Don't Take it Lightly

Location

Bite me.
When I say I’m in a bad mood, don’t take it lightly.
It’ll be a fight g’
When you step to me.
‘Cus the stain on my heart burns like lightning striking a dried tree.
There’s fire in my eyes, but all the whites see is a hood and a cold ass ice tee.
I get punched in the gut and I dry-heave,
But the fist is internal. It might be
The hand of my main man,
My cuz - My thug - My soldier, who died for me.
Kev and I went on a ride to the other side with a knife
Thinking there might be
A bright night, a dark day for the red, for the black and the white g’s
And they brought it back against the blues with more than a knife,
More than a fight,
More than a life.
Eleven of twelve of us got either the white light or the for-life…
All except for me.
So when I say I’m in a bad mood, don’t take it lightly.
I walked away, got out the hood, but it’s still
Blue over orange for life - Even past the life,
Till my coffin drops beneath a stone that reads
5-2 Hoova C.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741