The Unheard Voice of Black Boys

I wrote this as a spoken word piece about 2 years ago. I performed it a few times in Virginia Beach and Norfolk,VA when I still lived there. Honestly, I stopped doing this piece because I performed it in front in a crowd full of immature adults who made fun of this. But my mission still goes on, and I might just start performing this as a spoken word piece again. So here it goes.



I'M 9 YEARS OLD, IN A WORLD SO COLD. ALONE IN THIS WORLD. MY MOMMA DON'T LOVE ME. MY PIECE OF SHIT DAD, I AIN'T SEEN HIS ASS IN YEARS. AND THESE PEOPLE AT SCHOOL THINK I'M SOME KIND OF YOUNG THUG BECAUSE I CAN'T GET IT DONE THEIR WAY. I'M DIFFERENT FROM THE OTHER KIDS. I CAN'T HANDLE ALL OF MY PROBLEMS, SO I BEG FOR THE ATTENTION AND LOVE THAT I'M NOT GETTING. I'M FILLED WITH SO MUCH FUCKIN RAGE, SO THEY PUT ME ON THIS RITALIN AND SAID I WOULD BE OKAY. MAN, I HATE TAKING THESE FUCKIN PILLS. DAY IN AND DAY OUT, THESE FUCKIN PILLS. AND I KNOW THIS BULLSHIT THEY ARE TEACHING US IN SCHOOL ARE LIES. I USED TO LOVE SCHOOL, BUT MAN, FUCK SCHOOL!!! THE OTHER KIDS THINK I'M CRAZY AND SLOW BECAUSE OF THESE FUCKIN PILLS THAT I HAVE TO TAKE. IT'S LIKE EVERYBODY KNOWS I'M ON IT. THEY TELL US TO STAY AWAY FROM DRUGS, WELL, I GUESS EXCEPT FOR THE ONES THEY MAKE ME TAKE.

I'M 12 YEARS OLD IN A WORLD SO COLD. ALONE IN THIS WORLD. I'M JUST NOW GETTING OUT OF MY SECOND GROUP HOME THAT I BEEN IN FOR THE PAST YEAR AND A HALF. I'VE GOTTEN BIGGER AND I'M NOW AS BIG AS THESE GROWN-UPS. THEY FINALLY STARTED TREATING ME SPECIAL. I GOT MY OWN CLASSROOM. SPECIAL EDUCATION. EVEN THOUGH I HAVE A HIGH IQ, THEY DON'T WANNA DEAL WITH MY SHIT. I'VE ALREADY BEEN TOLD THAT I WON'T MAKE IT PAST 21. THE ONLY FAMILY I GOT IS IN THE STREETS. BECAUSE OF MY SO-CALLED REPUTATION, I GET INTO MORE TROUBLE AT SCHOOL. SINCE WE IN THE HOOD, WE GOT SCHOOL SECURITY TO PROTECT US. THEY PROTECT ME BY ROUTINELY BEATIN MY ASS AND HIMULIATE ME. WHY? BECAUSE I DIDN'T HAVE A FUCKIN HALL PASS!!! NIGGAS IN THE SCHOOL FUCK WITH ME JUST BECAUSE I AM LABELED THE SPECIAL ED KID. I GO TO THIS CLASS AND THEY ARE GIVING ME THIS WORK THAT IS 3 OR 4 YEARS BEHIND ME. THEY THINK I''M SOME KIND OF DUMBASS AND THEY ARE SCARED OF ME. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I DON'T KNOW MY PLACE IN THIS WORLD. I JUST WISH I COULD GET OUT OF THIS FUCKED UP WORLD.

I'M 16 YEARS OLD IN A WORLD SO COLD. I'M STILL LABELED AS THAT SPECIAL ED KID AND THEY ARE STILL GIVING ME THIS BULLSHIT WORK AND THEN LAUGH IN MY FACE. SO I FINALLY SAID FUCK IT. I DROPPED OUT. NOW I'M A FULLTIME STUDENT OF THE STREETS. I'M NOT ON THOSE DRUGS THAT THEY PUT ME ON ANYMORE. I PICKED MY OWN SHIT NOW. I SMOKE IT, SNORT IT, DRINK IT, AND SHOOT IT. HELL, I SELL IT WHEN I HAVE TO, BECAUSE I CAN'T GET NO JOB. EVERYBODY ELSE GOT NICE SHIT. I WANT NICE SHIT TOO!!! SO I GOTTA SERVE THESE FIENDS UP TO GET SOME PAPER. MY NIGGAS FROM THE BLOCK IS THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO RESPECT ME. WITH MY BUILT UP RAGE, I'LL WRECK ANY NIGGA THAT DON'T RESPECT ME OR WHO GET IN MY WAY. SOME NIGGAS TRIED TO GET AT ME A WHILE BACK SO I HAD TO SHOOT A NIGGA. DON'T KNOW IF HE LIVED OR NOT. I'M ON THE BLOCK GETTIN MONEY AND SERVIN UP THESE FIENDS. BUT ONE OF THOSE NIGGAS I GOT AT A WHILE BACK JUST GOT AT ME. I'M DOWN FOR GOOD. I WANTED TO CHANGE. FOR YEARS, I BEGGED FOR LOVE. I BEGGED TO BE HEARD. I BEGGED FOR ACCEPTANCE. NOBODY WANTED TO HEAR ME. NOBODY GAVE A FUCK. SO I GAVE IT ALL UP. I GAVE THEM WHAT THEY WANTED.