It is said Are the measures Gradations of fib... More white more truth More black is worse... With such entangling Where is found Purest lies and truth... ? Then further Does truth birth lies And lies the truth... ?
Like a Black Cloud That Always Follows But Never Rains
I know feelings aren't easy And it can be hard to show But if you could find it in yourself I'd wrap you up tight and never let you go Your words knocked the breath right out of me You spoke with a disdain that would be hard to fake But believe i only hid your keys So you wouldn't drive your car into the lake Sometimes, we all get low We all live with a pain we don't think anyone else will ever know But i need you to try I need you to work on yourself like a mountain on high There's not enough treasure buried in the diamond sea That could ever equate to what you mean to me Yeah, i miss your smile You don't seem to laugh anymore You smother the spark i thought we'd set Still, all i can seem to say is "what'd you do that for? "
Black Girl Although your thick hair doesn't flow It blooms like a flower as it grows Black Girl You are an exquisite being Handcrafted by the likes of God You were created with honey, brown sugar, chocolate and gold You have a radiant aura and a beautiful soul Black Girl You are a Queen Love the skin you're in You are beautiful outside As well as within Black Girl You rock You are amazing in every single way And don't forget that you were fearfully and wonderfully made
My hands tightly clenched The bathroom counter, My mouth agape, Eyes rolling, Tossing hair to the side, Tighter, Tighter, Veins aching, My vision sliding To look into My own eyes, Pupils dilated, Bags, Red, My face covered in runny Black paint On my chest The word "dead" written With the tips of tense Fingers, That way if the sirens Ever made their way They wouldn't waste Their time trying to fix Me, Tighter, Tighter, I was my own maker, My own master, My own destroyer, I hated to say it, But i hoped she was alone, Because i was alone, I fell to the floor, Traced the word On my skin, Lighter, Lighter, My head began to fog With dense advice, Everyone is right, Except me. Everyone knows all, Except me, My hands tensed one Last time, My mind faded to Black, And i took my gamble.
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Author: JJ Hutton
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Date: 06/04/2020
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Black Skies
I am the cold Bering Sea Sinking with the tides My icebergs my dormant hearts I carry through the night Only black skies
Lights out: Black Skies Lights out: Black Skies In the end: Black Skies
My sworn enemy; My heart controls my mind I betray myself Every sunrise, every sunset The dream of moonlight
My lullaby shall live forever I wake up to live in love Navigator of uncharted waters My sworn enemy: Only my sworn heart And on the sky; live on my black skies
Lovers seem so innocent For the last time I drown In the raining storm No stars reflect on me My waters are my skies One last time: My Black Skies
For Hopeful the Sunrise For Lovers the Sunset For Dreamers the Moonlight For myself my Black Skies.
They were playing the beach boys All day at work today I went up to the computer I typed in Black beach boys on Spotify A white coworker put her hand on her hips She said to me, €œElan, there are no black beach boys, Im sorry. †So I had my graphic designer friend Take an old beach boys poster Replace their faces with black men Then he changed it to "Black Beach Boyz†I put it on a T shirt Very professionally done Made me proud I wore it to work the next day My white coworker asked me With a confused face and tone €œThere really are the black beach boys? †I said with a straight face, €œYes they were the original. Then the white beach boys took their name and music and became famous. †She said after a pause, €œOh, wow. I didn't know that. "
For Her She looks in the mirror at herself And smooths out a wrinkle on her waistline Feeling pretty anxious about tonight But also floating on cloud nine
She comes down the stairs Thinking don't fall now girl, please do not fall Then she says to herself I got this As she sees his face and suddenly feels ten feet tall
She loves to play dress up And loves to please her man So she puts on the little black dress As all part of that strategic master plan
For Him** He looks at her and thinks wow so stunning As she stops at the top of the stairs For a moment he forgets to breathe He forgets that he has to have air
As she comes down the stairs he watches her And he knows she is waiting to see his first reaction He hopes that she truly can see what he feels Way more than just any mere physical attraction
That little black dress is so hot As it is hugging all those luscious curves But the best thing about that little black dress Is watching it fall to the floor so he can worship her and serve
He envisions the Machine as a large locomotive Of a deep, tainted, black metal chugging down and infinite track The eternally glowing red hot coals pushing the pistons A giant crimson cowcatcher is fixed at the front Scraping up followers; forcing them into the vehicle Manipulating Its passengers to smash their heads into the Machine Welding their minds into Its mysterious black metal walls
Stained with the blood of many who have tried to resist Ultimately wounded, maimed, outcaste from society Forever marked, branded by the scars of their attempt When the Machine has used you and-or your mind to Its purose It shoves you into Its furnace—keeping the pistons turning The Machine cannot be stopped—always picking up followers Forcing you into It; becoming one with the Machine
As He looks into the engine room, there is no conductor A runaway locomotive chugging down the track with no end Its only goal: gathering as many passengers as possible Society, Washington, the Media built the machine Their brainchild, but have long since become a part of It Their minds welded the deepest—becoming the foundation of Its walls Long ago abandoning their carcasses to fuel their mighty creation
