What is Love?

the simple things

staywoke

k dot

keep smiling
keep shining
keep speaking
keep writing

your lyrics
speak truth
keep reaching
our youth

keep dreaming
keep sharing
keep loving
keep daring

stay conscious
don’t stray
keep danger
away

keep living
keep breathing
lost souls
keep feeding

optimism
please keep it
the people
we need it

keep fighting
stay winning
stay you
no pretending

stay woke
stay up
tell haters
shut up

the people
we need you
the gods
they sent you

your poems
inspire
your verses
straight fire

mortal men
we’re not
from caterpillars
to stars…

to k. lamar.

IG: bdapoet

out of great tribulation

writer dreamer lover poet

as a
writer a
dreamer a
lover a
poet
i oft wonder if it were my
life’s purpose to
live in discourse in the
most correct way

foreign from the
typical routine others
enslave themselves to
committed to living from
paycheck to pay back and
monetary necessities

for i treat dollars with the same
despise some mother-in-laws
shade towards those not
worth the fruit of her labor

even at the bottom
mind aching with
regrets i still find love
feeling the warm
sun upon my face the
cool wetness of rain the
awe inspiring joy that singing birds bring
not a sad song but one filled with
green melodic cadences

what is the color of freedom
certainly not the
darkness behind
closed tired eyes and calloused hands
missing mesmerizing moments and miracles
occurring naturally around this

orbiting sphere who’s
center must certainly be
caring and generous enough to
sustain constant consistent
lack of appreciation and gratitude
side effects of hate greed corruption and fear

perchance the color of freedom is love
bravely loving enough to
unplug from the reddening madness of
routine and predictability and comfortable conformity and
live passionately as a
writer a
dreamer a
lover a
poet

mama

mama envisioned a life for me
her baby boy her pride and joy
but not like this
not like this

mama urged me to play with boys
no girly toys for her little boy
but not like this
not like this

i know she dreamed someday
i would marry and raise a family
but not like this
no not like this

mama if there’s one thing you
should understand you did well
in making me a man just not the
kind you had in mind

through dark days and cold nights
you kept us warm gave up your life
countless were your sacrifices and
i just wanna say thank you ill say it
again and again
i just wanna say thank you