#GoodWomenFlow

Good women
Great women
Bullish women
Foolish women
Round the way
Ear ring jiggling
Wifey home cooking
Making sure they man fed daily
Picking up the kids from schoolin
Women
Find ways to find days
To give back mom's wisdom
But mom's got wise after the last heartbreak
Fault blaming finger twirling
Neck moving eye cutting
Women
Run you out the house cuz you looked at her cousin
Call you the next day to help her sister moving
Want you to be the best you can but only trying to be half as good as you
Women
Stuck trying to be a compliment to you instead of empire building
Women
Moral of the story finding
Life lesson grinding
Live for the turn up
Kids home crying
Women
Selfie making
Child support taking
Money for school clothes
another Gucci purse it goes
Women
Her choice of men get the blame
Giving Queens a bad name
No relationship with dad
On to the next fad
Had a scholarship to school
Never went to class
Think the world turns on her ass
entitlement having women
Like we owe you something
Women
Entitle this dick
Until your coronation
Cuz that's all you good for
this royal penis
Requires more
then a big butt and a smile
For humility
Praise be to the most high
I ask nothing of my queens then I'd be
Willing to do or try
I need my Queen to be my twin jet
We fly
Just asking
Just basking
In the light of consistency
Nobody's perfect
Just looking
for the women perfect for me
A good woman
#GoodWomenFlow

On Our Black Love

You sit on the bed in my mega man t-shirt and nothing else
Trying out some new toe nail colors
Hair pulled up
Loc beads clinging quietly
I'm so amazed by your focus
Sexy
Simply
The little things you do
Keep me addicted to you
So cute
When you wear my clothes
I stole
Your heart you tell me
But all I can see is the throne you sit on as you paint your toe nails
Bright pink
I think
You're the best thing to ever happen to me
My Queen

Still, He Wrote

Just a little short story/poem...loving the feedback im getting from my Instagram recently, it has REALLY inspired me to keep writing new and interesting stuff. Just as a reminder on most devices the audio track will come in as a download. im still trying to get to a point where they are playable from my page. any help with that let me know lol. So check it out. no words to read #justlisten #thankyouforlistening #showlove

The Problem With Having Girls

I never understood a grown man
Afraid to have a daughter
So you telling me
After the life you've lived
All the bad things
All the heart strings
You've pulled
All the faith in love
You've consumed
Into the bottomless pit of your conquering ego
Now you wanna believe in karma?
Cmon man here we go

A generation of degenerates who sincerely believe
their sins against the fairer sex
will be enacted on their kin
Too soul less and hollow to admit the
Treason they commit
Feeling the heartburn of guilt as their ruby red footprints trace
Running from your miserable past as the demons they chase
Haunt them enough to manifest in their seeds
Then when those two x chromosomes join
Creating a woman from their bad dreams

So is that your excuse?
Please I'd love to know the reason you choose to leave her
Like a dropped phone in the snow
Praying
Hoping
Wishing with care
That the world's problems melt away and your daughter will still be there
Matter of fact let me make you see
Matter of factly
She formed these tendencies
Without the presence of a father
Or the man
You were supposed to be...




Or let me put it to you like this
Does the daughter scare you?
Or the random chick you fuckin with?
You know
The one responsible for those ear rings on ya sink
The one said she on the pill
And you dumping in her sperm bank
The one you call after ya homies split
So she can come thru in them lace and you can dip in and out that pocket like you micheal Vick

The one told you her dad never was around from the go
The one who said until she was 6 her family thought she was slow
Does she scare you?
Make you only want boys
Cuz you know
If she wasn't around you wouldn't need her to give ya namesake that Bruce Leroy glow
This flow
Not meant to take sides in this race
But as people we gotta do better get these republicans off our case
Raise ya game
Scared to have a THOT daughter with that THOT whore
Chick got a 720 as her THOT credit score
Raising your girl doing THOT squats
THOT dumbell curls
Sending her to school in THOT tidai swirls
Shit scary enough to keep you up at night
I understand, man
But the solution is in sight
I could never tell a man to calm the conquest down
But consider finding a woman of substance
Worthy of a crown
Someone who if you had a girl you know would raise her
With intelligence
I mean
Be real
If the idea of a little girl scares you so much
Get a good woman to be mom
And she'll contribute a classy touch

Editor's Note (AUDIO BLOGGING!!!!)

So Ive been working a lot lately on my craft and i decided to clean out my phone of old pieces that were never posted here. So the influx of work this month is the bi product of that. i appreciate yall understanding. More importantly, and after a nice bit of research and trial and error, i FINALLY figured out how to embed audio tracks to the pieces on here. I will not remove the text unless feedback says its unnecessary, but i dont see that happening. i kind of like the thought of yall going on the ride with me. so read along if you like or just sit back and listen. the audio tracks arent perfect; a few hiccups here and there and after the euphoria of me just getting them on here wears off im sure ill go back and re-record. but for now ill be adding audio to my favorites first and ill get to the older ones and whatnot sooner than later. i am blessed to be so inspired lately to expand my craft and the representation of it with this blog. and i appreciate all that have been with me thus far or those who are just discovering me. im still a long ways to go with this but i am passionate about it so bear with me. full time work part time school take alot of time, not to mention the home life with the lady. (whos the shit for supporting me and providing ideas, btw)... but otherwise nothing has changed here. i still love feedback and i am following more artists on instagram so hopefully that will help keep me inspired. it would also be dope if a few of them will agree to let me feature them on here. (fingers crossed)...lastly, i Tinkered with a few haikus today. Nothing crazy just expanding my horizons. They are posted on my instagram. while there shoot me a follow. @themarshallLP

thank you for reading

Blurred Lines

I know you want it
You know I want it
Damn
Situations
Got us both feening
Damn
Relations
We both maintain with great people
But Fuck they greatness
Fuck they stations
Fuck they motives
Fuck they straightness
I'm tryna bend that back
To the tune of my dick
Smack
That ass
Crack that whip
Inevitability ain't the word
We both see the signs
Let's stop fighting
Accept these blurred lines

I know you want it...

Flowers Aren't For Everyone

Flowers Aren't For Everyone

Yall twenty something women
Who tear something away
Every time you break down
A twenty something dude
Who proved to be a fool
Oops
He thought he'd wife you
Oops
You thought that was the thing to do
Till shit got real and you proved
You bout as ready as chicken breast
20 minutes cooked
Perception is everything
On that block you been around
Had that man thinking
Despite all that
You'd hold him down
He knows he not perfect
So he maked excuses
While you on the block
Letting hotboys taste your juices
He just wanted to give you something
Of substance
Show you a man could be constant
Reliable true
A few nicks here and there
But still a good dude
But in the true fashion of a basic woman
You wanted more
After he gave you some
Now he tells us

Flowers Aren't For Everyone

Spirit Bomb

Young him
Younger her
Dashing
Photogenic
Popular
Good rhetoric
His spell on her
Passionate
Rediculous
He graduate
Says he wait
Make a mountain of happiness
So they can escape
She promise mom she'd finish school
But he in the army
So after high school she gone just like that
Smooth
Stationed in paradise
He showers her with ambrosia
Fruits of the gods
Everything she need
Teach her to drive
He give her free
Doom and gloom she persists through
While he in the field doing his duty
He come home
Smiling
she tells him
Our two will be three
As she rubs her belly
Elevated ethereal feelings
Endorphins flowing from them they poured
That's when she said
Our three will be four
16 months after he felt like his blessings
Were done
Along with a daughter she gave him
A son

Spirit bomb

His daughter
Daddys girl
Follow him everywhere
She drink from his cups
His son
The namesake
He scrape his knee
Told to stand up
Strong
Hold ya head up
Never wrong
Be proud
No other bond could compensate
To the one who shared his name
In the boys eyes he knew held his ultimate vice
Then
Then the sun set in paradise
His tenure fulfilled he earned his way home
Family in tow
Along with his service
It seemed
their happiness was gone

Spirit bomb

Ragged wenches she curses out
His infidelity
Her misunderstanding
His arrogance
Her shaking the past in his face like a wet rag
His repeated attempts at repentance resembling perpetual resentment toward what was his right hand
Now it's bland
Back to back in the bed
Back to back missed movie nights
He struggling
She strangling tugging wrangling
He weeping shamefully wishing he could take it all back
She love him
But not like she used to
Files for divorce papers on baby girls first day of school
Now he reeling restless revealing how he can't be without his kids
Through the sting of fire tears
His pleas she listens
He speaks she bears witness
But all she can hear is what he told to his mistress
As he laid with her
Rubbed her back and whispered to her
Like he does with me
She thinks
All she can hear is the crack in her heart as it falls out of place
So close to the sun
wings of wax
Felled from grace

As the saying goes
she heard what she hear
He shamefully accepts
The fruits of his labor
What he'd done....
Because at this point
her heart
Deserted
Cold
Numb

Spirit bomb

Flowers (RIP GrandMom)

And all I can remember now
is what he told me about flowers
Flowers
Hey son
Make sure you give them flowers while they are there to receive them
Funny
When he first said it I was too young to believe him
Simplistic mind with thoughts of power Rangers and ninja turtles
couldn't perceive him
As a child you don't understand mortality until it walks up and slaps you in the face
And then he would say
things like slow down and enjoy life because it is not a race
Good old dad
Always there with the perfect thing to say
Always there to show me the way
And now a piece of him is gone
A piece of us so strong
Sitting up there with poppy
As he says "Mary pass me a cold one"
There is much to say about a greeting with a smile
And I never entered her presence without seeing that look in her eye...
pride
Through trails and tribulations
Life's many lessons
That she so gracefully tried to teach
She never stopped telling me that there was no goal that I couldn't reach
You're smart baby, just do your best
No doubt you have what you need to pass this test
Now she rests
And I'm just...
Thankful
Because I got to give her flowers
sure as the sun sets in the west
We were all blessed
To know her
To hear her stories
Taste her food
Come to think of it
That was her true joy
Nourishment
Feeding stomachs, souls, minds
Every part of your frame
She always seemed to have a plate in the fridge waiting every time I came
when I was younger I used to think there was magic in those forks and spoons
But now I see the love of a grandparent
The true definition of soulfood
feeding me wisdom, spirit, and pride
Knowing she was there every time I cried
Having a warm pillow to rest my head
A gentle reminder to be grateful for all the things that I had
A loving family, a roof over my head
How all these blessings I have a handful
And I'm just...
Thankful
That I got to give her flowers
And it's funny
He always used to say "make sure you give them flowers when they're there to receive them"
As a child I was to young to believe him
With thoughts of pokemon cards and chicken wings, just couldn't perceive him
Good old dad
Always there with the perfect thing to say
Always there to show me the way
But now to comfort him what do i say?
Which direction do I point him?
Which way?
I don't know
Such wisdom in life has yet to find me
What do I do?
I'll do what I see
Live to bring honor, to myself and my family tree
Make sure that she'll always be proud of me
And when the time comes for me to see G
I'll walk through the gates
With a bouquet of flowers
And give them to grandma Mary

Use Your Words

God gave us words
So I use them
He gave us language
Communication
A means of elaboration
We used to have grunts
Points
Voice inflections
The only method to ask mom for protection
Then
God gave us words
A method of speech specializing in specifying
And once we get good at that
He gave us pens
Or as I call them
Swords
Cuz see the levels here are apparent
So we all start as babes
Eyes wide
Mouth agape
Watching learning listening turning
No wisp of knowledge finds escape
Until we absorb enough to speak legibly
So
Why as grownups
So many of us have trouble talking?
Use your words
Use your words
Tell me your vision of the world
Tell me your favorite book
No one furthers by your silence
Unless your silence falsely perpetrates the perception of your intelligence
In that case
Spare me your words
Show me your actions
But as I write this
I can't help but look back at the times
Peoples actions betrayed me for lack of consistency
With mediocrity people seem content
So what's the equivalent?
What's the mixture?
the solvent?
Can we ph balance our actions and words
So that the actual message is conveyed
So that the feelings involved are never betrayed
Cuz through the bullshit I stayed
With you
Not knowing where we stood
I stayed
With you
Not knowing if my efforts would ever find reward
My love for you cursed me to stand in a room alone night after night
I stayed
Even though you were present by my side
So which hell is worse?
True loneliness
Or the one in which your presence is the boniest
Form of your self
I stayed
Wishing night after night
You would use your words
Use your words
I can't take back what happened
But there was wrong on both sides
Why am i the one who's trying
I used my words
Balanced my actions
I'm here
Further pain we both fear
But the prospect of a future that matches up with our past aspirations
Through our faulty actions
Past the misery we caption
Is simply too tantalizing
So
I'll stay
With you
And use my words
Until you begin to use yours
Again

Passion

I passionately dislike those without passion
Like
How do you live?
What drives you?
Something in you don't spike at the sight
Of something you want?
You don't get that feeling in the pit of your gut?
Actions and the way they transpire doesn't fuel your desire
To conquer?
Damn
That's a sad sight to see
Or maybe
It's a part of you that you just don't show
To me?

Rebel Spirit

I grew up a good kid
Honor rolls
No arrests
Never stole
Tried not to give mom's much trouble
Caught up with power Rangers
Sonic
Ninja turtles
Kiddie shit
Small Apartments
Beginnings humble

So if asked I wouldn't recall
Where this attitude came from
I grew up
Watching movies with Quincy and Monica
Simba and Nala
Got caught in my sentimens
With Nina and Darius
And these are love stories
So I'm not sure where it developed
The rebelliousness

Pops was in the army
Taught yes and no ma'am
Spent a few summers in Coatesville
With my old man
Gave me structure
And a reason to have reasons
Learned the love of chess from my uncle and cousins
And to appreciate the pieces
Losing was death
Or the equivalent of nothing


Around here I heard a saying
Happiness is the pleasure of the ignorant
But still I kept learning till the smell of knowledge grew repugnant
Therein lies the issue
Education been misused
I've been down that yellow brick road and back again
Birthing not a rebel
But a contrarian

Fallen Leaves

I mourn lost poetry like fallen leaves of the last great tree
flowing away in the wind.
Dry tears drop swiftly
Crisply
My children
Never to be seen again
Painstakingly I conceive these worded dreams simultaneously during my daily symphonies
But there are no sympathies for a piece lost and unheard
Dealt an early death falling on death ears
It appears that my mind keeps going
words keep flowing
But forgotten were the files that could never be written the same way again
Never to enhance the same experience
never to be performed in a word dance
I trance as I long for the worded dreams that never washed up on my tongue's shore
Will never reach ears parallel to mine or another minds core
It pains me to lose thee
So unceremoniously
This feeling I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy
For there are no ambler alerts for lost poetry
No news coverage for that little iambic pentameter piece about lost loves and tree canopies
No thousand mile manhunts over the Pacific seas for 100 words that might have comforted a single mother who can't find money to buy food for her kids to eat
After I Painstakingly conceived these worded dreams during my daily symphonies
Still no sympathies for pieces lost and unheard
But as a writer we're expected to churn out more words
Displaced in rhythms recited methodically
Sound poetry quite the anomaly
Without an artist whose seen his seeds flow in the brees
Just to mourn lost poetry like fallen leaves of the last great tree

MindF_cked

She told me her interests
My curiosity budged
Over those loose synapses
Went a few extra drops of blood

She told me her dreams
Her aspirations
My inspiration quivered under the weight of her ambitions

She touched on the buttons of her past successes with tact
My confidence took notice
And took a long deep breath

I was trying to get to know her
This Situation so fresh
But her anecdotes stroked my ego's exposed bare flesh

I commented on my views on the world
Her interest was peaked
As in her hair she twirled
And my composure had leaked

She turned her head to the side
Staring
Searching
Pursed lips
The tiniest bite
Oh my
Almond eyes
And I try
But my thoughts
Restrain these
Feelings caught
Mind strings
Twing
Twung
Plucked
To the tune of her monologue
And it's not what many thought
We talked
About politics
Her intuition swelled
At the flow of my rhetoric
And I had to sip
At the risk
Of losing my cool
Heat between us
Like lightning bugs
Searching for food

Her stance on entertainment feeds me
Batman her favorite superhero
Ambrosia filled cherries
I challenge her opinion
Factually
Chocolate covered strawberries
Her rebuttal strikes at my statements' heart
Vanilla frosting
We
Just short of a Sunday

Then I'm compelled by the music she plays
Prefers words that have meaning
Grounded in poetry

So I tell her I'm a poet
She tells me she knew it
Intensely I've been precisely warming
That pussy
I'm taken back
Cuz she's so foward

This game
She says
Has put her in a position
Says she's close to telling me
Man, just Put the tip in
Inverse chemistry
Got her prohibition on probation
Inverse chemistry like
Force equals Mass times acceleration

Her poet comes out
Says I've been kissing her mind
With our convo
Now her thoughts are squirting
Down the line of time
Predicament sublime
As her subconscious climaxes
And she sees me in her future
Day in and day out she wants to be my tutor

And I like to learn new things
Never before had I felt such a connection
Her brains
Fucked me sideways
Insane
Now I wonder around the confines of my consciousness
Blind deaf and dumb
Cuz she done robbed me
And I stole her
MindF_cked
Now we on the run