[ We Our The World ] collabo

I am Poetry. Jones,

an equipped with powerful vowels, i speak fluently within 8 parts of speech..
which they say books are describe to be made up of glue, paper, and ink..
but they forgot to mention that poets are made up of creativity,
imagination,and eloquence of expression.. some people may rhyme
through a ink pen, and a notepad.. But I make my living off directly
scripting my thoughts straight through the system
See me I don't make my living off procrastination or lying on
a hot 16.. talking about bitches & hoes.. I make my living
off free styling my creativity so that my memory can be
under a microscope of positivity.. See how I write i give
off precise symptoms.. I direct all my attention toward the
system.. Watch how I dot my I's.. I'm intelligence from
the attention I paid in school, I'm intellectual because of
all the mentor guided I had growing up.. Don't judge me
because of the color of my skin.. Judge me by the knowledge
i develop within.. Watch Me Dot My T's.. See troublesome
black man I never got within, but see Truth was always
a actual state of mines.. See why others was telling lies
I was too busy afraid to go to hell.. [ Let's Go Poet] Let's
have fun......


I am Ashley Johnson,

Well not really just afraid to be whats in it... Cause the god within doesn't come with failure and he's visible on my paper I pushed him through the pen so when I laid there in the lions den I just wrote where I wished to be and you can do the same with a heart full of life and a mind absorbed in positivity... cause for me, the impossible isn't a possibility I make everything possible close your eyes... Imagine me- a piece of art work in such a rare form- why? cause 1st Im a woman and black I was born...

Amazing how your given only the beginning of a story and you can dress the rest any way you'd like... the future never had a black president in sight... just know that was a vision written in mortal form and now look... on that stand we watch a proud African American MAN perform and with front row seats we see NEVER in action, acting' and his Oscar is won... and on comes the privilege to be proud and raise your son up with no boundaries no fear of going to hell and the mind that gives off precise symptoms toward the system as he dots his I's and crosses his T's... [Lets Go Poet]



Im Moe Trice...


I way to grown for the glitz, glamor and ice..
i spit erratic like K, but my precision is nice...
real knowledge... i spit the truth..so take my advice..
most shit niggas do..aint worth losing your life..
i don't go home cause streets dont need me...
and never go hard cause this shit so easy...
dont pay attention to bitches when they talking like they need me...
i say 75% of all niggas wanna be me...
the other 25 talking rec less like they beat me..

but they lost.. i find niggas pictures on milk cartons..
im the teacher..im laying em down kindergarten...
i got my boys on my side like Tommy, Cole and Martin...
im the thunder..im booming on niggas like James Harden..
im in the convo with best..with no excuse me or pardons..
u on your side kick cause u useless without a partna..
let me stop right here, cause Poetry. Jones, i got chu..

[Let's Go Poet]


I am PoeticBliss

Everything you saw and everything you missed.
The interpretation of a kiss between lips meant to be.
A connection needing protection to keep its chemistry.
Mind like a poetry factory words and phrases cluttered
in boxes and filling cabinets. And with everytime I'm
attacked with words of my own or- they take a
beautiful thing and set bombs off in its core- they
stood up on mics, called me out, declaring war- and
I fought back cause I felt my poetry was worth fighting for.
I stood my ground on my similes and shook them with my metaphors.
Slapped symantex across their faces till their eyes faced the floor.
And with everyone I meet I tried to be discrete but it was a story
of Cane and Abel. The story ends the same with me placed as Abel.
And I'm unable to understand your mental visual, but I don't do eyes,
I do ears and mental. Words with the ability to touch you from your
head to your navel. And anything after that is sensual- a sensation
only retrieved through my vocal- keep spitting as we keep
splittin minds wit our written lines. [Let's go poet]


I am blakdiamon

The hardest element of God's green earth
Rough and uncut
Mysteriously born wise
And filled with mental and spiritual brilliance
With a mind state of PDR Pride determination and resilience
Blessed with a mental and artistic caliber
Unmatched by many, understood by few
More complex than the most complex of the mentally sophisticated peoples
I guess you can say I have a beautiful state of mind
But it wasn't always that
But God blessed me with his wisdom and it developed over time
So I
Come to find that I grew up an extremely gifted prince
to an extremely powerful, passionate, intellegient, talented Scorpion king
And as I sit back relaxed in this throne of my own
Drape my left over the arm of the throne
I give room for the next poet in this poem
[lLets Go Poets]



I am PoeticExpression

Each word i speak is a poetry session. I flow as freely and smoothly l
ike the Nile leaving you in denile that i'm better with my works i compile.
I'm an expressionist, and though you question my passion i'll have you
know I'm a poetic assassin. Cuz i simply slaughter people with my
wordplay in every sentence i say in every possible way. Im
just spectacular, yes that's the correct vernacular. Its my
natural disposition to create such a composition especially
in my position cuz my style is constantly switching. I'm not
called PoeticExpression for no reason cuz no matter if
its a rainy season there's not a single doubt that i
'll ever suffer from a drought! { LET'S GET IT POETS}


I am PoeticallyInsane(ity) [Revision]

Poetry flows though my body's veins, thanks to the heartache and the pain that this world has inflicted
You see, the faces and places I've been think my life they have my life depicted
See but they minds ain't right, somewhere along the way they must've gotten twisted
So now I'm here to ease my pain, and shed some light on the conflicted
See I was was lost body,mind, and soul, in the cruelty of this wicked society
Which allowed my pen to flow on my paper, creating such varying variety
See I ain't out here writing these rhymes, just to receive some notoriety

NO!!! This poetry thing is in me, and I wrote through inspiration
About love, pain, joy, sadness, good, bad, and I write with admiration
I mostly yearn to write about my savior, to save some from eternal damnation
I know it's hard out here for us Christian men and women, but we MUST overcome temptation
Cause GOD tells us of our struggles, but we still must be a light to ALL the nations
So keep your head up and run the race, don't you dare run out of patience
Cause Jesus Christ my savior, is a doctor who's never lost a patient

You see he's been so good to me, even when times seemed bad
Cause I really I missed some trials and troubles, that I really shouldn't had
He's blessed me more than I deserve, and opened my eyes to see true love
And prepared for me a beautiful angel, and sent her from above
She's loves me just for me, and she got me if push ever somes to shove

So I'll be ready when my savior returns, without spot wrinkle or stain
He'll come with the sound of a mighty trumpet, and eliminate our pain
You see I realize that he's been there for me, through the storm and through the rain
But I realize that the cause of my insanity, is also what keeps me sane (poetry) [Let's go poets]


I am L. Lorelle. . .

Not only would i be honored to speak within. Souls matching like Adam and Eve in the beginning giving off vibes with discipline yet again. I speak life. You are the head and not the tail. You'll live forever, trust me my dear, you'll prevail. Crossing T's and dotting i's thanks to my fore father's knowledge and the jealousy they possessed which kept my father from attending my college. Through pleasure and pain you pray. Recite Matthew 6 and 9 everyday knowing our father which art in heaven hears our cries everyday. Official. Using methods of hopes I'm sub sequential messing wit low lives every pay day of a week smoking doing my ritual. Trading Bentley in. Just for the rock of a life time. Trading in the degree my God gave me for a punch line. I'm just saying man they call me MiRaKLeZ for a reason. . I substitute negativity and give you life when reading.


I am Queen Perswayzyn..........


I am LOYALTY
you wanna know what loyalty bought?
me a lifetime of pain and constant deep thoughts
was it worth it?
NO! if I knew I'd lose myself.
The Pain? it's like I birthed it if i could do it all over I'd choose myself!
I am the result of what pain brought left with nothing but lies and true feelings SO......now YOUR in deep thought! Over the loss? I'm sorry that what you offered didn't cover the cost so i walk around covered in frost?

I went for what i wanted and didn't stop wanted him so bad i was willing to fight I even schemed up ways to get him at night So when it came down to the crunches you damn right i threw the punches Yeah I fought but now I'm in deep thought.

If i wasn't so short fused I wouldn't be so scared to lose constantly making a fool of myself self handling the tool handing him my heart to take in a part 2 ruin it, take it and break it its been done in sets of 5 and now its 2 reps walking up and down me like i'm a set of steps and i take it over and over because thats what i was taught I write and pray next time for more wisdom So i stay in deep thought.

I am a bunch of emotions all wrapped up and I journey the paths i choose to take and I stay deep in thought and express it through chosen metaphors I am.ME!


i am Swift

a glitch in the realm of reality; some say I can't be real
so i'm scripted into thoughts of dreamers and movie reels
acting my part of some organic being that doesn't exist
yet they feel my every word and ride each inch of my dick
like oh he's a rapper but he calls himself a poet
honestly i'm an artist; i don't label myself for no one...

[because the script can be flipped and re-equipped to cause havoc
get the mic, hit the stage, hear a beat and have at it
i'm whatever i can muster at the moment u should catch up
my skill's are the only thing you going' hear if you ask me what's up
i am Swift the Misfit and that's the most critical factor]

...so that reel isn't real and i'm definitely not an actor...

[Let's Go Poet]