Gyrating Jungle
Fathers are important, too.

Fathers are important, too.

sugahsrevolution:

kayafaery:

ridemylens:

Trayvon Martin poster by Hunter Langston

#Justice4Trayvon

I love this. The message. The design.

sugahsrevolution:

kayafaery:

ridemylens:

Trayvon Martin poster by Hunter Langston

#Justice4Trayvon

I love this. The message. The design.

shejustbetalkinshit:

one mo’ ‘gin for the people in the cheap seats.

shejustbetalkinshit:

one mo’ ‘gin for the people in the cheap seats.

i understand.

i wanted to catch that tear so bad
but there was that barrier i couldn’t go past
between old flames n smokin ashes
where i spoke wit passion n we both were laughin
keepin a convo goin that wasnt supposed to last
from seconds to hours, nothin to everything
smitten to forbidden— baby where were WE?
goin forward now, headin down newer courses
Duet turned solo, bruises in the chorus
These lyrics I don’t kno, doe, inside I’m a capella
No drums, no stringin, only truths I wish I could tell her
All the ‘i love you’s I did not surrender
I chose to paint em inside her wit every stroke
N she approved wit moans, heavily sensual
Yet, here we go, sheddin tears we both provoked
But when they dry, it won’t be each other we hold

KG

small write.

Puttin my pride aside
I’ll admit you tried n tried
As quick as I would decline to recite
That I’ve been seein you behind my eyes
Not causing chaos, not bringin remedy
Wondering if on your end, have you gotten rid of me
I’m hopin so, cuz your notable smile, I struggle rememberin
Won’t Facebook ya, your profile pic may have him in it
N there’s no reason for relivin it— the pain, the pleasure
When I can be seekin where Cupid aimed the next one
The best one, the destined one, the right one
Not jus connected at the mind, but by a hyphen

KG

awake

Your mentality’s too weak, so you bruise ours 

Whips n chains ain’t appropriate, so you use laws

Turn around n break the same rules YOU thought of 

N assume you’re so far ahead, that we ain’t caught up 

Wasn’t gonna make this a race issue 

But its the course we gotta take 

Since you 

Crossed that line before the trigger finished pullin

Ain’t even did the crime, but you already bookin

Pushin the finish line beyond the fringes of reason

Where you holdin heat n all we got is skittles n tea 

N revolutionary roars eroding into innocent pleas 

As hope ditches the scene 

Leavin questions behind that beckon the mind 

I reckon its time we stop askin 

Their ears are plugged wit fears, our outreached hands, they belittle

So reach past the peace, let’s snatch the respect they ain’t givin.

KG