Def Poet
04-14-2006, 09:16 AM
http://slumz.boxden.com/showthread.php?p=6465262#post6465262
Look past the tone of my skin
The texture of my hair &
My rugged exterior
Tell me that you see me
Not the stereotype that’s been placed
On the men of my ethnicity
Attempt to look past what your eyes can see
Learn the inner me &
Don’t just label and shelve me
The recent surge of hate towards race disgusts me
Even my own race looks down on me in disgrace
How can I elevate
When the entire world is thine enemy &
My own people oppress me
Under their breath they talk low & mumble
Poppin sh*t like house nigga this and sell-out that
Just because I shattered the so called mold we’ve conformed too
I was bred in the hood
Yet the image of a thug is not what I portray
My demeanor is that of an intellectual male
With many goals to achieve
But you still flinch & clench your purse or wallet tight
When I pass your way on the street
(Just stop for a second &
Ask yourself “Why is it that you judge me?”
There is no answer to validate this bigotry)
But don’t ever get it twisted
Cause the sh*t I experience
Isn’t just secluded to one race
We all must endure the wrath of racism
Whether it be dirty looks that could sear flesh or
Serrated words that slice away chunks of your soul
Like NGH, spic, or crack-er
Why can’t we just look at a person &
See a human being instead of the tone of their skin
As I jot down these words
I pray that one day we’ll be blessed
With equality between ethnicities &
This vain society we dwell in now
Will be something only time remembers
Until then I’ll continue to be
The child of a so called lesser God
Because one day this integration of my thoughts will be read & acknowledged
My only prayer is that they will innovate & cultivate
The minds of the ignorant & bestow upon them
A sense of something greater
Than this racial sh*t we as people place so much emphasis on ©
Look past the tone of my skin
The texture of my hair &
My rugged exterior
Tell me that you see me
Not the stereotype that’s been placed
On the men of my ethnicity
Attempt to look past what your eyes can see
Learn the inner me &
Don’t just label and shelve me
The recent surge of hate towards race disgusts me
Even my own race looks down on me in disgrace
How can I elevate
When the entire world is thine enemy &
My own people oppress me
Under their breath they talk low & mumble
Poppin sh*t like house nigga this and sell-out that
Just because I shattered the so called mold we’ve conformed too
I was bred in the hood
Yet the image of a thug is not what I portray
My demeanor is that of an intellectual male
With many goals to achieve
But you still flinch & clench your purse or wallet tight
When I pass your way on the street
(Just stop for a second &
Ask yourself “Why is it that you judge me?”
There is no answer to validate this bigotry)
But don’t ever get it twisted
Cause the sh*t I experience
Isn’t just secluded to one race
We all must endure the wrath of racism
Whether it be dirty looks that could sear flesh or
Serrated words that slice away chunks of your soul
Like NGH, spic, or crack-er
Why can’t we just look at a person &
See a human being instead of the tone of their skin
As I jot down these words
I pray that one day we’ll be blessed
With equality between ethnicities &
This vain society we dwell in now
Will be something only time remembers
Until then I’ll continue to be
The child of a so called lesser God
Because one day this integration of my thoughts will be read & acknowledged
My only prayer is that they will innovate & cultivate
The minds of the ignorant & bestow upon them
A sense of something greater
Than this racial sh*t we as people place so much emphasis on ©
