The father asked the son, “why are you angry?”
The son said because of the injustice in the world
       The young black boy who died the other day,
By police brutality is all that has been said….
Riots in Baltimore with bricks that are thrown,
News reports with violence being shown.

The son implored,
“I ask for peace!!”
March on,
Speak out,
Don’t burn the streets….

I ask for a country where I can stand TALL
No injustice for us but justice for all ..

That Guy

You know…. the one that looks at you like you are piece of meat,
Something he can add to his collection….

That brother down the street who claims he is all about you, BUT is looking at someone else.
He likes to hear himself speak..
To focused on himself to care about anyone else…especially not you.
He’ll use you
Abuse you
And reuse you when he needs to

The addiction you can’t get enough of..
Blinds you..
Does no wrong..
heaven on earth,
And hell on fire ..

You are nothing to him,
Something to do when he gets bored,
Plays with the heart strings…that he does…
Leaves heartache in his wake,
And tears at his feet..

That girl..
Falls for it every time,
Optimistic for a love story that has no happy ending….

My sister, my friend,
Move on and rejoice,
Because you deserve better..
But that is  your choice..