Biography of Dexsta Ray
Dexsta Ray Poems
I Do My Own Thing
Just the other day... a little birdie came Told me that I had taken a LOSS I don't have a problem Losing...
Well, Our Culture Accepts It
More gun and liquor stores in the ghetto... For a black community Ill-apportioned and... Settled...
Stain The Silence
To really restrain the violence Place a stain on the silence Speak Express
Psalm Ninety Five Eight—nine
Give praise to our Holy Father He gave His only son to die for our sins Stay brave hold no focus on tomorrow Accept the Lord for our lives to begin
Turmeric Chicken Wings
Hist, could probably switch it up And then mix it up Or then flip it in the slick for the crisp The smoky chicken go in oven
I Am Only Human
I make mistakes The same as the next I spend the quiet times contemplating regrets I have a lot to learn
See the world through flame colored glasses Tear drops fall slower than molasses Heed the autumn leaves Falling off the trees at different speeds
I wonder if the show progress With thunder's friend approaching next And even so I mustn't roll Lest, oh, behold a soul oppressed!
And Conversing With Myself (Trying To Be...
I'd call up O.C. 'Ay, did you read his Sonnet? First line, third word, which is creatures, dummy.' 'Yea, I looked but I ain't have the time 'cause peep was coming. Plus I got to find the time to rhyme to you, these evils something, even funny.' 'Then cool, young one, tell me what's up? ' 'Can't now, allegory's needing help with some stuff'
The Blade's Abyss
Altruism ain't an option Watch the prophecies develop properly Acknowledge the allotment Changes? Probably
Down By The Lakeside
I observe faint tides roll in Down by the lakeside Spate signs flowing Listen to the grapevine
Lets Open Our Minds
What's love got to do with execration? If any less complacent I'd evade the test awaited On a path of faith and fated pain But thank the one who made it rain
Because We Are Lost
When I say we are lost I don't mean wandering in the forest kind of lost I mean spiritually lost We've strayed so far from who we really are its pitiful
Nightmare Pt 2
And told Get down! Another frag was thrown! Bullet goes by..
Now we see in black and white
The people do divide
Not sure who staged the wicked ways
Not sure who drew the line
Now we live in liberty whose name has changed with time
Lack of facts
A nation in its prime
Now is full of hateful thoughts