I write for myself
And my loved ones
Sometimes
For the people I loved once
Because a famous guy once said
Better to love and lost
Than to never love once
But this is for the people I loved since
I met them
And the respect hasn’t moved a half inch
Even if it’s recent
And they weigh seven pounds and one ounce
I’ll describe them with pronouns
Because they have names
Some anyways
That you might not be able to pronounce
So he’s my son
She’s my daughter
Until I get mine
Even after
I’ll make time
To fill their lives with laughter
Make sure they never hate rhymes
Make sure it’s not only because we’re relatives
That we relate minds
You know it’s all relative
Maybe not as constant as the speed of light
It takes time
And in the same frame
I’ll picture their parents
I hope … Continue reading

This book is almost full
Of shit
Bull
Pits
I’ve fallen in
I talked about throughout and in
Like times when you’ve probably thought
You’ve got the better of me
When I couldn’t write
A letter B
Contemplating what was better to be
Hero or villain
Chased by those dogs again
I bet you I won’t fall again
I feel so tall again
Family I can call a friend
Won’t let me stall again
Not like before when they were all pretend
Leave me standing
Or you might find an end
So I’m going to talk my shit again
The government’s on your side
Bullshit
They won’t hate me for my pride
Bullshit
If I wasn’t in finer things
Couldn’t buy you diamond rings
You’d still let me take you for a ride
Bullshit
If the ocean comes again
Drowns me once again
Your arms will open wide
Bullshit
In … Continue reading

What you think I am
I isn’t
What you think I did
I didn’t
But it still wouldn’t be
In your best interest
To mistake me for a kitten
But you know what they say
After you learn the hard way
You get yours
Without getting smitten
Something about twice shy
Once bitten
Or more accurately
Once shy
Twice bitten
Besides
There are things more important in life
Than a figure
Wagging their finger
Shaking their head
Saying
Oh no
You didn’t
Things like
Making sure to avoid prison
By staying focused
On that cheese
Cake
Bread
Pudden (pudding)
My elegant way of saying
Money over bitch-
En
Way to end it
By repeating what I started out saying
What you think I is
I isn’t
What you think I did
I didn’t
But you can still bring that kitty over here
Let me make it purr like a kitten… Continue reading

It was somewhere between the first
And the second
Somewhere between the hearts
And the clubs
About the time I was being educated
And they still wanted to call me a thug
Shrug
And she was one of the few who saw deeper
Didn’t like me for either
She saw above
She saw what was
What is
Familiarity
That is
Emotionally
I sensed a bit
Flicker
I think
Too much
To see the most basic
Of hints
Especially when others
Were being so
Obviously
I felt like she hid
Maybe she did
Make it apparent
I guess
I was till merely a kid
A child
In the world
Getting chided
For moving too slow
Towards these ladies
Available was an ocean
To drink
Which didn’t make sense to me
With a thirst
And dehydration
There wasn’t a link
To the fact
That maybe I should have been fishing
You think… Continue reading

I live in a society
Where being me
Is frowned upon
But they prod and the push
For me to emerge
But even if I did
They’d still find a loophole
Not to put the crown upon
Either way my “fuche” beckons
See
That was supposed to say
My future is calling
Due to the rhyme and the rhythm
I changed the words
To make it sound…
Fuck it
Here’s what I reckon
A few lessons
Brought to you by yours truly
Kevon
One
Be careful
Of the roads you step on
Two
Second
Careful of the people you meet along
The alley
Avenue
Third
Raison
Language
Language
The word’s “reason”
But because of the rhyme
Again
I take the liberty…
Fuck it
Because there are people
Who would have you
Change who you are
Have you undress-on
Because they didn’t like
Your appear-once
Or the way that it
Sounds… Continue reading