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My Mouth is Listening While My Eyes are Talking

Look me deep in my eyes and tell me what you hear. If you listen carefully to my thunderous, earsplitting stare, you will hear the unmistakable sound of agony that the owner of these eyes is screaming through tears. These eyes are pleading with you to stop with the madness. We ready to go out and mob against Zimmerman and Dunn and then turn right around and use the same gun to assassinate the ones that they missed. Kinda hypocritical don’t you think. Don’t get me wrong I’m praying for justice to be served for Jordan and Trayvon but not because it was another race that erased their existence. These eyes are screaming for it all to stop. Not just racial violence but also violence against ourselves. My mouth is listening to every excuse and reasons why my people feel it was more tragic in the race cases, but my mouth can only respond with what it heard with the phrase of “Bullshit!! The tragedy is not in who did the killings, but in the fact that two young lives were removed from possibly becoming the men to find the cure for cancer or maybe even being owners of their very own fortune 500 company.” My vocals sometime has a hard time trying to translate the words of my vision so all I can say is my mouth is listening while my eyes are talking.

Look me deep in my eyes and tell me what you hear. If you listen carefully to my thunderous, earsplitting stare, you will hear the unmistakable sound of confusion that the owner of these eyes is screaming through raised eyebrows. These eyes are asking “What happened to the respect some of these ladies have for themselves”? You are on the internet begging for attention through half naked pics and twerking videos, but you get pissed when disrespectful guys call you a hoe. You gotta be smart enough to know that the image you are portraying is not making men attracted to your personality. These eyes are screaming from the bottom of their optic nerve for these ladies to take back the respect that they deserve. Your mother gave you a name and it is not “Bad Bitch!!” Bad bitch is not a compliment. A bad bitch is a female dog that tears up things in your home, and as the owner you have to punish it by whipping its ass. That is the reason why so many of you “bad bitches” end up in domestic situations. My eyes, my eyes are screaming for you take your respect back. There is more to you than what looks good in boy shorts and a wet tee-shirt. Make him respect you by respecting yourselves first. You are worth more than sexual satisfaction.  My vocals sometime has a hard time trying to translate the words of my vision so all I can say is my mouth is listening while my eyes are talking. 

Look me deep in my eyes and tell me what you hear. If you listen carefully to my tranquil, serene stare, you will hear the unmistakable sound of hope that is whispering through eyes wide open. These eyes are speaking to the hearts of those that hurt letting them know that a better day is coming. If you listen carefully to the whispers, you would hear the reasons why giving up should not ever be an option. In your toughest situations, you should teach your mouth close itself because sometime your vocals have a hard time trying to translate the words of your vision. Allow your mouth to listen while your eyes are talking.

P.A.W.C.R.A.M.    02/19/2014

No Good News

We interrupt you regular scheduled programming to bring you breaking news. This is Pawcram Da Poet reporting live from a scene that has become way to familiar in the black community. If you look pass the red and blue flashing lights and the police uniforms you will notice a mother who has had her heart torn from her chest and the pipes in face has busted and leaking profusely.  She is crying because her young son has now become a victim another senseless act black on black violence. Some witnesses say that the altercation started because of some he say she say they said about this type stuff while others say is was over the sexual pleasures of a young lady in the neighborhood who was not loyal to either of them because she was giving her sexual pleasures away to everyone in the neighborhood anyway. Either way, we lost two more young black men for absolutely no damn reason. One will forever be remembered on the R.I.P. T-shirts and the “Gone but not forgotten” Facebook post while the other will live on through unnecessary chants of “Free my boy” and collect calls that will eventually stop being so collected. A uniformed officer, who chose to be anonymous, said that on the record we will do everything we can to get the complete story about why this senseless crime took place. Off the record, he said that there is no need to investigate what he considers a job well done. “We got rid of two more at one time. No need to go hunting when the animals will just kill each other.” Once again we are left with so many unanswered questions. No explanations will be giving to the families or the communities because the police feel that we should be used to this by now. This just in.  An off duty police officer guns down a young black man on the corner of MLK Blvd. and Malcom X Street. Officer DaWhite Mann fired four “warning” shots in the back of the young man who was unarmed. Officer DaWhite Mann said he feared for his life because the young man fit the description of a suspect in a robbery that occurred two weeks prior when the young man was, according to sources, away at school. When will this end? When will we finally decide to get rid of the crab in the bucket mentality and come together as a people? When will we come together as a unit and stop the open season on our black men?  Dr. Martin Luther King had a dream that looked nothing like what we are going through today. Until we can decide to live in unity, we will continue to have to watch parents bury their kids due to acts of violence against themselves and if this continues we will continue to remain on the endangered species list. This is Pawcram Da Poet saying WAKE UP!!!!!! It’s time to stop the killings. Now back to you regular scheduled program.

PAWCRAM Da Poet

1/20/14   

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