Gregory (gshaw57) Upshaw

Gang banging
Street banging
Concrete Forest—
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Part I (Revelation)

This is what I see-
I see myself through you-
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Words flow like Ebonics
You know, you know
That beat popping
Rhythmic sound of the ghetto—
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There is a ribbon
That so eloquently draped her gravesite
She was a victim of violence—
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As I move motionlessly through the rubble-
The manifestation of buildings—destroy
I picture myself, my family engrossed within the rubble—
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This is for the fathers
Who has been the mainstay in our lives
Who have brought joy, pride and love
Into our lives-
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I am awake
I cannot relate
My mind has no cognitive re-call
As if I have fallen
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Abyss has engulfed me!
Darkness has overshadowed me!
The burden of life has overwhelmed me!
My soul harden with grief,
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Worn torn cities—inner city violence
Death, sorrow and misery
Feelings of discontent
Conceptualize with malcontent—
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As a young child
I was a kindred spirit
Of another time and era
With the stubbornness of a bull—
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Life, it is the ever-changing venues of time
It is time itself—

Life is torment, sorrow, laughter, joy,
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Death do not assume victory
There is no white flag
For I am still here
My life, my soul, still enriched
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He makes me cry
One day at a time
He makes me cry
As my tears dropp in a perfect straight line
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Crackling, popping, explosive
Sounds
That comes from the
Night
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I share the fruits
Of many cultures
I lived the lives
Of many people
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It was Tuesday evening—November 4 2008
When I gander toward the sky
My eyes teary with pride—
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World issues
Masquerading in contradictions
Hidden challenges
With no answers for tomorrow problems
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Imagine yourself cold; hungry-emotionally drain
Wondering how your child would be fed
Think about that moment
When that hunger grabs you from within
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Shadow walkers
Invisible Icons
Hidden—un-noticed
Imaginary replicas
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Our Lives, Our Lives
Dreams of lives
Once lived—has been detached
Destroyed
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