Mandika's Acid Afro Poetry by Golden Bear Enterprises

Mandikaâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Acid Afro Poetry An Ethnic Journey

I thank my Mama for having me and instilling in me good qualities

Fallin up in here like air off Miami water on a hot midnight Sayin come on lady step into this party Step in to this room Where you and I could the clear room I’m talking me and you I’m talking me and you Intermissions you dream about a man who can talk you into round when you know it’s flat Suspectin something’s gone break pretty soon but you want it to begin Come on lady step into this party Step into this room Fallin up in here like lemonade and ice chillin on the days in June Say come on baby step into this party Step into this room You wonder what’s over the threshold It’s like he reads the signals Tellin you this thang won’t start til it’s me and you Just me and you Sunken feeling washes over your frame Cause this is insane Nothing comin out of his mouth may be the truth but you wishin it wuz

and his voice repeats itself like déjà vu Come onlady step into this party Step into this room Think of small miracles and guilty pleasures If you’ll argue with yourself over silly regrets well over the strike of back to back afternoons or could it be a good move that leads to another All because you fell into what posed as scintillating stream at the mention of , “Come on lady step into this party” Step into this room You know you should take this groove

Bluebells and cocker shells some of my little friends couldn’t grow ponytails when we were little I thank god for make believe We weren’t just pretty May not have had pink lips but we could soul scream We could do just about anything else Mama couldn’t spoil us rotten Working for everything she got

Always covered me Never went sleeveless Her hot combing skills were spotless Could get heat within an inch of throat Nary a flesh sizzled All you got was a little smoke It wasn’t second hand Hamburgers Chee burger Ike cold coke some of my little Girl friends held more than one note but couldn’t tie their plaits into braid holders Just looked for things to get better and some things really did Some things may never and some things never did

Blinking lights shine ripe at night on the streets and the highway before I reach flight Their my guide Along the coast after midday I love the night lights Wear my clothes skin tight Then I slink Slink Sweet perfumes rises up in the air

from the city when it’s in full bloom in the dark on fairways Zoom … Zoom Zoom Top down with the wind blowing through a lioness mane Not a care for the insane I love the night lights Watching shiny colors blend down the pike Lookin out to see I’ve become a driver on the stretch of glossy glamour Indie 5 You can’t get no closer to heaven than this Welcome the midnight breeze with a natural kiss Bedroom eyes and a georgia mist The atmosphere puts you in a trance I love the night lights with the hint of romance If it can’t be me then give someone else the chance Racing to the hot spots where lovely dancers meet If that ain’t where the party is Let’s do it in the streets Chase the night lights to where ever they go They never steer broke Get me ready for the show Glitz and glitter Sharing their electric glow with someone like me I’m not just the ticket I can be seen I love the night lights I wear my clothes skin tight Then I slink Slink

Zoom Zoom Zoom Oh I gits my kicks on route 66

She Sittin smug Legs crossed up Shining with Vaseline Cause she think she seductive Lookin at me cause She think I’m awake Dreaming about hur She think she what’s up And she the only pretty I know in this world She got me open I must not be enough Cause she too much And she got something Special that lies And moistens when she Decides and juicy got her high She see it as her mating call And I should want it all Even when she think’s I Buy it when she tell me It’s my name on it When I know I didn’t hone it but I got the leash I can tame that

I could mame that And she still want it That’s what the problem is Right there She know I got the chair Won’t me to chase it But I’m not there That’s what the problem is She know if I claim it she’ll Gone care And she got this thang twisted I say gone gurl Pat yoself on the back When you ain’t got Nobodies paper She tryna be thug And I’m the one that’s got It rough She think she a drug And I’m on her stuff But what she really scared Of... Is if I can get up and Walk away then she ain’t potent As she thought she was and gone I might stay and anotha thang... I puff puff passed I puff puff gave I passed after playin taps A point she won't discuss She don't seem to wanna grasp You don't what to do with yourself Checkin to see what happened I don't get hungry as I see it dangle

Phiya Phiya I sho wanna be ya Walking proud like a role model In the clouds Not to confuse with a misuse of example They way there is a misuse of the diva Are you complicated? Not really I’m just fascinated Phiya Phiya How I need to follow your spiritual walk Permit my directed feet Nice to meet cha sistafied I’m so elated Like to hold your hand like we’re related Am I that liberated? Not remotely Just fascinated

Best kept secret Cause everybody wouldn’t understand Love between two sistahs and there ain’t no man between us Like my blood sistah How you doin It’s means a lot to have someone come into my space a lot like you Lost of blood sistahs and their Mama too Need a sista that’s got me where I'm lacking til when and long after I get my family back Gone carry me through this single period that’s gotten serious I’ll testify like I’m delirious Oh yes, it would be nice to tell a man but Where I’mma find one In this womads land Everyone hanging to somebody else’s pants I’m gone grab me a shirt tale Phiya Phiya How I need to Follow your spiritual walk Permit my feet directed So I don’t land myself in the streets where goats are paved

Many don’t fully understand Life line to paradise never ending

Wide is the road but the travelers are few Salvation in Haiti’s grin Sea of black crowning wounding In tile God knows he blesses the Child who develops her own individuality Spiritual keeper in the cry of all who are receivers Phiya Phiya I sho wanna be ya Walking proud like a role model in the clouds Not to confuse with a misuse of example They way there is a misuse of the word diva Are you complicated? Naw Naw Simply fascinated by what you have achieved… as we all will be

Me thinks me shall soon feel the hush of sweet freedom today Come here with a quickness for quickness sake Have a chance to play between

music and words Hopefully some things you’ve never even heard before If it don’t take too long I get to smell jasmine and vanilla Pheromones in the air We will throw our worries into a zone Watchu thank… until early moaning (morning) We can sit and watch trees Point out mythical gods with their Achilles The big dipper betwixt the simple stars You think you would be able recognize mars? Let our imaginations take off like kids Take our bids on the juiciest clouds Look through each other and wonder out loud With no inhibitions of fantasy and secrets I have one of those hissy fits about the pending storm Let my body float into your arms Sail away like we are in love with invisible feet that never touch the ground Hear those words that defy sound Lips that are unspoken The sound of sweet freedom Come with a quickness Watchu think?

I had to do my dirt in the shadows Yes I did How much damage done no one knows No one knows my name I ran the biggest scores in the shadows How much hurt was done no one knows

Hear them screams of pain I learned to hit the mark in the shadows Yes I did How much hurt was done no one knows Never made a shot with an arrow Beat of living hearts was my goal Beat of living hearts was my aim Til they learned my name Til they learned my name

Word’em up Mutha lo - vahssss Ain't a sistah undercover Ain't a sistah undercover for a minute From a lover of thee but it’s a mess and it wouldn’t rest Gettin it off my chest Sposed to be my big daddy Hate my addiction Staying loyal like a pup Hardly straying When you ain’t loyal to stuff Love and hate the guts Mutha lovah Hate when we confiscate ish Speak up for yo when you aspirate Make excuses for yo failures

Mutha lovahssss Ain’t no worse than nobody else We ain’t even riding the bus as much but the fair is going under the brush Hate when I hang around Hanging around for you to love me Mutha lo-vaaaah When I’m sittin at a table with three Witness you spin rap on a foe I'm the one losing sound round heyaaah Leaving me a bit further in the wind Ain’t near the beginning Faces cracked and faces flyin When we grew up wantin one of ya and dyin but for you it ain’t crucial Mutha lo-vaaaah Hate chu but i I love you but this lover knows she been duped Wish I never stooped for you mutha’s Ya’ll ain’t checkin for the right stuff Label me still swole up Mutha lo-vaaaaahs

Dawg why can’t it be? Wish it was me twisting him

Engaging in such excitement Swap gazes like that He could recognize the one he had spell bound Wonder if she wished to have him enthralled with her in such a deviant way Question if it got anything at all to do with brains or is he merely infatuated with the lines of body and face as she pivots to go opposite him Swinging peach cakes Love if he would measure me If it means his eyes deliver that flavor He can consider the faculties later

Them eyes I remember them eyes I can’t forget about’em If I tried And I went for it a Million times Them eyes I remember them eyes Following me around the room Chillin me and killing these blues Situation is I left to soon Not realizing I seen something new Gotta find who they belonged to Them eyes that gone Dust off the gloom

Gotta find the man who bore them eyes He the one got me singing this tune He’s the one helping break this mood Be the one that make the Babies boom I remember and I never sleep Gave me paradise at just a peek And I wanna do it one more time Thinkin bout the chance of makin em mine Got the best vibe and it won’t go out Gotta touch the lips of eyes so proud I remember them eyes Gotta find me them eyes

Yes five ones they said compared to 42 thou that’s a penny worth dead Lies When there’s an all out bounty on these hips and these thighs

Lies according to those weighed in India, yes you are your skin Forge on fitting in where you fit in Throw some bows if you must Making sure the tips don’t touch Every thing on me make money Don’t divvy me up by some high end standards honey or we subject to look like panhandlers Rate me by the Ideals of me Cause by most measure we ain’t gone never be but five bones Lies When there’s a bounty on these lips I rebuke the question of our worth Though I suspected that was the consensus It hurts like hades puttin a chick back on the auction block Come on sistahs dispel these notions Chop chop Though we may perform chin ups from the sources curb Be the stronger cause we still got the nerve

The audacity to value our worth more than we are counted

Love a good mystery? Inside your head Beside your bed like so Good book that you long to read Muted yellow candle light Something you just can’t extinguish Til you reach the cliff beneath Keep you on the edge of the seat That’s the theme of me it’s how I like to be Between real and make believe Don’t cha just feign Don’t cha just feign Don’t cha just feign for the mystery You can take it off when you please Put it on again Change the dial once there’s relief or you can dance with reality

Take a trip in an odyssey Lead advances with a single stroke of ink You can turn up the energy Don’t cha just feign Don’t cha just feign Don’t cha just feign for the mystery Check the line of alia-seeeee Not a flicker with the lights out To blend when the shadows leave I’m a mystery Don’t chu know I’m mystery Check the line of alia-seeeee

Uh We maimed Clueless little manitee’s being brained May as well be Lame Every shade poacher man Pained Walking the long court of our husband’s shame Uh

Saddiq Peeped dat pic Twisted like a primal pretzel without the prime Straight on top graffiti with ah kinky behind Taking big leaps to do back of the line But chu a happy jungle lion I suppose… at last

Naked Video Protest Click on the music See Badu bootie bang She git called skank Caucasians shoutin Talkin bout knockin her sane Madonna threw the va-jay Hitchhiker’s for Marilyn Monroe…o-tay cause everybody love a blonde dame so it ain’t no thang Bring Erykah down cause it ain’t the same

NEGRO uh da GREEN You are not what you keep Not what you tryna be Fore! You didn’t want to be but you are You can’t read?

Couldn’t for see clubs you use comin at chu? Club thought you joined didn’t claim a steed Too many holes sittin in ones HNIC uh da green…maybe NEGRO every day

You said I should trust you I decided that I’m going to Here I am right out the blue Though, I don’t really know you You say you got my back That I should just relax Even though I’m not sure bout dat But can you to make me feel it? Make me feel the way I want to Make me feel it Feel, cause it’s over due You think I should trust you and I only know your name

but is it what you say You could tell me any thang Even though not eye to eye Seems like I could kiss your smile I could easily talk to you In your words get lost awhile But can you to make me feel it? Make me feel the way I want to Make me feel it Feel, cause it’s over due You might be playing with me but I’mma think about it Wait a minute You say go away with you but what makes you think I want to Go ahead with your confitude You must be a handsome dude I might be persuaded But you’ll have to be patient I’m fighting palpitations But can you to make me feel it? Make me feel this feeling that I want to Make me feel it Feel a feeling over due

Sometime he wanna hear her whispering Hanging from a chandelier In Leperla draws and brassiere

Like Vicky's wing can melt the air waves lick his ears Maybe dey can so she throw down dat rap Sang dat sultry vixen song by phone Slidin down the side of sheer threads in her silk thong with the tag say Sears

Noon Scape Whenever you get here I close my eyes I be kissing your smile Nibble at your bottom lip Full and whipped Perfect male to dip my mouth of fruit Before I’m too full Move my honey chips away from the bowl It’s about twelve Takin up my afternoons

Ain't Many Left He wanna marry me He got issues but he pointing at these I got issues but he ain’t had to call the police Lose his dignity Stray from his beliefs but ain’t many left

Sorry 'Bout Mr. Jackson

Once upon a time “Hey baby” “Hey girl” meant you was checkin for me Now, I don’t even bother with faces for reading Figured out the place where my seat is Ain’t embarrassing myself like this so to my chagrin I don’t look up again til the polite tap on my elbow followed by “Excuse me Miss”

with a far away candy man…chile that man can work his fingers like nobody can. Don’t know where he got being so funky at but every note he plays melts the keys black... on my piano. Tried giving my love to an African, lawd knows I did but hepreferred another’s hand. Her voice obviously tweeted much sweeter. Just as there was the urge to give up this candy man scooped me, for him my style was enough. My sexy serenade for him is right on time now I am his and he is mine. Feels as if this movement we create will not stop...will not stop 'til we reach the top… wherever that is... so we made ourselves a couple...catch ourselves smilin and shufflin

because there is the realization that in some cases, you have to feel the one feeling you.

You ain’t really my friend cause ioun have your respect You ain’t been the friend you thought since we first met I wish you would gone but you got this thang make you hang on Stay around don’t chu to torture me Ain’t got the decency to let me be Somethings wrong Somethings wrong with you You see me as the under dog I done let you know too much Moaned too long My misgivings makes you bigger Hair grows long off my misery You ain’t no friend Ain’t got the decency to let me be Some kinda of obsession that you retreat to Sick investigation that ensues All the inspiration I must give you Emission of beauty outside and in School of thrill bumps 'neath yo skin Rising yet subtle abuse These indiscretions Human fallacies are metals and personal trophies for your mantel peice Bothered looks don’t help If yours is so straight and mine is so dim Why insist on the gift of being ... my friend

Somethings wrong Somethings wrong with you I don’t know where this moment began But you ain’t no companion You’re not really my friend I wish you would go on Let me own my company

Sometime it takes a mighty love You mah sistah Even if you git no bigger You were my rock If you wanna know the truth about it You pushed when I needed to go When I asked why you said, “cause I said so” In them times that’s the answer that was needed Sweet sistah You hipped me When my answer was no Whipped me into shape When I needed to show it If I close my eyes You said stay alive Don’t be broken and then broke it down fah me Cause you was Mah Mah

Mah Mah Sistah Mah reason for seeing matters through Sistah I needed you Bless mah back bone the one i grew Bless mah stone Wouldnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t let me go wrong You mah sistah if you git no bigger You mah rock If you wanna know the truth about it

"Ain't a storm that can take me off my game I run this" I like this and I'm true to it You can bring your A attitude and I won't break and run Cause I done blown fuses greater than

nasty Disasterous You can't place an asterik's by my fame When I git there is gone be real On top of this thang and won't be carried I'll do it on my terms Never taking a match to one body The only thunderous applause that would truly be heard is mine Come stamped with tag saying Preapproved It is my signature you see The blonde in the hands of a giant jungle gorilla don't have it on Merci Oh yes I'mma take you there You know why but you don't have to know how and where I'm an artist in progress Clay molded with personal touch My finger prints show up like neon I'm practically self made but not before the initial creation YOU know who I need to give the glory too First me then YOU Will kneel before no other All woman All the time I strut like the insane Cause I run this and ain't no storm can take me off my game

De-worded Devoid of letters in the soup tonite Left me perturbed and frustrated I’m no good with frustrations A finger turns me tightly wound Can’t figure noun or verb Nothing gotta do with words Will cease profound Feel bereft of nerves I am de-worded Call me D Word like a rapper It’s rap I’m after because to rap you have to form words Iouno whatchu heard but I’m disqualified and been rejected Refute being messed up over this news Turned down so in a since clowned by words Obviously no one was moved Alphabet didn’t serve my purpose Step child for surplus Must blend as a calf among the herd Mundane and commonplace Unfit for recognition though thought deserved Mistaken I was Stripped down and renamed D worded

Painted like an impressionist thinking I might be god but someone else did me a favor Could not savor my own juices Took me off the burner before it reached the wood Body not smoking Actually, sensed I could Awakening is cruel and it has chastised me Said you ain’t too big Scribe like one half years plus three A cover on seasoning and a remix on the herbs It hurt-ed Guest I’ll revisit the spot where you go to learn Go back to earn Reword

Heard when she sang she was singing to say "yeah I know I can sang" Wiggle her hips and rang ever slight while herlips hissed and sizzled Wanted to snatch her clothes off with hot melody Glared and she pouted Gripping the seat through a sultry, fire engine red croon She stood striking Settin off stage alarms Showing off curves

Turning up your nose She turn up hers Men melted off her bones but she can't walk through their front door She blew smooth in two She blew through the audience Slowly siphoned adoration Shut down standing rooms Tooted magnolia's with southern voo doo Cornered stormy weather Riveled Gabriel She said "I gotcha ornament" Sassy Brassy Jazzy Lena The Horne

I get upset but God wants me to forget and I do forgive Reward for being couth to turn the other cheek but being sad and crying is the only thing I’mma do Spell out my disgust on paper cause I gotta do something So full of regret Wouldn't taze nobody and use a gun Wouldn’t pursue the blue force cause that’s what killin be done to a lot of us and it doesn’t matter the age We afraid cause driving in the high end areas could git us killed

You know DWB? Really don’t know what we supposed to do but go tell God That’s what we did in the scab of imposed sores Amazing cause we got through that It was far from tame Most of us then were maimed and boiled Some swang as mangled boys from bigot trees but we supposed to forget about these and us then Git upset cause things still hard but not as hard as when... Wella...ain't gone ever rest cause God don’t want me upset so I will forgive but it’s hard to forget cause a lot of it still is going on but we don’t want to talk of it...do we? Wonna answer some questions When are black people gone stop being the victim? When are black people gone git over It? Wusn’t that some hundreds and some pluses? When “IT” stop rolling over on us

Loves Last Word Mix

I love what your motives are Didn’t think we’d come this far But… I just know when it has reached ecstasy What fostering tinge has done for it's progeny Translation, look what love has done fo me Love you like you was gub-ment cheese and yo middle name is Housein with a fine lady named Michelle Incites a bit of jealousy but no drama Hold the button on drama but quell the notion cause I know where your confidential emotions are at Hit with cupid Browns bop gun Felt it and knew I was done Feel you like make believe Joined together I have entered a “Different World” Antiphony of the “life” sitcoms Where there is a wealth of intellect and it’s black all around A little mix in the back ground For 30 minute we’re the stars of the show I know you didn’t know I loved you like this with a strong sense of community Desire that’s bottomless A love that maintains control Waiting til the last minute for us to magic kiss Hold each other

because I breathe for the benefit of what lies beneath first and passion is held short-term prisoner with a light sentence and I recognized my love and how good it looks on you We was always down like finger waves and stocking caps but now you wearing it like a hat Yea we let in sautee’ before you saw me as Eve to your Adam "Jankins" Somewhere we were saved for each other in our past It ain't never been for love to get in your bed But to get in your head You take the abuse out of the term Lift it to unlimited height and breaking altitudes Charge the batteries in it Call it love ever ready And it keep going Never quits We love wrong sometimes but we are up to the task and love’s word was the beginning and it is the last Love’s the last word

It's huge Big thangs Advocate to your internal game In tuned with your perceptions Master of your complexion Wish I wasn’t an exit but an entrance Downright extinction One of us Me or you? Wish separation anxiety wasn’t true A nightmare would be acceptable We would be compatible Not on the outside looking in

I would be your friend but as it stands I’m a ghost Incomparable to a good one Situation do or die Almost pine for a younger live when love could be a trick of disappearance and now wasn’t the final act However, I will remain a member of your audience with standing ovations that never stop Desolation won’t bind my hands I gain as your propeller Your alluvial Your loyal fan

Position On the other side of the great divide Unfortunate death is the only equalizer From where I stand the clouds ain’t fluffy white Red carpet don’t roll out

cause I’m in clear sight Don’t have money that makes wallets free and open Only thing turn over for me was hollerin out red rover Nearest I’mma see is make believe but I am from the nation of true survivors On the other side of the great divide Trust enough to be proud of Raised on the sync of funky stuff Wasn’t just a sound it was the ear Home grown among the lions and deer Come from a long line of hand me downs From them I learned to pass it round Stretch and make it last a second cup Taught to bless fo it was eaten Reserved for supping Roar with laughter in the line of fear Live with half a family What’s left banned from here Endured from crease indelible in my mother Adopted theme to dig and try to love some other and if it didn’t hurt too bad let it ride … from the other side of the great divide

I don’t talk pretty but I do talk really Really girl Is it really like that Is it really all smack Or is it really blow Sucked up your nose Coming out your pores Closed so many doors All locked out And we can’t go back Now what’s that called Is it being black and what is it called now Don’t think I’ve ever done pretty But I’ve always done really Really girl Has it really come this This pis that it is I wanna be sick Cause it’s sho pitiful Come to the dust Evaporates in the hands Used to make some sense How it's sunk and it’s sad It can’t go back Now what was that Is it called being black Is it really such a black at this time I’ll never do pretty Ain’t no time for it really Cause I’ve always done really But to me real is pretty Gittin down to the gritty Put the nitty to the gritty It’s all from illness Far from being silly We done lost most of it Yes lost the city Here it crumbles through

the fingers It was what was up man In a sense going backwards would be a plus sign in these masses But we can’t do that which was really being black There used to be a knack Was it called that for a lack ...of better words Cause I don’t talk pretty

He keeps coming for me Prior to entreat there is warning Gives me three days before the dreams and on these dreams he has me feed Upon them as he ascends Hoping I’m inspired to let him in Hoping so exhausted I relinquish and what will be Will be Though hiding and seeping Into pocket There is no hiding place that upon investigation he can’t aspire to me Where I whisper and shudder to myself out of desperation to shun his advances Can’t be nobody Can’t be nobody can sift me out like he Even if I go down deeper Deeper Sends his force higher to look below

Burrow through my treasure trough Digs up artifacts I am unaware of About needing Idling his touch to paralysis where there’s no leaving Trappings with in a memory of him where I am unshielded but unscathed Bathed with intense but fleeting chivalry There are three days to rip my body From false security to ditch this revelry There’s no simple resolution If I think too loudly he will hear me breathe Subjected and no matter how quietly I tow he maps the location He keeps coming for me I am his prisoner and prison won’t do I don’t know

Don’t look so proud Don’t look through me Talking about God and what he be God and what he be God and what he be Got nothing to do with cho feelings Reverend Reverend Lee Don’t be condescending I won't spoil your family as you so willingly Where they don’t already be

What chu think you saintly Won’t resent you terribly Resent you terribly Reverend Reverend Lee Underneath that robe I know what you probe It ain’t to save mah soul Can’t nobody do that but me So don’t even bother She is not your daughter You are not the father Guess we'll never gather for innocent bread and holy tea will we Reverend Reverend Tarrell Lee

Lil girls that I’m one of who skinned their knees Twists their ponytails Say please and thank you Grandmothers made them sit to read for their own good like me Lil girls with short cropped fro’s

who humored people pulling them by hands to ask they sing Sang like Ms. Ree Made far away smile that drifts to sleep simply to dream like me Lil girls who go to Church Sit alert when someone hurts Shedding big tears Take them by face Hush their fears Loan their laps to plaits and caps of lil girls who needed a friend like me

Sittin on the bed with blueberry flesh next to the crème cheese Gay, so it wasn’t the topping but with a body like an ash-ed Adonis he could’ve have been Wanted to get underneath his skin and flip him inside out He was with out a doubt a notable specimen Dang all that good a equipment Could there be some straight left over and there may have

been but it wasn’t baring itself then like everything else wuz Saw one who was the lion king and sun god all rolled into one with a behind so righteous I started to suck my thumb and ask for my blanket Who was the fortunate matron that spanked that ferocious tail into a good citizen Flanked in a wife beater with a natural build Know he got those physicality’s from the fields of which his great grandfather once garnered You can’t harness that kind of sin Don’t have to be without cloth to be buck Noticed all the good stuff but I hope there’s something solid in between Cause from the striking surface my dark knight wit dat bat mouth you make the cut Naked Naked butt

I shot you You shot my brother I shoot your sister and we keep shooting each other til we all stretched under and none of us left a mark on the world I promised I wouldn’t say it but you hardcore We just a bunch of dead n******

in this turbulence A blood war Where is yo gang sign? Decomposing with the compost where you lay But can’t nobody say You wudin a brave mutha Went out in a blaze of glory What glory? I git to pour a forty over your grave Just anotha dead n****** Afraid you ain’t left nuthin behind but your claim to crime Rippin the headlines There's yo fame fa ya Can’t nobody praise your legacy Cause you didn’t make nobody smile and heaven help the child who grows up to follow suit Cause he gone grow just so far then he gone be another dead n***** just like you Left a daughter without a father Or a son with a martyr of an unworthy cause Instead of following Martin, Malcolm or John Lead by the sword and fallen by one so BANG you over and done You thought that was sumpin But you dead and just a few people care The otha’s glad you gone Glory hallelujah you gone!

Drive and wave as a passer by Offer looks of essence and tremble as you ride Sudden jolted stop and do not cry Tell them you’re the same as those you pride Whether hidden or dead Whether dead or alive With those you stand With those a wanted side Same as valentines race when spied a trouble man Same as the tingle when heard of carob timbre Same as thrill of jingle Tambourine shake Same as the peal with intensified shade Bop and swagger where money’s being paid Passing is the speed at which one jumps to path’s harm Passing is the love with which to please before the loins Passing is initial for others you save Passing not the body but the passion of being hated Pass then

are there clues there is but one but one que there is much haiku there is only one ku sacred and unleavened one Sonja Sanchez one Angelou one Nikki Giovanni there are clues much haiku only single ku patented but discredited flattered and lifted son of a gun what they done what is I gone do just one

See my beauty It ain’t in no movie The moment I turn around Lookin as good as it wanna look…going You know it look pretty good comin True comeliness is there when you not present Mounds of it pourin

like rain wantin to cleanse your mouth for letting obscenities prevail or whether you thinking about goodies If they protude and pout When you haven't checked for the internal cutie Ioun make nuthin clap When what really deserves applause is what’s manufactured in the membranes Dig on the frontal lobe Never mind how it fills out the clothes Admire it later when there’s recognition of the invisible workings Respect the package Respect the trunk Respect the booty Respect the junk but it’s more impressive if the mezzanine is columnized primarily See my beauty It ain’t in no movie The moment I turn around Dig what’s up on the mezzanine

Let a river run through me and stood by Said nothing A stream trickled by me and I stood by Said nothing Said I’d never let anything get by me and I stand by Say nothing But I let the things go over my head and what I do? Say nothing It was right there up in my face and I stood there Said nothing It came up with arms that embraced I said nothing Can’t believe I let it escape me while I stood Said nothing Stood right next to me, vividly and I did nothing Invited me to sit exclusively I did nothing Took it’s hands to meekly hold my chin I did nothing Stared in my eyes to stride pass the premise I did nothing What I wanna know is... Did I miss the time with you? Did I miss a time with you?

Flipping through Essence Ginger pearls strewn across the page Realizing so many don’t know what that means Still asking them same questions Thinking those pearls still don’t merit those kind of dreams Not even considering that if left in the hands of the human heaven Some things aspired to would never see the light of day Like those leaflets where there’s a row of Nubian honey All mac make upped with designer cadence Hips big and mouths born full Fiercely unashamed Ain’t apologizing for nobody or they mama for big thighs and close afros, long plaits and wide noses piqued for drama Taunting with sassiness to see the beauty in them See the beauty in you Cause God didn’t make one pigment of burnish He put the peacock in the back Ripped with texture Flan moods Used to call it big boned and body for days Say you can try but take it low or bring it high as the everglades

Bar Delta Sigma Theta hood has been raised Nobody can be a Benita like the girls of color Ms. mama jama do don your feather’s Hold down the seal to the mold

po missah leader stirrin pot of hope po missah leader masses gray his hair po missah leader Who got you up there

Chills conjugating It’s been an entire year You been gone away from here Though I can’t behold your presence Rotate your songs and feel the essence I watch as orbital discs do turns Within the crux the memory burns While I miss you in the soul of me Glad you shared grand totality Gonna miss signature MIcheal cry Stars sit shining in your eyes Whirly sequined show like spindle

Walking backwards made grown folk grin Sparkle so big they called it “moon” Time got faint the way it flew The world is proof you came this way God is proof from whom you came He’s got M's spirit in his hands We thank’em dear for such a man We thank’em dear for such a man Singing prince once charmed a land Singing prince once charmed a land

Because she is youthful Don't confuse wit no cougar Her body trick itself Ignore her hot flashes as her muted lashes betray secrets kept Her mouth lies but it's all in her eyes Her body trick itself She stay youthful and vexing Can't no body be guessing whut uh number is

Mandikaâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Afro Sentiments An Ethnic Journey

I thank my sweetness T Edward Smith in collaboration with Golden Bear Enterprise