Poems from TheAfrocentric_Musichippy
You celebrated the blues and Be-bop and being black before it was Hip-Hop
You flow like streams of the Harlem River
You gave us poets the...
The hood is where young boys choose to follow figures that had no father figure
A place where whites place us niggers
It's the place where...
Your love is like a melody on my guitar
I will replay
Every three minutes, thirty seconds of everyday, I will strum
Your presence got my...
Tragedies leave families devastated
Where's the love and the care?
What happened to ever being positively motivated?
Even in the...
Who's to blame for a young boy who thinks violence is fun
He chose to drop out and play with guns
And when he see the police he duck off...