I'm sorry I don't make all da rite choices

Or use da rite words wit' da rite vioces

I'm sorry I upset U at times

If I'm such a screw up, Y should I expect U 2 stay mine

Or should I stay blind

N pretend I never hurt ya

Or should I C N jus B the first ta,  Say I'm sorry

Cuz I am

N as a man

It's hard 2 know what a woman wants

But I'm doing my best to figure it out

Naw I wanna trigger it out

N shoot a bulls eye

But wit these fools eyes

I don't know which 1 of my actions would hurt you

Would it make it better if I took U out to eat N bought U some perfume

If so it sucks

N I'm fucked up

Cuz I'm broke

It hurts cuz U can't even laugh at a joke

Or understand when I'm playing

B4 U start preying

Taking me serious

But than again I jus might B delirious

N if so I'm sorry

But that's jus' the man in me that can't understand the female party

C I thought I was being a good man jus' by being supportive N faithful

Man how can I B stuck in a state so...          Ignorant

It's clear U need more

N I don't know what more, 2 do

So I'm jus' gonna give U a kiss

Wit a wish

That It'll get better

Hey Y'all thanx 4 da feedback I'm eternally thankful 4 it. So here's my new joint inspired by Common's "Between Me, You, And Liberation."  I still can't come up wit' da right name 4 it but it's one of my newer pieces

He said there was something he had to share with me
We both been through hell N back N he was there with me
He was there with me when I walked the streets in the night
I was there for him every time he had beef N lost his teeth in a fight
I was the one that pushed his father off him saying
    "What the fuck is wrong with U
      A real man should never hit is son"
N my mans would fall to the floor preying
   Saying to himself  "What the fuck is wrong with U
       Look what U have done"
I never got why he would blame himself
Kind of looked like he was ashamed of himself
Felt like his confidence was low N he needed a switch
I tried to explain it wasn’t his fault that his father was a bitch
He heard me but he was never listening
I always knew there was something his story was missinging
There was always something I felt he wasn’t telling me
Now he’s looking like he’s failing me
Standing here with something to reveille to me
With this knot in his throat this something became clear to
      Even B4 he said it
He didn’t want to talk Cuz he felt like he would regret it
He wanted to know what was wrong with him
Sadness grew strong with in
Taught what he "Was" was a sin
And even God hated him
All I could thing was how could I relate to him
Now I started to doubt my man
But he was crying begging me to understand
And I could feel his essence dieing
Plus I gotta admit that it takes a real man to honest N stop the lying
This was my best friend N if I truly loved him
     I had to hug him
      N tell him it would B alright
Even though I didn’t think it would
U can’t B this way in the hood
N I was right
 It hurts Cuz i was right
I didn’t want 2 B
 But I was right
That’s why him N his father were always in a fight
He use to Scream "No Fagot Is Going To Be A Son Of Mine"
His mom use to walk around blind
N when she came 2 find out
Words of hate came out her mouth
Eventually everybody found out
And Everybody would insist
In this would there was no way he could exist
So in search for a place to settle
He put a gun to his temple
Through cold steal metal
  He took his last breath
But it was worth it to live free past death

Give Me Feed Back Y'all

OK so now I'm back in my old high school teaching poetry N doin' my thang. Y'all should C it my lil' Grunts R all growing up N Bcuming some fine Spoken Word Artists. i think thats how U spell artists. Any way here's one of my newer joints can somebody give me feed back on it. This way I can fix it B4 I commit it 2 memory. By the way it was inspired by a Black Ice poem that was dedicated to 2 Pac.

What U got in Ur pocket boy?

Put away that Rocket Boy

What U thinking?

Revolution?

Trying 2 swim

But U sinking

Wit’ out a solution

Stop blinking’

Cuz U missing’ the message

U know something's wrong when Ur afraid of Ur own confessions

I know U hear me

But R U listening

I’m trying 2 give U a lesson

Cuz It’s needed

In times we all get heated

But all this bleeding’

Doesn’t make any sense

Since my transition

I learn 2 listen

So now I know what 2 say

So I gotta speak 2 U like 2morrow haven’t promised after 2day

So I’m going say what I got to

And nothing going to stand in my way

Ur distant

Ur cold

I’m tired of seeing the ice in Ur eyes

Cuz U R definitely more than another gangsta

Ur my Brother

My brother

I hung with U on the block

My best friend

Together we ran from the cops

My son

2 keep U from harm

At any alarms

I cradle U in my arms

Like a father

U taught me so much

C we connected even though we’ve never been close enough 2 touch

We sit in the same seats on the bus

We come from the same hood

Everyone already assumes we’re no good

So why prove them right

When we could B the stars that shine in the night

Why walk with guns

When we could walk like we light in the sun

I am not here to criticize

I’m no John Rocket

I remember the Public Aid hell sent doctors

Holes in every pair of boxers

I’m Mexican so it was either Gang Banging or soccer

And the constant sound of fuckin’ helicopters

So believe me

Once we’re focus can’t anybody stop us

So many tried to warn U

But Ur brain still shook like maracas

Pac you aren’t gotta come back

I got this

Watch as I step on stage and Burn this

Down

Like my name is Julia Burgess now

I gotta step up and speak righteous

You’re out your mind if you ever try to fight this

SomeThing Deep

I wanted to say something deep

Something with meaning

Something you would listen to

I want to say something sweat

Cause so many words are demeaning

And it’s hard to believe wants true

I want to say something deep

Something powerful

Maybe talk about war

I want to say something deep

Something unstoppable

But many say what for

I want to say something true

Speak on Iraq

There’s enough casualties

                                    Do we really want more

I want to emphasize something you already knew

Take the pain back

Yeah we fighting

                        Do we know what for

We fighting wars

                        Against our own laws

They give us shit

                        And make us swallow it raw

So I’m steady dreaming

For the day the air is clean and

                                                Success is all I’ll be seeing

I want to say something freeing

Cause I want to be free and not make believing

So I stay Chi-Town dreaming

C We stuck

            We trapped

                        And it’s a shame that y’all can’t C that

We white

            We Latin

                        We black

And it’s a shame that y’all can’t see that

C it ain’t about trying 2 prove

That we tougher than U

I’m just trying to let y’all know that we suffering 2

It ain’t a black or white thing

It’s something I’m a sing

I feel it in my dreams honestly

I need 2 say something deep

Something About the hungry dieing

New births crying

And politician lying

I need  2 say something deep

I need you to talk to you today

Wait a minuet I did

                        So do you have anything 2 say

By Sharay

any means necessary

personally I am an any means necessay type of girl but wrong is wrong. check this out.

You know whites once said that the best way to hide anything from Black people was to write it down and yet today they are still right....Did you know that at sistah King's funeral an anti gay church from Topeka, Kansas (we all know Topeka is racist) stood outside protesting announcing that Coretta was doomed to hell for being a fag lover and that she hijacked the freedom train and split the gates of hell wide open!!!!!!! Not only that, but mourners who went to pay their respects were greeted with hostile slurs along with harassment to two-year old children being told to ask their parents what sodomy is!!!!!!!! The children were scared senseless and the police were there to protect the PROTESTERS.

I found out about the incident by reading the Washington Blade yesterday...no one else bothered to publish the story and they only reason they did was because they were ANTI-GAY protesters.....my point to you is what will we do about this? Will we sit idly by watching them disgrace this woman...this Black woman....this woman who has already been thru hell and back not only for gays but for BLACK people....will we continue going on as brainwashed NIGGAS????!!!!!! Well, I have this to say...If you can take the time to fill out some sex survey or frivolous questionnaire you can take the time to show some pride for your Race and some gratitude to your ancestors by standing up for Coretta....Do not let this ignorant act go unnoticed and without any repercussions!

Please repost this for everyone to see so you can at least say you spread the word!!!!
Thank You!!!!!

This Was Writin by supernova13193's N I think this is something that we should all know about black, white, gay, straight any body with a heart should find this shamfull painfull and down right fucked up