Pens Can't Capture

Where is my pen,
I need to document,

This bullshit.

Before I ‘come too lazy,

With complicity.

Do you see what I see,

Man trying to be,

Other man says no,

“You stay low”.

Where’s my pen,

I’m write his pain,

This bullshit.

Before tomorrow came,

With simplicity,

I’ll tell what we see,

Woman tries to rise,

He knocks her down,

“Stay low hoe”.

Imma put my pen down,

The words they drag,

This bullshit.

Pull on my ducts,

Make my paper wet,

Do we really give fuck,

Would it come this,

If we gave a shit,

No tears for love.

By Badilisho