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Out the BElly

of the BEast

By El PoetPublished 8 months ago 1 min read
Out the BElly
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Out the belly of a beast

A hungry clan came to eat

I overstand, they understand

It's no wonder we both meet, hand to hand

All arms at attention, closely...

Alarms sound in the distance

That woke my folks, so sleep...

They preying on our friendships

Ohh...like they know me

...yes, knowing...

Pawns to a some bishops

I'm bored of the gossip that they hiccup

They ran game on Bobby, Huey, and Stokely...

Like the NBA: Rodman, Kemp, and Oakley...

Minding my business in the kitchen

They tryna see what I'm fixing with their sniffers,

They noisy!


We was never comfortable or cozy

We act a fool or...

Put ah ring around a Posey...

Balling....broke but that ya' don't see!

R.I.P. Kobe...

"Focus on your own streets

and they'll pick you off

from a grassy knoll, B'

That I'm knowing!"

Tactical, like X, by the window

Cold and clean, heat holding

Ops on the scene, but they keep rolling

Gassed off petroleum

Fat off donuts in hand

Bloodlines on the linoleum

A light scuffle, they watching onlyfans

My tribe called quest

Got theories of the lowest end

Yeah, I know I'm going in!

B and E, Black Extremists!

A bit egregious, back from Egypt!

Tripping with bro and 'em...

About a blast of emails

Titled: Background Extractions, detailed

To my supportive friends blending extra,

Romancing their demons only to severe,

Ahead of, so clever...

Battling evils with bigger efforts...

And the black boule's eating bogus Eminem's

But every bountiful endeavor has bosses and enemies

And yet, still I BE well put together,

Buzzing with energy...somewhere in between

The light is piercing my skin

the frequency on my melanin

is fulfilling the God within

telling me, I'm better against these odds than many downtrodden men...

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About the Creator

El Poet

Subscribe, so I can provide something magical while striving to be autobiographical. For the life of me I shall not take a sabbatical. I'll keep writing these apical poems, as longs as it's fashionable to my passionate flow. Let's go!

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