1 TRAIN by James Braham

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12th Grade, poetry

It’s da road to riches,

high beams in my path blind can’t crash,

As da stash multiply call it math,

1 brain kick straight fact I build into rap,

can’t slack my direction on point like a map.

My verse hurt da worst make the earth crack,

a lot of ppl switch so who you wit … Bernie Mac,

attract attention beef created dey indirect,

down graded minds is what dey bring I laugh at,

turn em around like a snap back,

even a turtle snaps back

phony friends only come around asking where da cash at,

perhaps that’s da reason our peers get to beefing

my lesson that I’m preaching it teach you let it reach you.

Is the sky at daytime always blue

like Scooby Doo got me searching for clues

tunes and beat rumble in my mind my heart humble

I live life lovely lifting my soul lightly never crumble.

Will we be shook, if we fail scared to look and stumble

like an earthquake rumble

call it 1 train

Power Surger by Stanley Ezem

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12th Grade, poetry

When I leave out,
It’s my back against the wind
Me standing tall on 10 toes by myself
Only I got me
It’s a crazy world out here
but I can’t let that stop me
I want to make something outta myself and who can stop from doing so
People work their whole life tryin to make money and get power
You’re not strong cause you have power
Power makes you MAD
Power is having it
And the ability to let it go
But that’s not what I want…

SWEAT by Melvin Hill

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12th Grade, poetry

Sweat bursting through my cheek,
But I can’t show because I’m a man,
And it seems like color determines whether or not you make it
Even if you do the best you can,
My father was never there and my mother was going through the phase,
Never food on the table so hours of hunger turned into days,
And how can I love when there’s a needle in my hurt,
And I’m one of a kind so there can never be two on Noah’s Ark,
And there’s a hurt that suffers deep,
And when you hurt you just can’t go to sleep,
But I guess that explains why my mother stood up and weep,
So what’s the good of a heart when u can barley feel it beep.

I Was There

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12th Grade, poetry

I was there,

Drowning in hurt and broken by fear,

Striving for help but they couldn’t hear me like I evaporated wit my tear…

Oh I meant my tears,

living under water made me different from my peers ,

Scares, sores and bruises made my beauty disappear,

So when I look in the mirror all I see is the pain,

With Blood dripping from my body because all I feel is stings,

From the same people watching hoping they don’t be the same,

But I guess y’all think that verse wasn’t good enough and y’all don’t think I had enough because of the breath that’s in my body,

Thinking it was love but it’s just hate that stand beside me from the arrows in my chest and the angels that came and robbed me.

Of all my love , pride and courage to stand up,

No more laughter in my soul so not even comedy stand up,

Because I’m drowning in the lake and I’m hoping I can make it,

Depending on myself and I’m hoping I can take it ,

Because the people turn there backs thinking it was too late for them to save it ,

Or was it that my offering wasn’t good enough ,

And y’all don’t think I had enough because my body began to float,

Because the water took my breath and left me empty like a boat,

from nails being left in my body while pain that began to soak,

And it all came from me thinking I was ready,

To step out on love onto water from practicing of walkin steady,

Not knowing I was lose and unwanted in this nature,

Reflection living for you because ur image copied paste ya,

Emotions beating up inside from you knowing that this ain’t ya,

Oh I meant this ain’t you,

Trying to find shattered pieces but you ain’t really got a clue …Because everything you where all got lost in you

We Are Not Suspicious by Davon Bivins

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12th Grade

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEGq1OrWTCQ

 

A Hot July’s Day by Marwan Saleh

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12th Grade, poetry

I looked in her eyes
the beautiful huge pearls
I can see the winter in the summer
and July’s rain in those two, huge pearls

I felt those cold hands
under the burning sun
there were no words she said
but I could tell the heart is wounded inside her body
I ask, why would the rain fall in the summer?
she said not unless the sky is wounded

I Wasn’t Born To Die By Marwan Saleh

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12th Grade, poetry

I wasn’t born to hold that heavy bag on my back

Neither holding a gun in my hands

I wasn’t born to kill some other mother’s darling

Neither my mother’s dear

I wasn’t born to become the world’s ugliest picture

Neither the world’s history

There wouldn’t be an ugly picture nor one to die

If everyone would say

I wasn’t born to die

Without You by Leonard Anderson

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12th Grade, poetry

To my love I say to thee

Without you girl I couldn’t be

Though sometimes you make me mad

On other days you make me glad

Mixing your love is like a potion

Swimming through your love is like an ocean

Without you I’m nothing more

The center of my heart, the inner core

Without you girl I couldn’t love

Like heaven’s light shining from above

From the highest trees

To the tallest mountain tops

You make me rise

But your love makes me drop

Oh Pet by Alexander Engleman

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12th Grade, poetry

(Inspired by Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet XLIII)

Oh Pet, how I love thee

I love how you silently purr in delight

Even if you fur my clothes

I love how you imagine you are tall

Even if you scratch my flesh

Neither dawn nor dusk could stop you

Even if you run frantically

Oh pet, how do I love thee?

I love thee by touching your soft coat

Even if you show me irritation

I love thee by play

Even if you go incognito

Nothing could stop thee from sounding your voice

Oh pet, how do I love thee?

Love or Money by Tysean Jones

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12th Grade, poetry

Some love love some love profit

I love money but what do I know I am no prophet

Some love money makers the ones who chase profit

Money moves the world love could never stop it

Some is lead by love some follow behind it

Some love money and some can live without it

Money is no angel but at least it’s easy to find it

Some people look for love and die trying to find it

They say money is the root of all evil

But love is heavy like cement

Money can never buy happiness

But love has always been on the shelves

Love is okay I can’t deny it

But if you’re looking for love without any money

good luck trying to find it