Good late evening everyone and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week, the corner is featuring—
ME!
Yes, it has been awhile since I posted one of my joints and guess what–I ain’t giving anything away about it. Read it for yourself, I want to see what is your interpretation of this poem. It is called Intrinsic..
Thanks for the visit, and come back soon. I promise I will have coffee and cigars (well at least from where I’m sitting 🙂
Intrinsic
mad questions,
answers towards agitation
to most I believe
mortality is a fallacy
a matrix of fools,
marching a dead-end road
eager for patience to explode
breaking the one’s identity
i see a brotha’
hearing a sista gurl
just like a normal affinity…
don’t stare
like you do care
with no fucking airs
towards the book licking ass
negro, jive shuffling
stringing a wack essence’
my presence,
as it consumes your mind
our oneness so to say
oh luv, could you just stay
with me
cuz I’m so weak
by K.G. Bethlehem
KG Bethlehem 