Not Entertainment by Vizion
You don’t understand
This ain’t entertainment
No, excuse me
This isn’t entertainment
And sometimes my slave language kicks in
Reminding me from which I came
Bad Habits by Nina Brewton
“Bad Habits”
I understand why he’s so scared
THAT love
That love ran deep
It's still in his veins
Bad habits are hard to break
I understand why he’s so scared
THAT love
That love ran deep
It's still in his veins
Bad habits are hard to break
The Beast by LaShawne Bryant
This beast has been knocking upon my door for weeks. Unceasing, the pounding has become like my heart beat. I need it to live. Expecting to face my fears head on I ignore its’ calls, its’ ferocious growl. I go numb. All that is heard in my mind is the pounding, my heart beating. I am still alive.
A Summer Night Dream by LaShawne Bryant
Raindrops fall on warm window sills steamed with lust.
Little hands rub sleepy eyelids hoping no one noticed
Smells of fresh bread and Sunday morning fill hungry nostrils
Bicycle bells and lemon yellow sherbert announce summers arrival
Two lips pressed tightly to two lips in total bliss
Fall leaves fall into the safety of winds open hands and dance
A touch from a lover who loves like loving listens through finger tips
Time is love, love is time, acceptance and balance equal bliss
Di Pain of di Rasta Rude Bwoy by Agu Literatti
For too long I an I seen 'em suffer…
mi spirit vexed on mi inside.
Dem Rasta dem are mi breddas…
dem cold blooded fi survive.
mi spirit vexed on mi inside.
Dem Rasta dem are mi breddas…
dem cold blooded fi survive.
Dem dreads represent di rebel lion…
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