black ptsd

Flexing while in motion

The hate builds up when

Brown passes brown

That hate placed in baby cries

Brown destroying brown

Only the strong survives mantra

The crabs the hoes and the weak

Don’t forget

At the neck when you bite

Gutter jungle sounds bytes

Metrics and vulture cycles

One Dollar bill mixed with blood and


Passed onto my unborn

Repeating my man made history

Always left bare with pain

Emotions always tight gripped

No leaks or spill overs

Running the maze

Holding the cross for

Another’s man race

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