Human Race

When the sky is blue or gloomy or see through I see through to the truth and the moon when I zoom Eyes big like an owl as I'm prowling about With my pen in my hand I am never without I was born in a dark city with petty killings Two siblings to hold me down like screws on old ceilings African American But not your stereotypical More like the scriptural Far from the typical Invisible and lyrical Hiding behind a choice To hide my pain and it was hard to find my voice But I was raised by a downtown Philly poet She showed me not to hide my pain but to show it Leave your voice for the world to cherish So they'll have something to read and reflect on when the time comes and you perish So for her I became that passionate poet Who writes with a purpose to leave aftermaths frozen But for every girl that ever broke my heart For every marriage I've seen broken apart For every person whose ever tried to break my spirit I write just for them to hear it For every crush Every lust Every I don't give a.. Sometimes I just write because Every moment that I felt lower than dirt Try to get myself to stop it The pen hits the paper and I shoot up like a rocket For the times that I feel like a star and every word I write is gold And I just keep on writing until it never gets old For the times my mind is full and I need a release And I sit and write for hours until I fall asleep There's a moment here for anyone, anytime, any place You ask me why I write... I write for the human race.