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Monday, March 28, 2011

The Rebirth of Black Fury: Rise of the Aquarian


Two little Pu'seyz's
Sittin on a Matt
Purr'in as the night goes by--
Leading to another day.

Two little Pu'seyz's
Stretching out their legs,
Tellin' camp fire stories
To Sooth their deceitful ways

Two little Pu'seyz's
Male they may be
Swapping spit for a night n trist..
Trade,
We lulled it,
Back in the day
...two little Pu'seyz's Purrin' away.

Two little Pu'seyz's
Behind closed doors
Fraternal Brotha's in the Hood
With a Kap'Pa 'n Q...

...step//step//clap//clap//stomp//stomp//jump//freeze


AWWWWWWWWWWWW......ain't.....it.......sweet.

-----AND..A 1- 2 - 3....Put a Trojan on Curtis...and get some books on those shelves....but I digress,...


Two little Pu'seyz's
Rockin' away,
It's an "Insanity!" day....
....two little Pu'seyz's...
...have gone...astray.

Strum that Violin,
Play that game,
Quote Othello,
Goddamn, this is a shame!


"See what you made me do!?"


Dear "Most Observant, most understanding, most humble, most  arrogant...Novice",

.....Right now I'm showing you'se,....How. It. Is. Done.


A Trust was broken
A Friendship dispers'd and Why???
....for a lie upon a lie upon a lie upon a lie upon a lie upon a lie upon a lie upon a lie upon a lie....

(He lifts the needle from the Phonograph and places it gently, carefully, deliberately....at the beginning)

Violin Strings begin on a "D" sharp.....downlowhomotissimmo---as it's been called by the...."Enlightened"--While sorting through a collection of North Philly All Black//Pretty Puerto Rican//29 Inch Waist Reddbonz//All Male//DownLow is the name of the Game//homespun version Parties,  leading back to the West---CC...Pee or Four.....t....."sigh"

       _________________________Dah! Fu! Wah!___________________________


       "Drowning, drowning, drowning....in the past," One said. 
"It should be used to illuminate.." the One continued..

..."Shut Up!" He, said with a smile.

...The One,
Caught off guard at such a display,
Sat back with a 'gasp,
And this is what was said....

The response came as thus,
To the two,
The "Two little Pu'seyz's" would  receive
Their "poetic" reply.......


A Poetic Reply
by Black Fury

"Oh no, My Pretty Pretty Ones...
I've been swimming all my life," he said.

The "back-stroke" being my best. 

He smiled and looked left.

  " I've risen above my "tragic" past,
North, South, East and West,
--Oh so long ago...oh, so long ago...
Oh you silly La-Dee," He said.

He turn'd to his right and continu'd...

        
"SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO," he shouted.                     
And NOW, I don't care either, cause now, I'M FREE!....bye---and bi---and by, any means necessary, from all that--dis-ease you call ..friendship." 

So, tip -toe over that glass and raise a Cup of Wine and look into that mirror again, Cause this time, the "Shame" is through your Own hands,...man-made. Forget about the Birthday Blacklisting...that was child's play compared to the bond of trust that has now been fray'd...sliced thinly, to be placed upon a surface of coal with the elements of gold and silver and the rancid piss you now spew.....I've bleed enuf?? This was almost overdue but I found my way through the piles
and piles of shit you've layered.....


.
With Love and Cheers
Brotha' JT3

p.s. "now, THAT'S how it's done, ...son.  Ummmm, is that enuf Blood?"

Lights fade out while Ray Charles sings, ..."What a Wonderful World."

                                                                              The End


----cut//check the gates!




 
 "We Must Live in the Truth."
     ~ James C. Tolbert III

 "Our Time is a most Glorious Time:"
    ~President D.L. Jackson, Ph.D, A.D.D.I.T.U.P,

 "Deny, Deny, Deny.."
    ~Curtis P. Alloveramanspain
    ~ Ex-Gay Converter/Preacher/Photographer/Writer


Friday, March 4, 2011

Man on the Verge -- a "Post in Progress..."

Take back those glances
Professional they be
Cast away the past
Any memory

Of me in your life.
A dream to see
To no fruition
It just cant be

Show me no kindness,
I will take it to far.
Flattering glances,
Makes me feel like a star.

Wishful thinking
From my lost, thick head
Carrying dreams that shouldnt be said.

Hopes of a life
Filled with joy
You, me, theres such a void

Tomorrow's another day.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Oh Mother...

How do I tell you
In just a few words
What you mean to me?

You gave me life
And still do
Although we are so far apart.

There were times
When you made me so mad
But now that I'm grown
I'm oh so glad

You taught me
To Care
To Share
To be Myself
And yet so much more

So many times
So many phases
If I'm half the parent you are
I'll be a wealthy man

So may I say with
Heartfelt joy
....thank you.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Cliffhangers......

With a joyful saunter he stepped back with glee.....

He now longed for that old rocking chair,
Next to the window,
Where he dreamt of Yesterdays
And Todays
And Tomorrow's yet to come.

There is where he sits
And smiles
And remembers those moments
They alone have shared.
For those are the moments most cared.

Somtimes I wonder what goes through your mind.
How could I hurt you?
Why would I hurt you?
No, no my friend...
My Work was not meant to be unkind.

Not sure why you panicked
At first I thought you were kidding
But then the Light died
For some reason I was drained.

It's been in my thoughts for many a day

You asked the meaning
I thought it was clear
So I sent you a laugh
With no thoughts to despair.

You sent a reply
With a laugh out loud to start
But then went Alpha
In a tone
I felt in my Heart.

I expressed my thoughts
To a point I felt delivered
As one to another
In intellectual community.

And that's where it fell,
As off a cliff,
Lost at Sea.

Love...it almost drown't.

Drown't you say,
A word it was
Meant to relieve any pain.

You've found you're way.
A justification to tip toe on glass.
No matter what you're people say....

For not to them
Must you relax
But to yourself
And that, just won't pass.

Close your eyes
And take a breath.
Feel the rhythm
Within, the beat,
That is your Heart,
It swells with each moment,
The greater of need to know
The quicker the pace it goes,
At once, and again,
Alone it waits.....
And waits.........
.....waits.......and........

 

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

No Mo'

This last time, like the first time,
I'll never fall in Love, no mo'.

Silly Boy I am..
To think...
...Did I...
Hmm, "In Love?," no mo'.

Like a tidal wave crashin'
There you were...
Swept my heart away, but Oh,
I'll never fall in Love, no mo'.

You're friendship has always been given
And I accept it gladly, but Oh,
I'll never fall in Love, no mo'.

Boyhood crushes, thought long past,
Always trippin' in my mind,
"You can bring such bliss.."

"No!"
"What is this?"
"Amore, Te Amo, Mi Amore..."
...always thinking on you, Bright Eyes.

No More, No Mo'...

Like the Pied Piper,
Heartfelt and Passionate.
I hear you. I feel you.
But this, I know...can't be...
So......

Trying not to stare,
You are blinding.

Silly Boi, I am.
Fool for Love, I am.
It happens all the time.
Why do fools.....???
...No Mo'.
~originally written in 2009.