Sunday, March 15, 2020

DeKalb Avenue




Externally weeping
Internally bleeding out 
towards the surface

The First 48
For my September 28th
Contemplating Murder

How many reasons for your safety
I'd place myself in captivity
To set a ladybug free

🎶... Going out blasting, taking my enemies with me
And if not they scarred, so they will never forget me...🎶

Prodigy 
Mobb Deep
Coursing through my veins

Standing 
on a platform
On either side of me are trains

Taking passengers to 
Whatever to them
 is sacred.

Bemoaning such trivialities
Of the detours headed
To their final destination. 

And they somehow 
Believe this to be
Strife? 

If they only knew
The hardships of who
They were complaining to 

🎶...  THIS CAN'T BE LIFE... 🎶




Yet, what is normalcy...💭

Individuals
walking around in masks
Afraid of a virus, the media pirates
easily pass from person to person?


When the highest form
of human toxicity
Dwells within people
Everyday we see

Living
amongst us
Out in the open - corruption

Undetected
Agents
of hatred

Become them



© LaToya S. C. 


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