Some folks can't be respected.
They wont allow it!
Someone who shows another respect,
Are you kidding?
There is nothing I trust about you.
You allowed that to happen,
Just because some things are made to look easy,
Doesn't mean they are.
Because someone enjoys what they do...
Does not mean it is easy for them.
Flat on their backs like flapjacks.
Rustled and stirred,
Like they've been attacked by wolves.
No matter how it is packaged.
Deodorized and scented for presentation.
Trash is trash.
Identified by its attraction to the gutter!
Long before you could pronounce my name,
I was taking myself seriously.
When you believed I was not aware...
I was there.
There is something being presented
That clearly separates from the truth.
It doesn't have to be spoken.
It is observed and felt.
What do you mean,
I am not the same person,
You though you knew?
I am that person...
Why is having a baby today,
Out of wedlock such a bombshell?
People are sleeping and living on city streets.
Poverty is experienced by those living in urban centers.
I am not going to tell you again,
What you should or should not feel.
Don't ask me to do that.