Urban

Word.

College Fair && Poetry Slam at Madison Sq. Garden .. Sat. 11/15 10AM-5PM
IT`S FREE !
So def. go check it out

www.knickspoetryslam.com
www.urbanwordnyc.com

I think I am gonna audition for that poetry slam .. you get money for college if you win .. so that would be some HOT FiA type shitt =P
The poems have to be a min long. After you get called back from auditions .. you do the whole like semi-finalist/finalist thing and go to some workshops .. but hey .. I really need that college money and I would love to perform .. only .. i`m hella nervous .. I care WAY too much about what people think of me .. and I always think people think negatively towards me so that don`t help ..
Anyways .. this is the poem i`m performing .. it`s like 3 mins. long right now so I`m gonna have to super edit && condense so it can fit the guidelines.
Wish me luck ?
It kinda sucks.

Love.
Dictionary definition :
A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
This is the beautiful feeling I have for my boyfriend, you see,
Behind my slighty slanted almond eyes,
and his deep, dark chocolate skin
lies a love so sweet, even Hershey`s can`t create.
Locked up in chains of passion so strong,
no man can break.
With compassion and caring so nice,
no devil can take.
Well, then how come as soon as we`re out in public
all I can feel is hate ?
As we sit holding hands on the Uptown B
I look around feeling extremely uneasy
I then notice all eyes are on me
and as soon as the doors open up to 34th Street,
A woman walks slowly up to our seat
and that`s when she says -
Stay with your own damn kind.
He don`t want you.
She looks at us disgustingly and leaves
as we stare in speechless shock.
No yelling out curse words,
no flipping the bird,
Just .. Silence.
Like a deer caught in societies headlights,
eyes lost in a whirl
not knowing what to do or say,
or what action to take,
I`m feeling like I gotta hurl,
but all that spews out is - anger
flaming through me higher than a 50 cent crack lighter
and while my boyfriend tries to calm me down a bit faster,
all that runs through my mind now is - confusion.
How - how can we be living in the worlds diverse melting pot,
only to find a leak
and because of ignorance,
we go out and seek -
a quick fix.
As rich culture drips out, racism, sexism, and assimilation
gets poured in
to replace the space with which we create
and a Government band - aid covers the hole to save face.
Now how can we save the face of this earth ?
We all need to learn, not degrade
and we need to teach our children to love, not to hate.
We can`t just see the world in black and white,
and we gotta get together to end the violence and strife
and instead,
willingly replace knives with pens,
and use our mouths as guns
to shoot out words of wisdom and silly puns
to stab out hearts with love and feelings of grace
so we can listen to each other in non - judgemental embrace.
We .. need .. to .. love.
Sitting holding hands on the Uptown B
Now we`ve reached 59th Street
And as I slowly doze off in my boyfriends arms
I picture us twisting and contorting,
morphing - into a beautiful striped bumblebee.
Pollenating words of justice as if it we`re the next best allergy.
Stinging the minds of the ignorant with understanding.
Until they no longer see us in black and yellow,
but in red.
The color of the fire and passion in our souls
and the color of the lust and care in our hearts.
Red.
That`s the color of love.