Broken Flowers




When your wind blows,
Its unpredictable intensity
Makes me stand still.
Paralyzed.
You too.
You text but don't call.
Hesitant and unable
To dance with my mental wrath.
Silence envelopes.
We wait,
Wrestling with angst,
Stumbling to be one. 

(c) 2012 brownsugatou


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Five Days




Amazing.
I hear the message,
And I can feel your
Potential wrath, the warmth,
What's done is done. 

You? I?
Didn't even give it a chance.
I just wanted a chance to
Feel your heart.
Exchange trust.
And feel your pain.
Because you are hu(man).

God lays the final path.

But, there is now growth
If the seed is not
Planted and nurtured.

Can't be done in five days.
Can't be done in five days.

"29 years" is a
Whole lotta heavy..
But everybody gotta story.

I will always wanna know...
Where you been?

Where you been,
Black man,
Where you been?

Dedicated to "Every black man that
has a story". 

(c) 2012 brownsugatou

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