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Take That NY»
Monday 03.07.05 | Post a comment (0)

Hey
You know what?
Today im gonna SHIT a brick of
uncensored self expression
all over your front lawn.
Im gonna sign it
and mass distribute it
in little plastic pouches
in bodegas and even your
high saddity suburban corner supermarkets
Im gonna dye it pretty pink and tell you
to take it with 2 glasses of water
twice a day for 7 days
and you know what?
You will
You will because you've been trained
trained to accept pretty packages
of highly toxic SHIT camouflaged as
education and politically correct programming
for the socially deaf the morally dumb and blind

You eat what you're told because you do what you're told
You say what you should because thats all you know.

Government laws and regulation
zoning traffic housing
economic segregation
welfare unemployment race relations
neighborhood degradation
Whats sowed is whats reaped
so Trump gets off on millions
because he's worth more then his weight
in the pretty packaged SHIT
that capitalism let him create
Lets say now I take MY mass distributed
pretty pink heaping pile of SHIT
and tell you God made it holy
Would you nod and pass out pamphlets on it
or say fuck you nigga show me!
Turn me to the page nigga
prove that SHIT or BLOW ME!
As long as you think its okay to say
nigga because its reserved for niggas solely.

Bush had a packet
his SHITs called 911
Bet he still gets a vote
Theres plenty SHIT supporters
marching in heaven
I say take Bush's pretty pink
plastic wrapped SHIT
and then rub it on your taxes.
Email that SHIT back
fuck it! send that SHIT back
through your faxes.
Tell Uncle Sam when the richest man
in America gets to be me
I'll pay you that SHIT in a lump amount
But for now im just a poor schmuck
at my 9 to 5 trying to keep
rent electric gas and telephone in my account.
When the day arrives that Citibank
lets me in on a board meeting
When everyone at the White House
sends me personalized
singing tapdancing baton twirling
early morning have a great day greetings
when the sun shines in only my direction
and the world revolves because my hearts still beating
Then I'll kindly accept this prepackaged SHIT
and swallow it smiling at every feeding.