The City of Falling Leaves

I'm just tryna make it

Be known as the greatest

Black & White Photographer...above the Mason Dixon

That's competition but I'm in it

I'm worth it

I'm winnin'

I'm tryna earn it

I just be thinkin' of ways to change the world through my art

I treat this blog has a start

Poetry coming straight from the heart

Instead of making millions & selling my soul for sinnin'

I've decided not to be dissin' but instead I'ma pray for your wisdom

tell you what I been thinkin'

Let me break this down...

Because I be kickin' rhymes about hope while many  sellin' dope

No goals

What are we doing for our children & how are we reachin' students?

Hopefully you think before you speak because there's no point in repeating the bad decisions seen my our parents or the gang bangers aiming at innocent little children

Was it worth it? Over some Jordan's or because someone was too different

Many black people lost their focus

Too busy focusing on what we see on the TV and read about in the media

Becoming followers & losing leaders

I get speechless

Because they shootin' straight to the chest

The lies history books told about Africa

How come we don't really know exactly where we come from?

There's a disconnect in the black community when a child can mouth every song on BET but can't read a paragraph out loud in front of his class

When young girls are more concerned about having A** instead of passing their class

Chicago see more killings due to gun violence than actual sun rises

And I'm not making this up...

Just last year Chicago had 506 killings & 667 in 2001

What have we become?

Gun violence??

Many young black boys from here don't even live to see 21

One day you're here & the next day you're literally dead

We've turned into the Negro diggin up his past like Arthur A. Schomburg & eating the lies that our country's history fed

Countee Cullen wrote poetry that reached the soul

Gwendolyn brooks didn't sell out for the silver & gold

So why should we??

We can't even sleep...too busy worrying about getting shot up on our own blocks

Gun violence in Chicago...where does it stop?

We need to go back to the Vernacular Tradition...calling out to God on our visions & teach us how to raise our children different

How could we sit back & watch our city fall apart

We need a revolution before we streets get shot up & our minds tear a part

This ain't suppose to be living...

We gotta change our decisions & get back to soul seeking...that time is now!!