A Response to Love Due

It's been a few days since that message from Love

The balance is what I'm now thinking of

I guess none of my payments were received

Plus when the payments got rough I sent my forebearance I do believe

But Love is just like the government

You don't pay up, they coming to get their shit

I just hope there is enough left in my account

Because we all know Love will wipe you out

So I will be setting up my payment plan

To try and pay Love back again

But I need for Love to understand

That she isn't the only bill on my payment plan

'Cause Love can be so selfish though

She doesn't care about the other checks you wrote

As long as she is paid on time

To help her reach her bottom line

So I'll ask Love to work with me

And to stop charging all those damn extra fees

Some people let Love attack their heart and send them to Heaven

But before I let Love take me under, I'll file chapter eleven

Everybody's Gangsta

At a young age I realized that the block wasn't for me

Don't get me wrong, my upbringing was drenched in poverty

More oodles of noodles and syrup sandwiches than any dude you see

But thoughts of the fast life I knew I had to concede

Not because it wasn't glamorous and attractive to me

More because it was scandalous and retractive to me

In a world where it seems like "Gangsta" is the thing to be

It's seems uncouth would be the word you'd use to describe me

But I'm ok with it, 'cause I know it sets me apart

And I know my personality will pierce you memory like a dart

Seems like pretending is in and has become a new art

But being "Gangsta's" a facade, not who you are in your heart

I know that the road that I'm on is the one less traveled

full of freshness and newness not worn with dirt and gravel

So if Gangsta's the path you choose it'll be an uphill battle

'Cause at some point you're waiting for your life to unravel

But if Gangsta's what you need to help your self esteem

Then please kill yourself, 'cause that excuse is stupid to me

Just be yourself, 'cause I truly believe

That none of these guys are ever as Gangsta as they seem

Mind Games

Staring across the room at your silhouette
has me feeling so fresh...and grown
But I'm alone in the feeling of wanting to go home
Will I leave? Hell no!
I've been picturing this moment for sometime
And I'd be a damn fool to leave you here behind
So the undressing you with my mind, has climbed down my spine
and over to the shoulders, I'm growing bolder
But not in Colorado, plus this moscato has my mental notes so staccato
Shirt and pants gone, a trance on
my mind's in the sublime, I know this is a crime
But got damnit I'll do the time
Panties now removed, I step back to enjoy you
And the moment, cause the closer I get to tip off
I lift off another article of clothing
Lips connect with ankle and not toes
because we all know how that goes
As my lips rise up the leg, blood leaves from my head
And the ears have gone deaf to what ever's said
As I reach your apex you tell me to go on but my retreat is payback
I step back with a wink after I blow where it's pink
I won't take a lick yet, must go get a tick tack
Cause the cool sensation is bound to send vibrations
All through your area, damn I'm bout to tear it up
The rest is for you to envision, cause my head game is vicious
But my mind games are different

...Is Hard To Find

I'm sure that if you studied the snapshot of your life you'd see
that the common link between you and happiness is me

Now, that may seem like the words of a man that walks that fine line between confidence and conceit
But you gotta admit, regardless of my demeanor, I'm the closest thing you've seen to complete

Not to say that I'm perfect, 'cause we both no that's not the truth
But I can give you the rundown if you really need some proof

When your luck had run out, and you were out and about
I set you up nice, and kept you on route

When you were searching for a place to let your head rest
I bent over backwards and got you the best (that I could afford that is)

And when that became too much to afford
I tightened my belt and left you assured

That no matter the circumstance I would have your back
And even with that much I still felt attacked

Did everything under the sun to make you feel secure
But no matter how much, you still needed more

Would take you on trips to settle your stress
But proved to add to your constant unrest

Just wish you could see the picture in whole
Then I wouldn't have to constantly console

I guess that's why some say "A Good Man's Hard To Find"
'Cause not matter much he does or how hard he grinds

You're always left with doubts in the back of your mind

Haters Back Of Hiatus

Uh Oh! It appears that I'm the object of ridicule again

Let's see, where should I begin?

Oh! First Up, they ask"why does he write a blog"

about different issues he wants to solve

But why you guys are stuck in the same mind frame

I'm out here trying to evolve

Then I hear "so you want to be a rapper?"

"Jarrett, please don't quit your day job"

"Plus, what would you rap about. You never sold drugs!"

"You never stood on a block and you were never a thug!"

LOL Is that the criteria now-a-days?

I scofe at what you clowns say

Next comes the size of the words I use

Go back to my old vocabulary? I must refuse

They want me to dumb down my verbiage

The implication of such is a bit discourteous

I have a better idea for you guys though

In plain terms, "Get on my level hoe!"

Now they're like, "How soft is he?"

"This dude is writing poetry?"

To that I think I have to say

I couldn't have it any other way

So hate on me haters

It only puts me in the zone

I need inspiration to come off the dome

and your hate alone inspired this poem

Thank You *wink*

Burnt Images

Hearing things you would rather not can damage the spirit a lil bit

But the problem is when what you hear is doomed to stay on the brain

And all the pain is shown past the laughter 'cause once that's gone

You belong to the frown of the scenes that you wished you hadn't seen

I mean, true enough my words probably hurt

But I can only feel the pain pulsing thru my veins

It's a shame how we as humans practice hypocrisy

Then try and study the philosophy like we're Socrates

Only to be told that the hurt we're feeling isn't warranted

And in turn that only makes us feel as if it's poured on thick

Just to make it hurt a lil bit, more

And ain't no telling what's in store, Just know that I'm back for more

So curse these burnt images, for I fear that they will never end

And if that's my fate, I take solace in the fact that I made this plate

Or did I? 'Cause I'm a lil shook up about somethings I couldn't have cooked up

Well alas, those images are of the past, and I'm here to represent your present

And undoubtedly your future, So I'll suture up this hurt with my words

And smile past the pain, because although tears fall like rain

The sun will shine again.

Love Repossessed

*knock knock*

Hello?...

Hello, I am here for Love's repossession

Before I take Love back, I have but one burning question

Did you really think you'd be able to keep Love forever? Have you not heard the news? We are in a Love recession

We were a lil worried when you started making minimum payments

Then you stopped paying your Love bill, which was not our intial arrangement

We tried to give you time to get your finances in line

But all you kept tellin' Love is you'd pay the bill in due time

So your Love I have come to take back

'Cause apparently your ass don't know how to act

I must let you know that your Love credit rate has decreased

And all that Love has shown you must now cease

I hope you have taken this as a lesson learned

Just in case in the future you are allowed another turn

To get back in good graces with the manufacturer of Love

And set up some payments that aren't so tough

Now say goodbye, because you abused Love's blessing

So I must leave your home with Love's repossession