BAMBI:
one eye
open
sleep walking
eyes wide shut
mind moving
legs standing still
headlights got you
frozen posing
like a mannequin
panicking
trembling resembling
Bambi -
outside his mother's watch
Thumper don’t care
he’s chilling in the foliage
fur frizzed up
because he’s trendy
collar pulled up
on his leather bomber
ink stains on his paws
cause he’s a bomber -
graffiti
you silly rabbit
tricks are for kids
and grown-ups on skid row
warming their hands
over an open flame
in a steel garbage pail
to keep warm when it’s cold -
outside
fingerless gloves grip a bottle -
with a skull and crossed bones
on the front
to get that liquid high
your liver has had enough
life has been rough
since the doctor -
cut the cord
smacked your ass
and
placed you in your mama's arms
which was -
one of the last times
that she hugged you
she had to toughen you up
for that long haul
off a short pier
on this Earth stay
to erase the fear of pain
before it was too late
she knew you couldn’t
avoid the pain
so you had to grow
the thick skin – to fight the fear
because when fear gets in the system -
some men tend to hesitate
on life preserving moves
that will keep you
from the fatality of no respect
from others and yourself
and respect is worth more than gold
especially when a young boy
has to be a man -
at an early age
and fend for himself
while walking down the block
or
pacing a cage
it doesn’t matter
the heart is still full of rage
at the -
load he has to carry
he didn’t ask for this
he’s polygamous
its pain and Mary Jane
that he’s married to
every night
he overstuffs a dutch -
to take him away
but the hurt still remains
after the high is long gone
his options are minimal
so everyday
it’s the same sad song
nobody loves me nobody cares
and for that your gonna pay – bitch!
run your pockets!
everybody on the fucking floor!
face down! right now!
because I don’t give a fuck about nothing Copyright 2012, Duaynekalade Parnell Bey, All rights reserved