I never knew you
by: Courtiunna Mallard I never knew you But I wanted too I have your hair, eyes, and nose And fingers too I’m just a dark chocolate little girl Who’s fatherless In the care of man Who is not even my…
Paradise
A place where the sun shines from miles away Whistling air through the breath I take At this place I feel alive With my body swinging by the vines At this place I see beautiful palm trees With coconuts in…
Life
by Mikiya Deener It always taught me to value the little things It taught me to learn to forgive when people hurt you It taught me to forgive the cruel things people can do to you. Physically and mentally even…
“Till the end of the day”
By Savannah Mckinney With my head held high, my feet leading the way- I was told to trust no man, woman, female, nor male anyday. Not only that they might be your closest friends- They can turn out to your…
Racial Bookmarks
Every black male that is born already is born with a racial burddon over their head, The African American people have a great sense of determination, This was a racial statistic that made it seem like African Americans were evil,…
Be- You- Tiful
Be - You - Tiful Momma always taught me be yourself child, the world anit no joke cant nobody change you that skin you in is black dark and beautiful and thats you That same red blood you see running…
So Called Father Figure
So Called Father Figure By: Journi Yelling and arguing From the room below My clothes being thrown From the front door onto the lawn Taking my prize possession Multiple times in 6 months Taking every penny my mother…
“Hope”
" Hope " By Randy T. Hope always taught me that wishes can come true Hope always taught me things that I never knew In life when things goes up and down Hope taught me to never look down …
Take Risks
Take risks People tell me everyday to do things the right way and that it is meant to be Not everything should be done the simple way Sometimes things should be done the way they were intended Sometimes things might…
Poetry is…..
POETRY IS..... By Nia Melvin Poetry is..... the voice of the silent Poetry is..... not anything violent Poetry is..... the key to your cage Poetry is..... what can tame your rage Poetry is..... the director of the choir Poetry is.....…
Society: Public Enemy #1
Society: Public Enemy #1 My family always taught me To steer clear from the ghetto Which is funny to me because I've always found more comfort and love in the presence of a "hood rat" My elders always taught me…
WHY ME?
BY: C.Kelly(Monkey Tails) Am I a terrible person? Is that WHY I seem to fail in life? No money, friends, or education That's my biggest fear WHY not family you may ask Because they’re something I can't get rid of…
Whispers of a Winter War
By: Jeffy Jefferson The dusty winds and gun powder defogs from the battlefield only to find a war- a war that slowly deteriorates the Earth's radiant core yet surely...it isn't a bore the action of projectiles and firearms emitting booms…
25 Days
By: Talia C. Williams 25 days 25 days 'till them cell doors open But for good now No more vile tastes of invisible Caviar No more shower brawls No more counting the days on the cinders No more having to…
Our Only Witness
By Devin Foster Two shots rang at 3am One body fell to the gravel Near the bed of roses Blood poured out of the body Similar to the color of the roses The body was taken away, the suspect questioned Besides the suspect…
Drug Deals & Soccer Fields
"Drug Deals & Soccer Fields" By: Raven Richmond (Wonder Bread) It all starts with a hand shake Drug dealers taking over a children's place The passing of drugs is confused- with the passing of soccer balls Soccer field, soccer field…
Money
Money, We always valued money money never valued us it runs us we allow it to It's not a thing nor a person, place it's money it's it own character it plays it's own role if money were a person i'd tell em'…
The Community
"The Community" by : Javia Burton There are no teenager friends in the neighborhood You often think of kids being bad or good Only older people in the community You would think there would be unity in that community such…
Left Behind
"Left Behind" By Kyrell Heaston Good times are missed Bad times are revisited Your're long gone What did I do wrong Never to return again Until I start to win No matter to me, all I can see Your loss,…