welcome to the forgotten poor
underfunded schools, a Chinese spot, the projects, and a busy liquor store this is all she sees when she walks out the door her momma tells her to study hard so she can have more every day the little girl writes in her composition notebook one story is about this five course meal and the lives that it took short story with a moral, teach a lesson like fables a little food for thought to feed the mass behind your navel first course (soup) first to the block where the corners stay open cause the dealers don’t stop and the pigs stay looking for their next quota and everyone thinks they’re Ray Liotta destined to be “a made man”, but they don’t understand they’re the reason why there are fiends coming back like loyal fans for assorted brands transacting into non-melanated hands if politicians were only this sympathetic when the crack epidemic began second course (salad) here come the dirty boys in blue with nothing better to do profiling innocent people of a different skin hue thinking they’re above the law, beatings and shootings ensue they claimed they feared for their lives, camera footage purview getting slaps on their wrist for brutality they do then it’s back to the streets to target another like you third course (appetizer) now peep these two men arguing it’s hood beef their harboring one stole a chain and the block that he claims so he steps to the dude, figures gun fire will heal his pain one stray in the park and my best friend’s slain her momma screaming and crying hide her tears when it starts to rain but the memory of that day will remain fourth course (main dinner) next to the project bench where a little kid sits trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents and he feels it’s only common sense to give to the poor and take from the rich so he and his friends plan to hit a lick steal a man’s wallet and carjack his whip plan goes wrong, strapped man strikes back local news reports kid and friends got capped fifth course (dessert) you see the street prostitutes dressed like vixens in video shoots they hoe-ing the cooch just to get the hooker loot when they finish what they started give a customer the boot back to where they departed waiting for a horn toot hitting more balls out the park than legend Babe Ruth and the pimps in the cut stacking profits in zoot suits if you eat what you’re fed and that’s all that you know then you’re conditioned on familiar and that’s probably how you’ll grow unless you beat the status quo
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Handwritten short review by legendary poet, writer, commentator, activist, and educator Nikki Giovanni for "Just My Thoughts: Mind, Body & Soul"
"It's not a #1 record but Just My Thoughts: Mind, Body & Soul catches the times of the heart and minds. Thank you so very much for sharing with me."
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I'm delighted to grant permission. Good luck! Keep on keeping on. Poetically, Nikki Giovanni (her response to allow me to use her review for promotion) (side note: This is dated two days after her 67th birthday!) This is Nikki Giovanni's review for my still unreleased book of poetry, "R.I.S.E."
THIS is why I'm NOT stopping! Celebrated ICON, poet, memoirist, educator, dramatist, producer, actress, historian, filmmaker, and civil rights activist Dr. Maya Angelou acknowledged receiving my book with this kind card!
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