I am skipping over May 4th for now until I finish it on paper. I am still jotting my thoughts on paper for this one while also searching for a particular image to put with it, so the fourth entry will be out-of-order. I think that it’s a little weird how some poems come to me in ‘freestyle’ mode, but others have to be dealt with in the most absolute opposite way. These are of course more difficult to publish because of all the work, research, and heart that truly creates the essence of the finished work. With that being said, please excuse my skip-over for now.
The prompt for May 5th immediately caught my eye, and I knew that this post would be in the form of a rap-like lyrics. Though I’m definitely not a rapper I still enjoy writing like this from time to time, so here goes!
Before you even begin…
Let me stop you right there
Whatever it is that you’re gonna say
I don’t even care
I don’t mind shootin’ the breeze
with a little small talk
But when it turns into that other sh*t
I’m gettin’ up and I’m gonna walk
Away from the he said she said
Little girl middle school crap
Who cares what they said about me
I sure don’t – so it’s a wrap
I don’t sit around all day
Worryin’ about what somebody else thinks
Only my opinion of myself counts
So this stuff you’re bringin’ me stinks
My momma always told me this…
I know for sure she was not wrong
“Baby, beware of the dog
that always brings you a bone.”
Trans-la-tion
I’ll make it plainly clear for you
The fact that you always know what was said
Means that you had to be talkin’ too
Or maybe not
Makes absolutely no difference to me
I just happen to find it strange that
With them is where you often seem to be
For somebody who claims to be offended
By what was said behind my back
As if you have done me a favor
Thinkin’ I’ll cut you some slack
Not
Believe me, I’m hip to this game
I’m supposed to listen to you and get pissed at them
No change, it’s always been the same
That’s why I never fall for it
Say what you wanna – I won’t stress
Who said either one of you were important enough
To get me caught up in some mess
This is what I have learned
When folks talk – you must be doin’ somethin’ right
You apparently have nothing better to do
Than speak on me all day and night
Don’t get me wrong – I do appreciate
This bone that you once again bring me
It only proves the mere fact
That the important one must be me
So when you go back to give your report
On my reaction, feelings or lack thereof
Make mention that I asked who cares
I only have feelings for the people I love
I can tell that you’re anxious to leave now
Go on back and tell them what I said
I’m sure the conversation will be interesting
But know that you have been read
This should help you in the future
The very next time that we meet
Before you even begin
Watch your mouth, cause talk is cheap
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