I said something when my mouth drew up with baby X’s creating straight lines (had already transitioned)…your eyes widened for a second, your head declined then and you closed. My lips quivered as inexperience couldn’t translate into words but don’t act like you didn’t know how I died, with a rope…swinging (teddy lying underneath) or you heard me by the tears collecting a puddle to trample threw, medicated yourself with some corner brew and I’m still growing. While precious and formerly innocent thanks to the man you’re married to, I’m not 11 yet but see I’mma fall and git me a child from somebody else’s intimate hug while you have watched.
Don’t mind me cause there’s life’s cold crimson right now spattered in your house, on the basement walls, in my room that you bought and paid for, (on your hands) but I’m a child who run this. I ain’t paid no bills, came into this world with all the frills. I say what’s off limits and you pay the tow. I come to this world owing nothing. Ain’t but two minutes off laying low something, right now it’s a cat somewhere screaming in pain or maybe a carnivorous video game…I’m playing. I’m gone be famous ‘fore I turn 18, take a few people with me know what I mean, cause if you don’t know who your child is by now, here’s Johnny…you finding out something, scratching your head how?
I’m young and black (did I mention I was black). My daddy left early with my mama struggling and cracked, no man to hold me down and no matter how I try there’s nobody around to show me I’m something more… but I overcome. Go to college and put it to it, made it out the real hood, got good grades and one weekend I’m in the wrong place (some random street I don’t know anything about). I turned down a funny street and I got lost, somehow meeting up with these two cops where I attempt to explain but they don’t wanna hear my voice, don’t wanna know my name, don’t know I got good grades, a good reputation, don’t know I overcame cause all they saw was “nothing”…they heard I was black, most remember…brains burn with that? Well…I used to be
said something we refused to acknowledge
saw what we hoped… things will turn out polished
if ignored it must go away…as long as we were present
it would be okay …P R E S E N T
all in a definition