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    As a boy, I shared a game with my father—
    Played it every morning till I was three.
    He would knock knock on my door,
    And I’d pretend to be asleep till he got right next to the bed.
    Then I would get up and jump into his arms.
    “Good morning, Papa.”
    And my Papa, he would tell me that he loved me.
    We shared a game,
    Knock knock,
    Until that day when the knock never came,
    And my Mama takes me on a ride past cornfields
    on this never-ending highway
    Till we reach a place of high rusty gates.
    A confused little boy,
    I enter the building carried in my Mama’s arms.
    Knock knock.
    We reach a room of windows and brown faces.
    Behind one of the windows sits my father.
    I jump out of my Mama’s arms and run joyously towards my Papa’s,
    Only to be confronted by this window.
    I knock knock trying to break through the glass,
    Trying to get to my father.
    I knock knock as my Mama pulls me away
    Before my Papa even says a word.
    And for years, he has never said a word.
    And so, 25 years later, I write these words
    For the little boy in me who still awaits his Papa’s knock.
    “Papa, come home, ‘cause I miss you.
    I miss you waking me up in the morning and telling me you love me.
    Papa, come home, ‘cause there’s things I don’t know,
    And I thought maybe you could teach me
    How to shave,
    How to dribble a ball,
    How to talk to a lady,
    How to walk like a man.
    Papa, come home, ‘cause I decided awhile back
    I want to be just like you, but I’m forgetting who you are.”
    And 25 years later, a little boy cries.
    And so I write these words and try to heal
    And try to father myself.
    And I dream up a father
    Who says the words my father did not.
    “Dear son, I’m sorry I never came home.
    For ever lesson I failed to teach, hear these words:
    ‘Shave in one direction with strong deliberate strokes
    To avoid irritation.
    Dribble the page with the brilliance of your ballpoint pen.
    Walk like a God, and your Goddess will come to you.
    No longer will I be there to knock on your door,
    So you must learn to knock for yourself.
    Knock knock down doors of racism and poverty that I could not.
    Knock knock on doors of opportunity
    For the lost brilliance of the black men who crowd these cells.
    Knock knock with diligence for the sake of your children.
    Knock knock for me.
    For as long as you are free,
    These prison gates cannot contain my spirit.
    The best of me still lives in you.
    Knock knock with the knowledge that you are my son,
    But you are not my choices.”
    Yes, we are our fathers’ sons and daughters,
    But we are not their choices.
    For despite their absences,
    We are still here,
    Still alive,
    Still breathing,
    With the power to change this world
    One little boy and girl at a time.
    Knock knock,
    Who’s there?
    We are.
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    i got this fat ho, she on her knees
    opened so many doors, i got no keys



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    i had a nice date yesterday, word to my cupid
    im fucking retarded, dont call me stupid
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    Idk how to moderate this thread.. You all are doin a great job at derailing a thread that had no direction to begin with...

    Im tryna hold on to my last ounce of sanity
    casually a casulty caught up in vanity

    candidly that's what society granted me
    programming me and demanding me

    to participate activly damn it these
    crackers keep naggin me avidly

    why can't we see the tragedies
    thru the smoke as we pass the weed

    got us like uggh but not coz masterP
    it's bc the fallacy that we always see

    they tell us too manage our debt as they
    damage our net keep us in bondage and bet

    that it's all a plan to infect and keep us
    stranded in check..
    push the husband and wife apart tear up the family next

    keep us in slavery that's how they keep our mind in the dark

    iis it all apart of the strategy? YES! Welcome to America Bitches!!
    i couldn't say it more amiably hence this is sarcasm executed so practicly meshed
    infused with incompassion and threat's they ain't understandin me yet..
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