The kids inspired me to write some spoken word poems today. They're doing a section on slam/spoken word poetry and I am hooked! More to come....
You like me
Curly or strait
Strait or curly
Why do you care
It just ain’t fair
Curly and I’m too black
Strait and I’m too white
Who made these rules
Why do I gotta fight
For who I am
Or who I want to be
Can’t I just be me
Why’s there all this hypocrisy
Rain on my strait hair
And curl it for the world to see
It shouldn’t matter
Can’t matter
Does matter
What’s the matter
With me
I’m torn I’m confused
I’m angry I feel used
Can’t make up my mind
Didn’t think I had to
But societies telling me something different
The looks from boys make me think one thing
Curly hair and I’m exotic
Strait and I’m unique
Whose version of pretty do I have to be
I thought hair was on my head
Because it belonged to me
But the girl in the theater turned around and said
You got a nice head of hair on your pretty head
Bet you don’t know how to work it
Bet you don’t know what to do
I just smile and say ummm
Thank you
Why I don’t know
To confused to be mad
To hip to be rad
To square to be sad
Just let me live my life
Get out my head
Get off my hair
Mess with me some more
I’ll shave it all off I swear
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See me
Tease me
Try to please me
Up down
Round and round
Like me
Hate me
Want to date me
Naw
That’s cool
I play by my own rules
Judge begrudge sludge
Hammer
Into my heart and brain
Drive me insane
Make me wanna be tame
Never
I’m free
Wild and crazy
Up in the heavens is not where I want to be
Down in hell
Nothings there as well
I belong here
Mother Nature save me
Keep me here
Be it in misery or prosperity
I want to breath you in
I need you, feed off you
Live for you
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