It's time

You don't understand my plight

the struggle for liberation

is always a fight

The political structure

is corrupted from beneath

so many Pilate's and Herod's 

man they got me thinking

about 

Black Jesus

The children in Alabama died

for a reason 

we yelled "Free Mandale"

not to got even

but to start a season

You see the struggle is nothing

without a cause

now you understand

why few are involved

Dead minds/Dead thoughts

that's the reason

you see so many

Live corpuses

We must rise up

in order to reach the pinnacle

each move we make so is critical

because time is

ticking...

ticking..

ticking.

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

A Dysfunctional Love

Oh my love...

Together...

We've been through so much...

For a time...

You were so good to me...

You kept a smile on my face...

And in my heart...

You protected me from my reality...

A reality I couldn't bear alone...

You strengthened me...

I felt indestructible.

Together...

I thought we could accomplish anything -

That my dreams...

Were just at my fingertips.

Oh my love...

You were so pure...

So seemingly good...

With you...

My imperfections faded...

My self-doubts vanished...

I was everything...

Had everything...

God, I loved you so..

You took me to the heights of ecstasy...

Deceptively

Luring me into your webs of lies -

And what lies at the end of your works..

So much of what we've been through,

You put me through!

The only times were good

Were when you blinded me

To the reality I didn't want to see!

A reality I couldn't escape

Only face.

With you...

I never truly smiled...

I frowned, upside down,

Still filled with pain and horror...

You only protected me from the truth

And strengthened my delusions...

As you weakened

Every other aspect of my being,

Setting me up for disaster and 

Complete destruction

You poisoned me with delusions of grandeur;

I believed you would make all my dreams come true;

When in truth,

You single handedly

Destroyed my every dream!

Now...

My imperfections have increased;

My self-doubts have grown...

Because the time I spent with you

Stole the time I had to reach my true potential.

Because of you...

I have nothing...

Am nothing...

You've burned my bridges...

Destroyed my home...

And left me homeless and destitute...

Hanging onto life by a thread

Weaved into the noose

You've hung around my neck.

How could I ever love you?

How could I ever fall for you

After you've done to so many?

Oh my love...

How can you be so wretched and wicked...?

You disguise yourself as a good sensation,

As you disembowel without hesitation.

Oh my love...

This charade is over...

I've allowed you to cause enough

Disaster and destruction in my life...

I will never again be trapped

By your intoxicating ways,

Wishing to be free of you...

Falsely saying never again...

Never again...

For again to come

The very next day...

This dysfunctional love affair

Is over...

I will never...

Ever...

Pick you up again...

Shane P

Copyright © 2011

For all pain has exit my heart

Now I can cry - Yes, 

Now I can cry.

Visualizing a new life

To start where once a smile was hard to express

But now know

That being joyous is blessing

For love was finally

Manifest

Feelings to be felt

Now I can cry - yes,

Now I can cry

4 all regrets,

All sorrow, pain

And hurt

Is laid 2 rest.

Sean H.B

Copyright © 2011

The strongest woman I know

Yes, It was you who has

Rear such a beautiful

Loving family

And with the laws

Of life you've taught

Grounded me with morals 

With respect

To treat those As I 

Wanted to be treated

Yes, grounded me with that

Old pride and honor

As I stand a man today

From that strength you gound

Me with your more than ordinary

For when the times was hard

And surely they were and

In its darkest hours

As you were fighting you demons

You still provided your unconditional

Love

Giving me the best you was given

Damn!!!

You are the strongest woman

I know...

Sean H.B

Copyright © 2011

Impulsive regression

Tapping, tapping, repetitvely rapping

The constant clapping impedes my thoughts;

I unhappily find that peace of mind

Escapes my very clasp

Am I a hopeless psychopath?

In complete succession

Without recession

I'm excessively - oppressively

Bombarded by the noisy essence

Of this depressive residency

Now ticking, ticking,

this noise keeps clicking,

thickening the cloths between my thoughts-

sickening my thoughts

with flickering faces of snickering demons!

this rapping, tapping, God damn clapping

without cessatation, is aggressively distreessing me;

nit-picking' my brain, kicking me down again

I am sick and unhappy, quickly unwrapping

An insupressible aggression - SHIT regression!

Shane P

Copyright © 2011

Litany

Loving brothers,

    Listen...Learn

        Let us link our life lessons...

                Like little pieces of life's puzzle...

                               So others can live...

Loving brothers,

    Listen...Learn

      Let us be long-suffering...

             Luring lads into longevity...

                    So humankind lasts....

Loving brothers,

     Listen...Learn...Lead...LOVE

Shane P

Copyright © 2011

I am

I am made in the image

Of him, by Him, for Him

You see I am the causeless cause

The rootless root

Yes I am God and God is me

I am the night 

I am the day

I am the Will 

I am the way

Yes I am God and God is me

I am the Joy

I am the Pain

I am the Ocean

I am the sea

Yes I am God and God is me

I am the truth

I am the aught

Yes I am God and God is me

I am who are you?

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

Glory of a Warrior

You could label me insane

I'm just another victim of mental-cide

Declared by an outright genocide

And it wouldn't be no lie

If I told you

I contemplating suicide

To free myself from the suffering I've endured

Though I'd envision

How the tears woul be torturing

The beauty of mother features

God blessed her soul

Giving me the strenght

Not to draw back the trigger

Cut my wrist

Puncture a main artery

Nor overdose from medicated pills

For only the weak could be successful with that

Fold while under attack 

While under attack

I'll strategize a blueprint

With the main of a chezz master

Manipulating the practitionerz of deception

Disguise with an poker face

Cultivated early in my growth

Was the characteristics of a warrior

Fear nothing and to die happily

Would be my honorary reward

Making it thru the struggles

Face it with guts and glory

This is the story of a warrior

Breed from the streets of Baltimore

To prison raise

A future martyr of his day

Sean H.B

Who fought the odds

Surviving the struggles

Still, I can do no wrong in her eyes

Analyzing past thoughts one would've said

I had no soul

So....I can accept a violent death

A knife thrust thru my heart

Bullters piercing my physical form, however

My contribution to improving self

Will not go in vain

Giving back to where I came

Coming from nothing

Slept with the roaches and rats

Bite by snake

Thrown to the wolves

When I was just man-child trying to survive

In this capitalistic society

That systematically dismantle family structure

So I'm a product of a broken home

Broken dreams

Three other siblings

Single mother working to jobs

No guidance of a father figure

SO I was destine to be a menace

Destine to be a prisoner recognize by a ID#

Knowing I'm more than an ID#

I am a king

Dredz alone symbolize that as a lion mane

Striving to be free...

Of living a life addicted to the fast lane....

Sean H.B

Copyright © 2011