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Date Written: September 24, 2017
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911

Congress responded; 
Undisgraced and confirmed. 

The light shines bright, 
Quietly flickering.

Angela K Brown
 


A Woman's Worth

Trapped into circumstance 
The unfair practice within my skin 
I'm not red, yellow or brown 
Being dark has no exceptions 
When people see me they say I'm dumb 
They recognize me as ugly and retarded 
I live in a world of racial slang 
Called winch, baboon and Miss Thang 
Heifer, cow and stiff, 
Mongrel, roach and bitch 
I have no control of what is said 
In a world divided by race and color 
I feel they are confused that all lives matter 
People judge me by the space I'm in 
Confuse by the state of life I live 
I live in a world where women are underrepresented 
By human perceptions who fail to understand 
A woman is worth more than perceptions

Angela K Brown
 


American Dream

It is a land who took in huddled masses; 
With a promise to fulfill their dreams. 
America gave the right to free speech; 
With the right to protest and petition. 
America gave the right to worship any religion; 
With to practice your faith without any restrictions. 
America gave the right to carry an armed weapon; 
That granted the right to have protection. 
America forbid the right to invade our homes; 
A place where the army dare not roam. 
America gave the right to a fair trial; 
Where man could prove himself beyond reasonable doubt. 
America gave the right to vote; 
So every man and women could pick the candidate of choice. 
America gave the right to healthcare; 
Where every child could see a doctor. 
American gave the right to clean air and water; 
Where no man would die because all lives matter. 
America was a land where man could pursue his dreams; 
And to every American it is not always what it appears to be. 
People from every race risked their lives to live free; 
Americans now question what freedom means.

Angela K Brown
 


American Partide

Life is not fair, people fight wars 
People disagree, people feed on 
The right to dominate other races 
In how we percieve. 

We want to change our old ways. 
We won't be held back 
from getting our way. 
We won't be told what we 
Can't do. 

So we fight wars against our 
Woes, we wage war against 
our foes, we fight for justice, 
We take risks, at the cost lives, 
with open fists. 

We fight because we deserve 
better, and we change what 
we want because it is moral.

Angela K Brown
 


Born In The Usa

There are biases within my race and culture 
We are blinded by looks and divided by gangs 
To live in any place is not safe on the streets 
We are always competing with our needs 
In my culture we represent one skin color 
We come from many breeds 
We speak different dialects of English 
We are separated yet equal in some extint 
We are Americano, Black Indians and Africanas 
We are islanders, Latinos and Japanese 
Because we are different, we are not treated the same 
Defining an common ground so we won't stray 
Coming from different backgrounds is no problem 
Where we are what we eat, in whose company we keep 
But our cultural environment is how we represent 
It is what defines us and makes us distinct

Angela K Brown
 


Boys To Men

A kind kid with a slow mind 
Was not so smart at being kind 
What his life turned out to be about 
Life is not what was thought 
With the wars he faught 

Hanging out with the cool kids 
Breaking all the rules, missing it 
Dissin it-the in-crowd is all about faking it 
Fast cars, fast dreams, fast schemes 
Is not what it seemed 

Caught stealing, gang banging, cheating 
Found deceiving smoking weed hi-retrieving 
Selling drugs not what is made to mean 
Gang wars fallen short on a street-creed 
Kicking in doors, breaking windows, an initiation deed 

And you thought he was real cool 
Jumped like a fool, A junkie after you 
Friends dissed you and now its not so cool 
You have become the fool for breaking the rule 

The setbacks hustling crack in debt 
The suicidal thoughts race through your mind with regret 
Got suspended, reprehended, cuffed for slacking off 
You're locked in prison, a life sentence 
Made a statistic, with three strikes you're out

Angela K Brown
 


Breaking The Rules

Breaking all the Rules by Angela Brown 

set aside your heat for thourough gradation 

Christ, is that a knife in my back? 

and wage war on their point-proper diction 

monkeys ay! jackals compel me to hack 
That lays down the heart; it doth splay 

can't beat the gludious maximus man! ! 

because everyone from San Fran is definately gay 

Diet coke comes in a can 
I see the light of a thousand worlds explode in your eyes 

Make that loser walk the plank 

Is it the breath of pollen that tears my eye? 

Buy more cheese, fill your fish tank 
kill all people who cant drink mystic 

and yet i have the bends 

The amazing skateboardin' tarantula gone ballistic 

cradling the thorned egg in flaccid hands 
until congenial rivalry fell prey to vanity and pride 

and gasping for air is all you can do 

Cows moo 

talk to me i have a christmas present for you 
Pounds, baby.. pounds! 

I truly am, I am 

cradling the thorned egg in flaccid hands 

And chastise every I am 
i will always be standing before you with tongues 

let your tongue wander the subtle darkened folds 

and bitter like a wine-soaked tongue 

ahhh.. a flavor to behold 
pisses me off his gums won't stop a flappin' 

my head dials earth my head dials earth my head dials earth 

for it was his damn toe, that did commit that sin 

my ciruits are overloaded, but I'll try to do better next time 
Education was my calling, the valuable lesson I had to learn 

and curse anew at length the thrice-damned nads of Hell! 

I think we are in for a long yarn 

That you kinda smell

Angela K Brown
 


Circumstance

I am a product of a painful past 
Of thoughts filled with uncertainty and regret 
My great-grandfather saw his mother auctioned 
In Georgia on a slave block 
His heart was filled with pain and regret 
My ancestors were stolen from their homeland Africa 
Chained into bondage and held captive 
Against their will they surrendered to sin 
Slaves were forced into free labor 
Their dry cracked hands, bodies cracked and scorn 
The sharp thorns of cotton, the cold whip clung to her skin 
For two centuries, seasons had come and gone 
Slaves felt the burden of being suppressed 
Their hearts filled with fear, the sorrow and neglect 
Uncertain of the promise of the land of the free 
Life to them was a hopeless dream 
Some died in humiliation 
As a product of the circumstance

Angela K Brown
 


For Sale: Baby Shoes; Never Worn

In this journey 
I am blessed 
to see you smile 
to feel loved 
to be held 
Are the tears of hope 
To bring joy 
to find happiness 
to celebrate life 
Are the tears that flow 
The glow in your eyes 
the warmth of your smile 
the grace of your beauty 
to give life 
to have a child 
is the gift you bring 
And to give birth to a child 
in my life 
is a true blessing

Angela K Brown
 


Handcuffs

Handcuffs by Angela Brown 

Out in this cold, cold world 
With nothing to go by but hustling 
She is nearly fifteen, had many dreams 
With a fifth grade education 
And a bad drug addiction. 

What is she left to do? 

A heroin affliction a victim of prostitution 
And now her belly getting beginning to show 
She was kicked out her home with nowhere to go 
She can't pay the rent, out in this cold, cold world 
She is hungry and all alone, where nowhere to go 
Brenda is out homeless and all alone. 

What is she left to do? 

Brenda's got a baby coming 
And she is a girl with needs 
She cannot provide for her baby 
And its cold outside, she is stealing 
But she hasn't enough to provide 

What is she left to do? 

In this cold, cold world 
Brenda took a hanger to pull the baby out 
Before it was due, she took one look 
Wrapped it in a warm cloth 
Through it in the trash and left it for dead. 

In this cold, cold world 
In a mad man's world 
Living a lie, so bold, so cold 
In a mad man's world.

Angela K Brown
 


I Am

I am a woman with needs 
Where I am weak I seek retribution. 

I am a woman with needs 
I have refuge in finding my destiny. 

I am a woman with needs 
I demand to have respect.

Angela K Brown
 


If

If you were a flower, 
I would be the seed. 
If you were a tree, 
I would be the roots. 
If you were earth, 
I would be the moon. 
If you were a cloud, 
I would be rain. 
If you were a fish, 
I would be the sea. 
If you were a tear, 
I would be the ocean.

Angela K Brown
 


Imagery

Eyes wide shut, 
I can see the dead caucuses 
of ash and dust mites eating at my flesh. 
I have become the old tired drunk suicide. 
My bones aching and tired 
of reasons to move, to communicate, 
expand and move on. 
Images of decayed rusted and 
starving dreams die. I age with desire 
of being strong. Weak and tired, 
I am holding on. One eye shut, 
I can feel the voices 
peeling away my flesh, 
letting go, holding on, 
wanting to be loved. 
The voices stitch the seams 
of my soul, moving on from the dark 
to discover hope. 
The trumpets playing 
their musical ensemble, 
pa pa papaya pa pa, pa pa pa, 
pa pa, pa pa. Light pierce through 
the wounds of joy. 
Echoing sounds before my dreams. 
I'm not asleep yet…. 
We are within a storm 
facing a struggle over. 
I fail, I rise, I fall, I stand tall.

Angela K Brown
 


Practicioner

Women were taught there place is in the home; 
It is where men always felt women belonged. 
Women were taught to keep quiet; 
Let men run things, while in doubt. 
Women were taught to have children; 
To cook and clean, 'cause they can't make 
it alone. 

Women learned her worth to men; 
When she found her voice within. 
She went to school and she redefined her purpose; 
She began to work and stayed focus. 
She learned to fight for right and wrong; 
She learned to her place is where she belonged.

Angela K Brown
 


Sobriety Of War

I pull! You push! 
It's the tug of war 
Dodging bullets! 
Offence avoiding trenches, 
Defense dancing around land mines. 
The threat of nuclear? 
A surprise! What next? 
The A-bomb, missiles and 
The father of all bombs? 
Muddy water, polluted air and poison gas 
Let's pack on sanctions! 
The world is building tension 
And people are scarce – 
The smoky, cloudy, smoldering heat 
Marks the end of the world.

Angela K Brown
 


Statitistic

Breaking all the Rules by Angela Brown 

set aside your heat for thourough gradation 

Christ, is that a knife in my back? 

and wage war on their point-proper diction 

monkeys ay! jackals compel me to hack 
That lays down the heart; it doth splay 

can't beat the gludious maximus man! ! 

because everyone from San Fran is definately gay 

Diet coke comes in a can 
I see the light of a thousand worlds explode in your eyes 

Make that loser walk the plank 

Is it the breath of pollen that tears my eye? 

Buy more cheese, fill your fish tank 
kill all people who cant drink mystic 

and yet i have the bends 

The amazing skateboardin' tarantula gone ballistic 

cradling the thorned egg in flaccid hands 
until congenial rivalry fell prey to vanity and pride 

and gasping for air is all you can do 

Cows moo 

talk to me i have a christmas present for you 
Pounds, baby.. pounds! 

I truly am, I am 

cradling the thorned egg in flaccid hands 

And chastise every I am 
i will always be standing before you with tongues 

let your tongue wander the subtle darkened folds 

and bitter like a wine-soaked tongue 

ahhh.. a flavor to behold 
pisses me off his gums won't stop a flappin' 

my head dials earth my head dials earth my head dials earth 

for it was his damn toe, that did commit that sin 

my ciruits are overloaded, but I'll try to do better next time 
Education was my calling, the valuable lesson I had to learn 

and curse anew at length the thrice-damned nads of Hell! 

I think we are in for a long yarn 

That you kinda smell

Angela K Brown
 


Truce

If I were to tell you 
what someone told me, 
I might miss a detail or two. 
I hold inside broken dreams, 
broken lies, 
broken promises I step aside. 
Black and white 
Im rage, love and hate 
like two birds in a bush. 
With all the rage and madness 
What am I left to do. 
Thoughts of suicide, 
race through my mind 
from time to time 
I racing time. 
Black and white 
I heard the rumors 
A thousand times 
I ain't goin no where, 
I break down in cry. 
My tears flowing 
into the river of life. 
Black on white 
building blocks of promise 
we live in fear 
danger is near. 
Black and white 
I'm afaid of the dark 
I can not trust 
I do not know 
this course of history. 
Black and white 
have become the colors 
no one understands. 
we are in troubled waters 
pointing at words of blame 
at one another 
waiting in the waters of pain 
you hating me 
I am not like you 
I hating you 
You don't know me 
well enough to spread 
those rumors. 
Black and white 
in all hatread 
love and war 
the rumors spread 
got our feelings hurt, 
by the words being shared 
in truth and dare, 
we are both confused 
and unaware, 
we failed to forgive 
we dared to learn to channel our hate 
in goodnes and health 
we build these walls 
we made these walls 
we bcome these walls 
we tear down these walls 
we rise, we fall 
life is not a game 
we love, we hate 
one in the same 
I must define my purpose 
with the words needed to say 

letting go

Angela K Brown
 


Unlawful Arrest

Why can't things change? 

I am a witness to young kid dying, without a chance 
That child is our sons murdered without due cause 
Unable to fight back stray bullets aimed killing his heart 
To be gunned down marked invalid on dark streets 

Is it because our cries are not heard? 

I saw the young man dying without resisting arrest 
On the streets of disparity where laws are unjust 
The young man is one in one community of peers 
The harsh reality of blaming politics, hate is killing our kids 

Is our community to blame? 

A stray bullet piercing at the heart of a brother 
A deadly choke hold, a man took his last breath 
A sniper took his life with a bullet to his head 
A deadly assassin murdered a boy execution style 

Am I to blame? 
And we all fall down…

Angela K Brown
 


Vote

Not all countries have the right to vote, 
So they protest are slaughtered on the 
Street. The people they want to vote in 
Office are murdered. People placed in jail 
and people are scared. People fear 
that not every vote matters. The elections 
are not fair as if no one cares. The candidate of 
your choice never had a chance, 
because the voting booths were rigged. 
Another one wins and who was selected, 
by popular vote and underreprented. 
Casing your vote was taken away because hope 
To having new man is blown away.

Angela K Brown
 


Voting

If it were his words; 
I heard them, 
But failed to listen. 

If it were his antics; 
I took for granted, 
Because I did not understand. 

If it were his demeanor 
I accepted it, 
Because I failed to pay attention. 

If it were his lies; 
I believed it, 
Because it looked promising. 

If it were his arrogance; 
I supported it, 
Because it was domineering. 

If it were his absurdity; 
I ignored it, 
Because his words seemed credible. 

If I neglected to see reality; 
I took him at his word; 
And now I am paying for it.

Angela K Brown
 


What's Up

What's Happening? 
What's Up Wit Us? 
What's Going down? 
What do you do with a broken heart? 
I do not know how it came to this.. 
My heart opened, exist to resist. 
My sanity has drawn the line. 
Love and hate, my love is color blind. 
Wrong skin, wrong color, wrong gender – 
I have this problem. 
The problem nearly killed him. 
Afraid to walk in his shadow, 
with the idea of being afraid. 
Wrong colors, wrong skin, wrong age, 
wrong gender. Afraid of loving him. 
I should be crazy to love this man. 
I thought, I should have been the one, 
before me, before I leave, 
with him telling me, 
love lost its meaning, 
loved divided us, defined us, 
destroyed us. 
I should have been the one, 
telling him who I am, 
who I will to be, 
will to be strong, feelings I do not belong, 
I do not know why love hurts so bad. 
Scandelous walls divide us, deny us, hide us. 
raped, my identity stolen, my heart broken. 
Eliminate the pain inside, 
when you took my child, 
I want to die, 
My last will gone, wrong, 
done might cost me 
my life. Ice me, slice me. 
Burn me eternally. an inferno of love. 

What do you do with a broken heart? 
I do not know how it came to this.. 
My heart opened exist to resist. 
My sanity has drawn the line. 
Love and hate, my love is color blind.

Angela K Brown
 


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