feeling for you

to continue.

I finally remembered after much deliberation....
when I was eighteen.

It seemed as if I failed
sure I passed
the SAT
ACT
AND
attended into college for 1 full year.

In the summer of 1991
I applied for all teen dream jobs imagined

Come to find out I was still a little green
I heard that money is funny but that was ridiculas.

Truthfully I had forgone being hired at tall.

maybe it is because I was 5' 3 1\2"

Shake it down Shorty!


In a daze the blaze of summer passed by, and I some how wandered back into college. For another sanctimonious venture of intellectual colleges in pursuit of livelihood and higher learning. Some one casually reminded me of the fall semester by saying " Are you returning to school this semester?" in anal tone I mean a nasal tone.
And "Did you fail, are you taking those slow classes?"
You know those classes for you?"

that's all that's it!

BE BLACK AND DIE OR LIFE ON THE RUN!

UPON GAINING A RECOLLECTION

AS A SMALL 4 YEAR OLD I WAS TOLD ALL OF THE PATICULARS ONE MAY NEED TO GET ALONG IN LIFE.
WHEN I EARNED THE RIGHT TO OUT TO PLAY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. ONE PHRASE
THAT I HEARD AND HAD ALSO HEARD IN THE HOME IS "ALL I HAVE TO DO IS TO BE BLACK AND DIE"
WHY ONE WOULD EXPECT MORE FROM ME WELL IS WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN GOLD AND MORE!

I HAVE HEAR
100 PERCENT OF ALL AMERICANS IN MY GENERATION HAVE BEEN INCARCERATED

THE GOOD MORAL FIBER THE BACKBONE OF THE COMMUNITY!

FOR THE GREATER GOOD FOR ALL PEOPLE?

blab blab away

to get away from
get awayfrom that topic
step out of torture

so the aliens had come and folowed since around 1982.

sure we get along now
but theirs still lots to cleanup
still lots to do

to get
that race of people to put away all 85 stong holds against me
and 30 other types of devices for me alone
a singer dancer song wiriter
preacehr
now victor and champion
valient and mighty in battle.