Pesha

 

Jesus tells me
turn the other cheek
that since i am strong
i should protect the weak and meak
but what about when they bruise both sides?
hit me when i was hurting
threw me down stairs
& buried me alive?
leaving me with a cold stare
cupboards bare
how is that fair?
& what is worse they claim to be christians
seems to be a fiction
in my mind
it causes more than friction
a schism
from these scandals and vandals
i am a christian soldier
but i am growing older and colder
my plan was
to let my revenge be my success
as my cup overflows to excess
it’s hard not to strike a blow
against those who transgress
Doesn’t the book talk about that too?
They called it “pesha”
When people do something
wrong even though
they know better…
when i have beef
i pour on the cheddar
but you was wifey once
we was supposed to be forever
We kinda like Michael and Kate
To become the don
I had to push harder
Godfather
Goodfella
i walk through Casino’s like nino
New Jack
hold the crack
Extra cheese
Cool breeze
Palm trees
No time for lawyer fees
All i am left with is memories
of us rustling leaves
Turned out you aligned yourself
with a den of thieves
Pedophile crocodiles
Do you even know what you allowed?
Panda Eyes (POEM NOW UNPUBLISHED CONTENT STRICKEN)
exposed your lies…
i know in my heart what i must do
There is no more try