He like who in the hell is this? She Like Felicia,.... "Ummmm
Felicia Who?".... Damn, How many bitches you been with? An how many
other Felicia's do you know? So he got to thinking, " In His mind, he like
Oh no Not this Bitch! Wassup sweety, how u been doing? I'm find she said..
How is life treating you? he asked; She said; everything been find and danty!
Well that's "WASSUP" he said. So they talking, and she ask him when can she
see him? At first he's a little hesitant to answer.. So he quickly answered, before
she started Tripping because she have the tendency of going "BI-POLAR" on you
real quick. So he asked her what u doing in like a hour? Maybe you can come pick
me up or something.. So shes; like BET that up! He GOD DAMMIT! WHY DID I JUST
SAY THAT?


{Pick up Scene} Stage 2

A hour gone by, she goes to get him.. An It's like nothing
change.Her demeanor, and her personality... Is like EWW!
How could such a beautiful girl be so GHETTO! Conversation
is like trying to have a conversation with 10 year old kid...
Not to mention that she 26 years old, going on 11 with
her "COUNTRY GRAMMAR" OH MY GOD! So she's talking
so DAMN LOUD... She just going on and on... I mean she's
not putting no type of punctuation in her sentence.. One story
after another... "He like Bitch, Please Shut the Fuck up"! But
the whole time riding, He couldn't remember where in the hell
he met this bitch from. "He had to be drunk".. as he think to his
self, because I know I wasn't sober listening to this... She had to
been naked or something because this bitch is like really Psycho or
Schizo or something......

(Store Scene/ Home Scene) Stage 3

One thing lead to another, she stops @ the store to get them a bottle
of liquor { 1800}... So he double that with some Nic-o-lie... So
he would be pretty fucked up.. By the time he got to the house
have already drunk a half of shot of the Nic-o-lie and was about
to down the rest of that. Then started drinking the 1800 by shots...
so now shes drinking and she's getting pretty fucked up......

{ Sexual Scene) Stage 4

So she's getting pretty hot and horny; He's getting pretty hot
and horny. So she starting kissing on his lips, kissing on
his neck.. going down to his man breasts... licking down
the imaginary line until she got to the * Beep* But that's
where his mind click in.. " I remember her now, she knew
how to suck a mean one. {MIND SPOKEN} "I may not know
Karrine Steffan, but she definitely a Super-Head Protege"
Lawd Have Mercy! I know god wrote that "Thou should
not commit ADULTERY" But this here; @ this very moment
Lord you knew about this here.. You knew she had a hidden
talent.. I don't know if it hidden because it's a bunch a niggas
lined up outside to see what's going on in her section of the
apartment and wandering why does she have that "DO NOT
ENTER "Sign up; that lead to her seating on top of the Hill..
Yelling and screaming @ the top of her lungs... {MIND SPOKEN}
I HOPE THESE NIGGA'S STILL NOT OUTSIDE, BECAUSE I WOULD
HATE FOR SOMEONE TO MISTAKE THIS FOR RAPE AND I'M THE
VICTIM HERE! Lawd Have Mercy! I hope this bitch don't kill her self...
as she goes on and on.. So as she get done with what she was doing
which was around Twelve something... She asked him if she could
take him home in the morning because she have to be to work @
eight in the morning.. He like yeah Why not.


(Morning After) scene 5

As The Morning begin to arrive, he waked up
and it was only 5:47am.. It seem to like time
wasn't going fast enough.. So he laid back down
and It seem 15 minutes later that it was only
like 5:52am.. {MIND SPOKEN} I don't know why
when u having the most fun, Time tend to race
through.. But when u trying to get the hell on
time begin to fade.. She's snoring with a smile
on her face and He left sitting here with a frown
upon his face waiting on his time to expired..
As 6:00am hit the alarmed begin to charmed
and the smile on his face begin to enlighten the
whole room like he has just been told he was set
to be release from out " THE PEN" how he shoot
up and put on his clothes to get the fuck from
other there. As they walked to car its like he was
screaming "FREE AT LAST, THANX O MIGHTY
I'M FREE @ LAST"

"Diary of a Mad Black Man"
Written by: Poetry.Jones

LOveIs...

Love is... But Just in case you ask me what Love is... I will tell you what love is.. Love is when you can't get this Person off your brain, Love is when two can come together and compromise their souls to one another.. Love is Loyalty, Love is Romance, Love is Passionate, Love is emotionally Tender, Love is determination... Although Love is a four letter word and may be easy to pronounced Love is real with me.. Love is not mix up with Lust n my heart and soul.. My love is Pure, My Love is Real, My Love is Severe! Now that you know what my love is.. Let me here your side of the story. Love Is....

Written.Freestyle

My flows are incredible, my flows are captivated..
My words are intoxicating.. Hold on; I let you sober up.
My words are meaningful, they are deep, My mind
is rated artistic.. Artistic measure, I'm a gift of God
but I give all the glory to those of Langston Caliber.
ntelligent mind putting my index finger to side of my
tempo letting the world know that Literature is the
way to defeat the system. But I'm a written Ntelligent,
I want to change the world of illiteracy and turn the world
into grammatical geniuses... Where it can be more than just
one role model. Other than just one Living Legend!

I apologize for the arrogance's
{Clearing Throat}
I used to want to fit in with
the in crowd, but the older I got
the more I wanted to help that
same crowd become better people..
Economy is Looking worst and worst
as the day Progresses, But day in
and Day out.. We have those that
want to DO other things... Rather
it's KILL,KIDNAPPED, RAPE, OR
STEAL... But they give them reason to
want to continued to spend our money
on more renovation to built more Cell
to our Jail Houses... Yet we complain about
how things our as a COUNTRY, but fail to
to come together as ONE.. United States,
what a joke.. WE CAN'T EVEN COME TOGETHER
TO MAKE OUR COUNTRY A BETTER PLACE TO
LIVE IN.. Yeah, we got a change.. But they doing
everything in their power to change that.. By finding
any thing against Barack Obama to get him to
resign before the 2008 is out.. But yet we can
STEAL,KILL, KIDNAPPED, AND RAPE OUR
BROTHERS AND OUR SISTERS...
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Poetry.Jones Feat Lyrical Eksodos { Presenting LOVE SHARED}

Xzavier {Verse}

as the butterfly that's
written on your back
the opposite side
of your heart. let
me be the one to
share that opposition
with you.. Let you
pick and define what
you are looking for
in your lover..


{Ci.Ci Verse}

You cover your face to
Go by unnoticeable from
Those who mean you no good
Who are waiting to try and choke you with lies
Of how nice and sweet they are
I approach you with white flag in hand
Drop the handkerchief
I bring no mischief, no misfortune, no misunderstanding
Let me caress your face in my hands
So I can look you in the eyes
And view your expression as you see mine
Letting you know you do satisfy my love appetite
So have your way

{Xzavier verse}

On that order, i'm
looking for an
women. A women
of romance. an
women of goals..
an women of passionate.
I'm looking for an
women that knows the
real meaning of LOVE.
Although I don't look
at it as my way like Burger
King. Because the world is
resolved around an women. I'm
just the protector of an women.
How I see it, I complete you
in more than one way. can
you tell me what wayz them
are?


{Ci Ci Verse}

You provide the extra set of eyes keeping me from stumbling
Strong arms to hug away disappointments
Lips to express I love you in a way that makes my soul
Leap like my feet
When you’re present and I can run to you
Knowing that to engulf myself in you
Is to leave a place full of madness and chaos
Entering the altered state I have dreamed of
High off of your essence
Not wanting to come down
You are the personification of all I hoped for
Not that you “complete me” you extend me
To see you is to see a real man
And I’m a real woman
Waiting to be loved…

{Xzavier. Verse}

For the first time ever
I feel loved.. But it
kind of strange
because it's only
on paper. Its only
lyrics that b.a.b
put together so I
could experience the
words first hand. I want
to extend my arms to
you realistically.. I want
to blow my kisses to
you realistically. Realistically
I think you are a queen. Your
eye's have black queen written
all over them. your smile have
sophisticated written all over
it. your body have my arm wrapped
around you realistically.

Poetry.Jones Feat Lyrical Eksodos { Presenting Abstract Sound}

---POETRY JONES.

Letting the smooth Jazz
sound wing me into
tempation of Old..

Letting the smooth Jazz
sound ring me into
the thoughts of Reneissance..

Letting the soul of
a Duke Ellington and
the soul of a Grover Washington
Play me a concrete sound..

So that we can create a
abstract Noun, pointing
out my person, place, or
thing of this SOUND!



--Lyrical Eksodos

Letting the melody complete me
Letting it take me to a place
Where I can let go and let love
Indefinitely

Letting my reservations decompose in the
composure of the melody
Oh how the wordless instrumentals
Seem to speak to me

Letting me write whatever I feel to
The trumpets and saxophones in ear
I succumb to the symphony running through my veins
Letting my heart pump poetry in harmony

Lyrically Inclined

I'm a intellectual mind greeter, I'm a
Metaphorically Rhymes spitta.. I'm a incredible
Ad liber.. I'm a Poet of such a diverse imaginative Thinker . Intoxicating words, politicking
Verbs Reada. Literary mind seeka.. Realizing
I'm the best to pick up the talent of a
Written Procedure.. Written in spirit of a
Langston Hughes Believer.. Believing that his
Veins run through me.. That I'm his remains of new..
Letting the past remain In the past and writing in a
new class... realizing that I'm standing @ the top of
my class.. Spitting the truth N' my articulate vision..
A blessing, A Maya Angelou Poem Presentation,
A seminar for deep thinkers. A Investment to
knowledge; a voluntary reliever.. The last man
standing, cuz the other went down the standings
for lying... True recognition of Truth, written in
Terms that only the Einstein readers can critique
my vision.. The Grand Finale, applauds from every where.. Here to save my people
From all over the region, hear my voice echoing
off the Washington Monument.. Speaking My " I have a dream", sitting on
The back of the bus freedom I'm Rosa Park Speech.
Applauding the changing of the World Obama Speech..
Making him the first black president that will ever live
N' the white house speech.. Addressing the knowledge
so those that our least fortunate our able to passed
the S.A.T or A.C.T! Belittle the emotional flows of
a non believer.. Trust n your self and forget the fake..
Believe N' God Because only him can drive you to a deep
reservation!

Lyrically Determined

I'm Lyrical Dominant, I'm Lyrically Challenge.. Better Yet Metaphorically Intelligence.. Leaving me a tab bit Intellectual then the most... I write for the respect level of having a God Giving talent! See while everyone is trying to spit a hot 16, I'm out trying to caption the world with my similarities to Langston Hughes.. I'm out trying to regain the Freedom that Malcolm and Martin Spoke so hard for; I'm out trying to define Peace with the Negro's.. Because it's obvious that we are brain washed! ---Armed & Dangerous I aim. With the equipped master of manipulation & metaphors.. I apologize for the ILLUSIONS that my words may give.. Ha Ha; kind of Confidence on paper but where ever a pen and paper is I'm pretty much there to LINGER like a PREY that's out to Caption.. But I prey to search for more BLACK LEADERS. I'm writing to find more essence in this time. I'm sick of lies,Hatred, and killing.. If it take me tagging The White house to get My words across then so be it.. Just Federal Time I would have to do! But Kind of Crazy that they can catch the obvious but never can catch the Importance..

Poetry.Jones Freestyle

Continuing....

Poetry ---In Life I want success, tranquility, and prosperity.
I want to be honored, remembered and crowned as { Langston Hughes &
Maya Angelou was in their prime} Why should you be the one to judge when you are as equal as I. Although I'm mental, I'm still hearing compatible . Leaving me instrumental, but letting my common sense be known and one of my instincts to guide me into success..

Successfully I speak highly intelligence, so yeah you
may call me mental, but the word nigga
will not be used to classify me as a man.Although
I go by many of name, Nigga Just not one of them.
Because honestly I wasn't on the Amistad
boat, and neither were you. How I see life
may be different to how you may see it. But I
define poetry as being a art thats created through
mind and lead with the soul. I'm embrace by life, I
enjoy life as part of God Creation, who am I to Judge
you.. I couldn't and I want. But then again I'm different
from you & you... But I can often be laugh at because I'm
not you. In life I see too many "the Same", but I never judge
them for being who they are, because once someone set in their
ways... Then its probably no turning back.. I'm 22 year old
son of the Kings, which make me God Fearing, and God Willing!

Poetic.State of Mind

-- I'm in a Poetic State of Mind... I think
God made me part ways with others
because of my Diversity.. Making me
a successor of Knowledge.. Pointing my
finger toward my temple; to associate with
the art of my intelligence Flows.... Remix

@ My age I suppose to be about sex, I suppose
to be about money... Naw, I'm about life.. I'm
a successor of life. It's a privilege ,its a goal
for me to live day by day.. God fearing; giving
him the credit of my life...

But back to my Poetic Mind, I'm so poetic
justice.. making it my justice to aroused the
crowed with my membrane, letting them
know that It is a such thing as being
Different, instead of the same Ole'
Shit.. Excuse My Language but that's
tend to be the only way My people
may understand it... The like of my
intelligence and Goals; I would like
to be the face of The Poetry Game,
I would like to present myself as a
Role Model... You know what
hold that thought to next time...

To Be Continued!

Schizo.Parker

--- Writing with my heart on my sleeves
realizing that I'm all alone in this
I'm all by myself in these
dark clouds... It's raining
I'm truly drowning, Lord
help me! Please Where is
the Sunshine in my forecast?

Where do I go from here? How far
would I have to grab for success?
Life, what is it? How long will I
Last? Let me know, speak to me
in the deepest voice you
can find and speak Clearly!

Right now, I need your blessings... I need
the sin's I committed to be over ruled
I can't deal with my life been in Hell....
Hell I can't deal with my life being
BARE. I'm Losing it, I'm losing...

{ CUTTING}

{ Heart Beat, Pondering ...}" Don't Go"


I'm cutting, I'm bleeding.. the sweet
taste of your blood.. the sign of
relief... Aaaah! I write to
show my pain, I want them
to know whats goes on in
my head, I want them to know
that I'm schizo that I can't change..
Realizing that my Life is all a Lie!

Suicide { Death}

Help, Help, Help... Say Something... Oh God!} [2nd Person]

As I'm laying there soak in nothing
but my sin's and Blood, veins and
vessels point out my arms.. realizing that
I'm better Dead Than Alive! With
My eyes wide open, grin upon my
face.... Realizing I'm as close to you
as I'm ever going get LORD!!!

{Funeral Arrangements}

closed casket, realizing that
I do not want to see
the face of fault mourners.. Let
me rest without the Tears, The
Shouting, and the stomping!
Get to the point so I
can get to where I need
to Go; so I can see My
Father {The lord}
still I remain with the
soul of my Flesh of flesh
and My blood of blood!

Written Art.Ta.Factz

-- I'm nice with
the pen, I'm even
better with an mental
flow. I let my pen
leak without even
staining the pen
toward the paper.
I write using the
mind to embraced me
with decisions. Why
should I lie, Every Lyric
I wrote, I spoke.. Every
Lyric I wrote.. I showed!
Copy written never... every
one of my flows have it on
autograph that's written...
Xzavier.Washington,I apologize
for my penmanship being sloppy!
see if you can read it better
in Manuscript..

I'm a lyricist that became
an fact in this art. I Perfected
it... leaving everyone out as
fiction. See no competition,
see no boundaries. I just go I'm
better than you, This is what I
do.. I'm cocky in this flow, I'm
something like Wayne without
the trade mark voice box... I speak
with an lisp, so I tend to stumble
over my {S words}! but i was well
under stood to with stand my certificate
of Success... But i never stumble over
success, because that word comes out
very clearly! Every flow written have
P.O.E.T.R.Y {dot} J.O.N.E.S Man!

Standing Ovation

I'm a talent of words. I'm a art of Poetry I'm a Metaphor that tend to arouses the Viewers of Youtube. How I squeeze an little state of Mind onto paper. I'm going to change the Game, something like Obama. Vote for me an i guarantee that an Change will come! I'm a antiseptic flow, I destroy anyone that tend to step in my way. I'm an writer of Intellectual lyrics Call Me "Gillie Da Kid", because even my lyrics can make you look like the Best Rapper Alive! Viewer Discretion even me choreographing your Love Scene can Make you look like an Porn star! With me ghost writing your lyrics can Make me look like Ne-Yo or The Dream { Ay-Ay} developing an ad lib can destroy the charts something Like Jeezy Did {YEEEAH!} Just so you will know I'm an Poet writing on top of an instrumental beat. "Standing Ovation" I'm Your Girlfriend Favorite Poet and " I Luv It". And I'm Your Mother Favorite Artist... {Yeeahh!} This is More than rap, This is my Poem and I'm The Author!. I put on for my city.. I'm th1nk about tatted DETROIT across my back, but then I thought why would I do that when DETROIT Don't even carry me on their back.We Walk around with our head held high when they mention that we are @ the top of list of Murder Capital. They Laughed & Shake their head in disgust when we mention that Kwame Kilpatrick is our Mayor... Even Nelson Mandela went to jail! But they wonder why the America Flag will never change It's colors to Marcus Garvey Tradition of Red.Black.Green! They wonder why Black's will never get there 40 acres and there mule.. Because we forget how our boats were coming over from being enslaved for all those years! We speak like we highly materialize then highly intelligence.. Walking around like your shit don't stank holding your head to symbolize to the Black community that you better than your own people... Letting the opposing race know that we can't get a lone because of simple pair of shoes or glasses... Why we can't get a lone because he or she look or spoke to you wrong... Forgetting that they may have wasted your time, But no one should never take your pride! So stand an anoint truth when you see it because it very rarely that you will ever see it in this form.

Amber.Alert

A girl of defeat, a girl of abused. Tossing & Turning at night. What a
thriller, without the actors of thriller. Screaming for air, screaming
for help. Being defaced of her pride, being defaced of her respect!
Hiding a couple hours at time to free her self from pain. Cut & bruises
are kept hidden, black shades viewing, and long sleeves wearing.
Pound after pound of abusing, no one to run to... To only find her
self on road, with one thumb up in the air hitch hiking her life a way.
As the news, family and friends signal * Amber Alert* all across
the screen to only found out that she was abused & abandon.

Abducted by stranger's left a lone in a dark & gloomy room
of creature friends to eat at her flesh. As she tries to mumble
for help.. To late her flesh wound were cover with creature
of the night. As she lay, few day's goes by and to only
find out that she was abused by love{Meaning Her Boyfriend
beat her pretty much every night around the same time}after dark!

Gentleman Like Scenario

Red Rose Petals, That's the way a
women would love you forever.
Spoiled your women, make her
feel like there no other.. Cook for
her just because, Let her know
that a women don't have to always
be in the Kitchen... Good Eye
To Eye Coordination, Let her know
that you are serious about whatever
that is being said.. Show her the attention
that she need and deserve or else she
may walk away. Lastly, Make love
to her how she want it, not how you
want it.. It's because of a women that
I'm hear... I don't know about you
but i cherish the grown a women walks
on.

Its time that the we stand up as men. Start respecting our women. Is
it's too much to open a car doors for our women, start protecting our
women from harms way? Making sure you standing on the outskirt, not
trying to look underneath her skirt. Start telling our women how you
feel instead of holding it in. Insecurities is the number 1 issues in
our community because we lack communication
& We lack trust. Women our more than just what's between their legs!

Poetry.Mail

Dear: Love.Eve!...
"You have new poetry
mail, do you wish to
retrieve it at this time?"

Hi Eve, This is Poetry "Xzavier". Well whatever
you want to call me @ this time, I have a few question
I need to asked you a few questions?

can I leave you sexual notes around the house, can I write you just to be writing you. Do you mind if I send you an dozen of roses to your job... explaining to you what I want to do to you when you get home. Can I call you a million time to see how your day is going? Can I conversate with you? Can I walk along side of you on the side of the curb so I can protect you from harm, protect you from accidents even doe i have no fault insurance on my body.. I still would put that on the line for Love.Jones Added another addition to your name because that sounds so much better than Eve Adams. Can I write an wedding vows as beautiful as Jamie Foxx proposal to Fancy and have an wedding as gorgeous as Madea's Family Reunion? Boo

I honestly just want to cater to you ... page out of Destiny child book,I honestly want you to be the last women I ever make love too. but the lyrics our totally different. I'm a king looking to share my throne with an queen. I guess you can say that you wouldn't be loving the wrong person.. You would actually have an person to love you back.. Love you unconditionally... Can you believe that, probably heard this before, But this is an different song.. This is Poetry.Jones song to you and Ne-yo didn't write it! these are my lyrics from the heart.. I'm my own ghost writer.. This is not an dream... { The Dream Voice} Ay... Ay... I don't need an duet, this is my solo.. Let me get to know The rest of Eve.Adams individually from Mentally, To Physically, and Whateva else there is to know that have a Ly at the END!

De.Hearted

Red petals still surrounding
The atmosphere of Love. The room
Still empty, with the heart still listed
In crucial condition. Its a slight chance of
Life; but at this very moment my heart
Is still on it's death bed looking for the grace of God to bless me with
the art of a whole heart.. Waiting on the right donor to donate their
heart to a person of loyalty,a person of
honor, sophisticated man, and a gentleman like man. I'm still writing in
the imagination of Love ; still believing that some where their is
Love. Writing the same lyrics from Love, but realizing that Love only
have meaning. An that is to cherish the ground your partner walks on.
Protect her or he from harms way.....

{ Heart Pondering} " Doctor, Stating We
Lost him"

Effifel Tower, Long walks, Honey moons
Holding hands, head on laying my shoulder
You saying I do! Making love for hours and
Hour at a time no interruptions.. Come on baby
Let me take you away from here...

{ Beep. Beep.Beep} " Check his pulse", still no
Sign of life sir"

Or will my death take place before my sign of
Real love take place? My ashes floating down
The stream of loneliness, wishing my spirits to be reincarnated into a
Turtle Dove of happiness. " { Doctor} Clear!

{Clear.Clear.Clear..... Beep.Beep.Beeppppppppp!}

I'm weak, I'm fragile.. But most importantly
I'm living.. I'm lonely in heart, but so far I'm
bless. God have plans for me and knows who best for my success... but
sometimes I just want to be love lord... But in your name Jesus
I will be most definitely waiting on whom ever you set for me.

You Go Girl

" This poem here, is basically written for
my strong black sister's and it kind of put you
in a remind of """""Phenomenal Women""


"Go ahead girl walk it out" {Xzavier Speaking}. Don't even know
You.. But I can tell u that you have a mean
Walk. You walk with the dignity of a women, u walk with your head held
high with your self esteem shooting @ the top of your priority! Don't
know you and can tell you that your demeanor is sexy, your complexion is
gorgeous.. Black women u r beautiful and for those that tell you your
not then its obvious they not looking in the right department.
Beautiful! I'm noticing your body from the outside.. But your intellects
& common goals are what I'm interested in! As I close my eyes to imaging
the things that I can do for you.. The things a man should do for a
women... Worship. Worship. The ground that she walks on

Xzavier. Speaking & Th1nking

{ Hold on, as I dream}

Imaging Anita Baker telling me "I'm the best thing yet" closing my eyes
to only imaging the feeling in my head.. Visualizing the passion she had
when them lyrics was written. The emotions flowing, the love in between
the two. The passion in between the two.. Love in between the two...
What is Love?


{Go ahead Walk that walk Girl! Talk that talk girl..
show us that independent girl!}

Mean walk. Sophisticated swag. Beautiful Demeanor. Gorgeous smile. Classy
conversation.. Shows your women hood..
I'm blessed. I'm gifted and most of all I'm a
A phenomenal women.. That's me... Maya Angelou written. Poetry.Jones
Remixing Xzavier.Washington Talent and God giving talent..

Written.Love

Writing Love Down on Paper
to see if it's any other way
you can spell it with out
it being confused by Lust.

Luv, Love... It doesn't
matter how you say
it or spell it. Do
your heart mean it
or do your Dick Mean
it?

Turning down your true
love to be with that person
that only want Lust. Letting
the lie's fly to only determine
that the one you left behind
was all about Loving who
you were... Now You
only a few seconds of
a way of being a Teenage
Parent... Now you just
a baby mother, Looking
for a place to carry
your delivery!

Realizing why is it so hard for a women
to believe in the truth, but
quick to fall for a lie?

But I'm left to hear
a women saying that
all Man not shit..
I'm stuck with rejection
from another man mistake..

I'm stuck with being Neglected
from another faults... But I
always go back to Why is it so hard for a women
to believe in the truth, but
quick to fall for a lie?

Sex.N Poetry Term

Sweet shade of your lipstick. Sweet taste of Your.. Shhh baby just let
me finish at what I'm doing.. Grown man game, grown man feeling. Just
relax and let me finished penetrating.

Sweet sound of love.... Mmmoaning! As I go deeper & deeper. Sweet sound
of your voice.
{ Baby, Get on top} start off slow, then proceed to grind hard.. Baby
grind harder as I whisper..... as I caress your breast you continued to
grind harder... as you begin to cum you start calling my name {
Poe.tree.... Jones} as you pronounced every syllable! " I love you, I
love you" I love you, I love you too. Your Love is Queen, mixing the sweet sound to The soulful voice of Sade.. as the bed because to rattle it's sound something like a Safari.. As I pull out to only go back in... Gently, slowly proceeding to gain my speed back.. Making love as the rain begin to come down, sweat begin to fall, love begin to be made... { Ahhhh} as I scream out... shhh! Oooo as noises begin to be
scream louder and louder.. Baby I'm about to CUM

Dream.Love

I Need a women of Sophistication, a women that can speak to me with intelligence and
whisper to me about Love! See I don't need a women that's always in my face Talking what she want and need.. But can satisfy me mentally,please me with grammar and Not always trying to correct me on how to spell Fila or Gucci or Gucci Mane.. Kiss me and shuddup... Hell make love to me and go to sleep.. I don't want to have to argue with you for the sake of Happiness. I shouldn't have to tell you this more than once..... Hold on, Hold on Rewind... Let Love find me, for my destiny let my significant other walk through and take my breath way... Let her glide across the floor and touch me with her soft hands{ Let her whisper in my Ears} Telling me she love me.. OMG, What a dream!

Crow Story. Written N' Poetry Terms

Usually When The Leaves
Start to fall ,signs of Loneliness,
Emptiness, and Sadness begin to arrive
Sun begin to fade Time begin to turn. Snow begin to fall, leaving
You lonely in the days of Zero below. Down below is a Climate that no one predict to go.
Living n demises, my spirits begin to combine
With the outcome of denies. A neglect thought, the symbol of my whole life turned behind! But I still wrote in product of my soul being turned down in result of emptiness. Love begin to turn black..... {Lights.Out}

{Lights.On}
Black roses was reveal, black crows
were dead, Still I cry of the only
remaining soul left behind. With
no one out there to run to. Close
my eyes, re open my eyes there wasn't
a Bible that I can lay my eyes to, There
I prayed in a room full of darkness, and
in the background I'm hearing the noises
of folks " Help Me Please! as It get louder,
begin to pray louder.. To Turn around to
only see my life come to end right in
front of my own eyes.

The crows eating @ my eye's
zombies eating @ my flesh
devil reaching @ my soul
to only realize that my sins
were responsible for my side
of Black Resurrection.

Assassination Dream

Looking N my rear view mirror
Seeing that they after me. But
As I change direction I'm seeing
Them n my blinds...Sitting in The Passenger
Seat of the ride.. It's Quiet, ass 6 shots fired.
I'm hit... 911 saying " shots were fired, we have
A black male in his early twenty"They say he
about 5'7 and about 160lbs... News Reports
BREAKING NEWS!!!! Poetry.Jones have
been shot he is Enlisted In Crucial condition.
REWIND, standing in my windows starring out
the window in Paranoia without the Gun such
as Malcolm did, but to only see the message
Martin left behind " Non violence, Non Violence!
Telling Tupac Not To Escape this way but go
without Suge... My mind playing tricks on me..
Not realizing which angle they going to hit me
from is the scary part.. Telling J.F.K not to take
that ride down that way.. That they gunning
for you.. My brain shatter, leaving rem anise
across the seat.. Closed casket, crying tears
A sad moment for the world to see such a
intelligence young man life took in such a violence world.

Empty Hearted

Emptiness Is all I know at a time.
Love is all I'm trying to get at this
time. Am I Too young is what I'm
asking, Do I have my whole life
ahead of me to do so? I'm Thinking
I'm not promise tomorrow and want
to at least be loved by tomorrow .

Should I pour my heart out to the
one heart I adore," hold on let me
think", I have no heart to adore. I
do have broken hearts to pour! I'm
Lonely and I want to be in Love, I cry .
I mean My heart cry through the
emptiness of remorse, I want to be
able to turn that pain into Love gain.

Boo Can You answer me all them questions?

Addressing The Procrastinators

Never wanted to be a copy cat
I always wanted to study Originality.
but instead I'm over looked by false
reality.. I pick up a talent of literature
through out the reality of Love..
But I never wanted to be one of
the ones to fight diversity.. I never
wanted to be one of the one's
caught in a portrait wasting and
throwing money to those of the
pretenders.. So I bow down to
pray to he of the many blessings
of having the investments to shelter
my soul. But N'Stead I'm overlooked
because the honesty, Overlooked because
I rather Love Hard, than fight hard... But
for now on I will love N' My Mind and Not
N my heart because this rejection of the
heart will not drive me to a early Heart Attack!

{ drop the Mic} echoed..

LIES VS. TRUTH

It's so easy to fall n love with a LIE! But so
easy to turn down the TRUTH.. I didn't
write the book of LOVE... " But the only
excuse's i hear are " I'm to young and
I have my whole life ahead of me for
Love, { Chuckled} Because that's some
bullshit that I never heard before.. But
really lying because she/he really don't
want to be with.. I rather for a women
to tell me that I'm not her type before
she feed me some BULLSHIT like that...
Yea, Yea.. I live and I learned I know.. If
you going to complained about falling in
love, then why play with Karma.. Knowing
that you was hurt n the past.. so eventually
what goes around will come back around.
It's not a written lie, It's obviously the truth..
But let me stand back because I noticed the
truth is never won, But a Lie can walk around
with the pride of telling a LIE and feel like he
the realest in the room.. Telling her He the
Realest {N} Word n this building... Hold on
Probably telling her he the realest one in this
world... Phew... Hell That's Lie n itself... But
the truth walk up and she just walks away to
only followed the Lie into his trapped.. He
got what he want and now ALL MAN not shit
because of that ONE LIE..

Epidsode {One}

Nov 27th, 1985
Begin a chapter that only
God knew what this Birth
would bring him, already
consider a blessing from
the hands of his Parents.

Fast Forwarding... To Maybe
1995 a 10 year old kid
whom life was just becoming
miserable without the like
of two parents being around..
The divorce the break up and
the reason behind the break up..
and the older I got, I begin to
understand why the Break up
occurred.. I remember waking up
on a August 24th 1980 something
I do know I was maybe 4 or 5, so
I will go on and say 1988... Anyways
It was my father Birthday and he was
sleep and I thought for a Birthday
present it would be cool if I could
fix him some BREAKFAST! Leading up
to this celebration, I thought I knew
how to cook because I have seen my
GRANDMOTHER; a hundred times cooking
and back then I thought u learned
something by observing but I guess not...
so back to that DAY! So after I got them
Pancakes done, I went to wake him up.. But
to only run into my dad sniffing Coke! But
at that this time I wasn't sure what It was..
So I seen him moving his nose to the left and
too the right... Anyhow, I brushed it off and
grab my dad hands and showed him what I made
for him for his Birthday... But in returned
I got a ass whooping and a bloody nose from
him hitting me In my nose. Tear's landing on
me from him crying and apologizing for him
hitting me in the face. But at that time
I had no time for HATRED! I just wanted
to do something for him for his Birthday.


I have to admit that it wasn't easy
picking and choosing which parent
you wanted to stay with over them
periods of time. But I had to make
a decision after a few NEGLECTION
period of my dad being to busy
to be with his SON.. So I made
my pick anonymous and chose to
live with my MOTHER.. Growing up
It wasn't easy being a little
boy living with out a father figure
at home to provide help from a man
point of view. So instead I went
to My Uncles.. My Mother Brother's
not to mention that my Mother two
older Brothers were the totally opposite
but could coached on a Great Ass whooping.
Just to get a idea on them so You could be
clear on what I'm facing.. First Brother
is about 6'3 at least 240lb and that's just
the quiet one. Second Uncle is about 6'2 and
about 255lbs and He don't give damn who you
was, his thing was "IF YOU OLD ENOUGH TO TALK
BACK, THEN U OLD ENOUGH TO GET THE HELL SMACK
OUTTA YOU" So my intentions was alway's good
when It came them.. But did I mention that My
Mother Baby Brother.. He wasn't so tall but
he was at least 5'10 and very strong and I knew
how strong he was because I ran into him quite
a few times. Just so you know I'm a only
child so I didn't have the knowledge of
having a BROTHER OR SISTER.. It was just
me and Me only.. SO I HAD TO LIE AND U KNOW
HOW THAT PRETEND BROTHER AND SISTER THING GO..
SO NOW U WALKING AROUND WITH QUITE OF FEW Good
Brothers and Sisters.. Not even sworn IN! But
we were that closed than we were FAMILY..

Back then you didn't have to be blood, all
you had to do was to be a FRIEND AND SHARE
THE SAME INTEREST.. But @ the age of 8 and
9 who don't show the same interests. I MEAN
WHO WASN'T WATCHING POWER RANGERS OR CAPTAIN
PLANET.. Who wasn't pretending to be they
child hood heroe when they that age? But
being without a father really hurt me
because It was times when I needed a
father to be apart of my life. An not
just because I played sports; @ the age
of 11 I playing baseball and I was playing
with guy's older than I was. I was playing
what you call Major League.. But I wasn't
getting paid for it, I was the catcher and
I was really good @ it... So I quit because
I realize that all I wanted was a father.. Not
a Athletic director.. I was hitting Puberty and
I had no one to go to But My Mother...DO YOU KNOW
HOW HARD IT IS TO TELL YOUR MOTHER OR HAVE YOUR MOTHER
WITNESS YOUR PENIS BEING ON HARD! JUST KNOW IT'S KIND OF
EMBARRASSING..

To be continued......