Entitled "Elevator Of Consciousness"

The metal doors open and the staring begins

Everyone and I mean everyone is thinking it no one dare utter a word

I know what I am I know how they see me but I have always Saw more in myself

Dancing circles around the issue while

inside this metal box suspended briefly in

the air Like our solar Plexus just got hit

don’t forget they were Grandfathered into superiority And spoonfed the Gerber baby food Called racism in infancy

So when they look at me, they are not looking at me because they are intimidated by the power that my body has within its self

To know that I am free from the shackles of my ancestors is something they cannot comprehend

In spite of it all like this metal box elevator

I rise

I am lifted toward my higher calling

I throw stones at their words

I put faith in my God, The only God they know is a piece of paper with Benjamin‘s name on it

I am not only here to play the game but to settle the score

Quite frankly I never give a fuck about a rulebook

As the metal box lowers The waging war within me settled itself

I am ready for whatever they throw at me

I was born with a bullet bullet proof vest

Hopefully I survive everything like 50