Fight

shut up…….

Real talk
I have had my fill,
Of colorful commentators,
Making overzealous deliberate statements,
Disguised by fancy lacey words
Sweet smelly flowers swarming with bees
Set up for a major stinging I am wanting you to just,
Get to the dang point,
WORD
What’s in your thought?
You talking,
I’m hearing,
Hearing more than you putting out
I’m checking your BODY LANGUAGE
Cause you playing ring around the roses
Damn near parting rivers like moses
Getting to the damn point,
Around the bush you go,
You go, you go,
Protecting your flow,
While aggravating my nerves,
Just go.
Go on, go on
Say what you thinking I need to hear,
But, keep it
Moving,
Because my unmediated ADD has kicked in,
And the words that are coming out of your mouth,
Right here, right now,
Are falling like leaves from a tree hitting the ground,
Creating new noises I’m hearing much louder,
Than your voice
Masking them words,
The words you saying,
Slaying, my happy thoughts,
This is not a competition,
This is LIFE,
Slamming my inactivity,
Has not stumped my creativity
Just fuelled my inner psyche,
Real talk, what’s up?
You have so much to say
Who are you talking to?
You talking to my hand,
My back, my memory,
Strolling away from you in a new direction
Real talk,
Your words are like a pointing finger,
Aimed dead at me,
With more fingers pointing back at you
Are you hearing you?
Talking like every experience is your own,
You don’t know me,
What you see isn’t always what you get,
You have not witnessed every channel changing,
Every page scrolling,
Nor every thought rearranging in someone’s head,
Impossible,
What you saying, I’m hearing
But your delivery is condescending,
Lacking in respectability
Real talk friend, foe
Whatever you think you are
May not be who you are to me
Delivery of information
Is as important as the information
Don’t become a bully with your words,
Create a balance
so that what you’re are saying
can be heard
And not fall on deaf ears,
Think about who’s listening,
or be prepared for egos bruised
Likes and loves de-solved
Power points of cruel “jokey jokes”,
That you discussed with other folks,
exposed
Those who love you,
May fear telling you,
what you, need to hear
I’m not scared
Shut up,
hell, I don’t know you like that,
So hear it goes again,
Shuuuuut up.
Really, who elected you as the mouth piece of the people?
Your journey, is your journey,
Although we might have met along the way,
It doesn’t mean that my journey was to you
Just because you see yourself” crunking” into a new life,
On a whole new level of greatness,
Doesn’t mean, that others are sleeping on their aspiration
I see myself aspiring to be,
That’s what’s up,
Not giving up or out
Real talk,
“Thoughts become thinks”,
“Got to perceive it, to receive it”
Where you are, is where you are
Until you figure out the proximity,
Of the who, you are becoming.
My reality, “is,” just that, my reality,
I own it, Own yours
My focus may be a blur,
In comparison to yours
But I see my light,
See yours and walk the hell into it.
Real talk . Peace hot water and honey 10/17/12