You said the white man held you back /
Hell he cheated the Indian of ALL his jack /
Now the city is all black /
Whats up with all that /
Now the black man follows his way /
Leaving more and more everyday /
Whats up with that
Now the black man
Holds office and president
Hell even more /
much more accomplishments we can explore /
You complain as you lay on your ass /
What you have no cash /
Whats up with that /
You drag a good fellow black man down /
You are a fucking clown /
calling your child a little nigger /
You are his grave digger /
I have so much more to say /
I find myself tired this day /
Whats up with that /........
Unfinished
PS i ask of you to not read into this poem your two faced point of view. it is a poem of love that you may not see and Whats up with that. Poland i thank you for your visit...
Love
Jimmy
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- Jimmy J.
- Poetry, what is it? A poet what is that? I doubt its me ! To me poetry is a word description of life. No matter a good or bad life only the truth of life. A poet can only truly describe a life he lives or has lived. One can not write about drug addiction, gangs, violence, and despair if he or she has not dwelled there. I write things I feel because I have been there, done that and know what many people feel because I feel it. What effects the young today effected the old yesterday. Nothing really has changed when it comes to poverty. I write about black and white issues because I feel neither black nor white, because I refuse to wear color of skin. I write about the young because I never grew up. I write about the old because the years added up.
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