Tag: isiah

  • FRAGMENTS

    by ISIAH

    Teeth

    The first thing people see,
    The judgment of a person’s character, attitude, and cleanliness.

    Dirty Snow

    Is it p*** or the overproduction of mankind?
    Perhaps it’s the innocent children playing in the snow.

    Windows

    Offers light. gives perception through a protective
    Crutch, inhibits expression of true face value.

  • BLACK STRIPE, WHITE STRIPE

    by ISIAH

    Forced to read literature about things unknown,
    like racism and segregation, to open my blind eyes to things I needed to know,
    learning about Malcolm and Martin fighting interracial crime
    like apartheid or the dark side or similar slavery in its prime,
    my view widened with knowledge of past problems explained in depth.
    Black culture grew as each page got flipped,
    and when people of different races said racist phrases I’d flip.
    I didn’t wanna know just one side because I’m racially mixed,
    so when I looked in the mirror I didn’t see a hypocrite.
    I’d read the wrongdoings of both sides in the ethical war,
    like the Black Panthers or KKK hunting for sport.
    I was oblivious to the treacherous ways of the past.
    But now I know the past and I live in the past’s future.
    No more judging—white doesn’t mean preppy, black doesn’t mean stupid.
    After I read that book, I know
    ignorance judges by the color of the blanket around the bones,
    and since I know I have black stripes and white stripes,
    you don’t have to be the same color as me to be my family or friend.

  • MR. ARISTOTLE’S CLASS OF 7

    by ISIAH

    Mr. Aristotle:
    When I rule the world,
    I’d answer all questions known to man.
    I’d wish all my students success
    and eventually answers the questions I could not.

    Dr. King:
    When I rule the world,
    it’ll be a better world
    minus racism, plagiarism,
    police brutality, corporate bailouts,
    Wall Street monopolies, child extortion,
    and uninformed abortions.

    Mr. Caesar:
    When I rule the world,
    I want people to worship me,
    bathe me in their love, and support me.
    I want people to do whatever I say and do it now.
    I want emotionless citizens to worship my crown.

    Mr. Obama:
    When I rule the world,
    I want to cure cancer.
    I want to save my mom,
    and perhaps your’s too.
    I want everyone to be safe and have parents
    to tuck them in at night and be there to snuggle up to.

    Mr. Adolph:
    When I rule the world,
    I want to destroy my mortal enemies,
    bring chaos to its peak, and laugh
    at my burning victims while I watch
    their loved ones weep.

    Mr. Wilkins:
    When I rule the world,
    I hope the fame won’t ruin me,
    change me into someone I’m not supposed to be,
    and inevitably, I hope I could find happiness.

    Mr. Darwin:
    When I rule the world,
    nothing is going to change,
    not in the slightest bit,
    because humanity is doomed to repeat history.
    We are imperfect, and the sooner we face it,
    the sooner we can finally be saved by it.

  • F.U.N.

    by ISIAH

    The world turns backwards like a hurricane.
    Where religion affects politics,
    the malevolent takes precedent over those who are relevant,
    ignorant like a baby Helen Keller to all the world’s problems.
    Rubik’s cube solution to a 1 + 1 problem,
    Wanderers lost from a straight line that provides them sanction.
    Invisible proofs are ideals by the masses’ beliefs.
    Angry yells because lies hold no truth,
    stuck in a 2 x 4 phone booth,
    phone lines are cut loose,
    no sweet talks to consume weak hearts,
    so no one believes you when you run away,
    and that’s why you breath hard.
    Those panicking breaths are consumed by chemicals that influence the brain,
    disillusioned choice run in and outside the body
    from needle point holes in your arm
    to hallucinogens giving you pictures of Barney.
    What happened to childhood dreams?
    Now it’s minimum-wage manual labor.
    Still stuck in that phone booth with metal bars,
    and the state gave you a quarter,
    but the phone lines are cut loose
    and the repairmen aren’t going to come.
    Yet still, instead of doing what needs to be done,
    we decide to get deceived by what seems to be.

  • THE LEAP OF LIFE

    by ISIAH

    The envy of life.
    The new experiences.
    Shined light on the world.

    The fall of black snow
    Caused by the rage of the fire.
    Heat in the winter.

    He’s a hair trigger
    Now stuck behind a stiff breeze
    Who explodes with force.

    Jumping off a cliff.
    The wind attacks his body
    Which rips on contact.

    Staring at the sun
    It makes his eyes rip and crust
    Water into dust.