School Bus

I watch them file
pile atop one another like friendly crab
plucking at hair and coat and sweaters with armless sleeves
primary grades with adult weaves
handed down pants and large tees
buzzing like bees around a yellow bus
trusting us to be their umbilical cords
believing in a system with two parents
and never understanding why we bicker
why the guardians at the hive mistrust the guardians at the home
"at" the home
sometimes, rarely in it
often buzzing around it in wheels in frantic to and fro
earning coins and coils of grey
spilling them like video game animations
and chasing them as they roll, and disappear off of the edges of our lives
always half-doing
just arriving
begging, asking
needing and telling
for food and someone to watch our bees
as they buzz among each other
we look for kings to make us Queens of our hives
but never rule, instead living in increments of broken pleasure
we are like debris after the levies
or the comments that succeed "whatever's"
trails of disjointed articles too far separated from a clause
Taking an L for the causes that matter most
boasting of the things that matter least
and filing back into our selves with less pride, hiding from the brilliancy of our sticky-natured offspring each time we sleep
teaching them to pluck at one another
Exaggerate our means and blind them to the deeds of those that went before us
Mark them as they move, Feed them in their path that their hope outlasts us
in hope that their flower can bloom greater

Good/Bad

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QTPIJW_nVCY

Sexuality
seems to be a limited talent for a few
while we brew and bake in bodies over if we should or shouldn't
some of us have fewer choices
canned in by the sin of others, we can't fuck
we have to make love
we have to wear gloves and protective covers to not harm our lovers
in the way that we've been harmed [chorus 1 interrupts]
we arm ourselves with quick wit, selectivity and charm
we're gorgeous
careful not to bleed ever
hold back the lever of the leather bound and whip
grips slipping out of our grasps
sex so good we could body bag url's
pin porn on anybody's interest
this lisp goes with a quick flick of the tongue
we can kiss like heaven and ride like hell
but the bells of our toll were pulled too soon
so our sexuality ends in a white room in a blue robe
in three letters...
because we fuck too good
and love too hard
and can't go back to that...

v.1.
got a crush on this fellow
I think about him way too much
i'm a good girl / guess i ain't bad enough
been good for a minute / ima fiend to get in it
thoughts in my mind
time on time
boss reputation
streets not lyin'
haitian, him
like skin on skin
these double deed girls
like me some him
i like him
the jet black ride
i like him
the crooked smile
i like him
as if i ain't got it bad enough
i notice
he don't notice
that i'm wanting him to own it
i like him so i pretend
i like him and he gets wind
that i'm a bad girl gone good cuz good got burned real bad (what you think about that)
(chorus)
Is it bad that I never made love, I never did it
But I sure learned how to fuck
I been a bad girl, I'll prove to you
I promise, I'll be good to you
Cause I have some issues, Scared to commit, of having it
But at least I can admit it
I went from bad girl, to, to,
to be better than, can't be bad to you

v.2.
So I wait to get over
lets see if i can think this thing over
i think about it but I ain't sober
he want it, he don't want it
but I'm switchin' and flauntin'
need a lil more courage in my drank, waiter
a lil more zero's in bank, wait up
tear in my eyes, lies on my mind
money couldn't make it any better this time
(chorus)
(chorus)
Is it bad that I never made love, I never did it
But I sure learned how to fuck
I been a bad girl, I'll prove to you
I promise, I'll be good to you
Cause I have some issues, Scared to commit, of having it
But at least I can admit it
I went from bad girl, to, to,
to be better than, can't be bad to you

v.3.

i like him
and remember the things i wanted to forget
that pretty cars aren't time machines
and that sex screams and sweat gleams
feel good in the moment
if you mean it
and i'm wanting him to own it
not to be afraid of the way flood oceans
ain't nothin' changed about how much i want and how good I give
just the selection process is screened
that if you're purse my lips to pout names and phrases
you're gonna have to stick around in the morning
because i deserve sex bad and love more
i deserve to be loved and wooed and bent back in beds, on floors and in honeymoon suites
and at alters, I wow how you do it, i deserve to be kissed like that
you probably think we're not right for each other
i believe that you think like that
so i wait
to get over
i trust myself to get sober
brush dirt off my shoulder from the first and the last
and throw a little more junk in my trunk
a little more sass to my switch
a little more wine in my glass
and never mention that broken hurts aren't curable but bad decisions are
never show apprehension
or stress the details
in why i smell like rebel when i walk by
because bad never left me,
my Good just got better

#lyrics: To Rihanna + Future "Love

Baby, I'm feelin mighty sexy even though you ain't gon sex me just the thought of you right next to me
Maybe, I can kiss you, we don't have to go, all the way (all the way)
down, pin me down, keep me 'round you on some other ish
oh you don't want no girlfriend
but you won't come off of this
obvious you cant resist
my breakfast plantains
fish/grits in the morning
and my body next to yours

"ooooh, oh o oh" I'm from that Cape, Cape, Cape
I'll make it bake, you gon light this cake if you undress me
"ooooh, oh o oh" 
I Bet that you can't take it , you wanna come home baby, so ...so come home babe
It's yours
It's yours
who got it
It's yours
It's yours
(Is it really?)

You don't get it can't you feel me

(female2)
don't take your eyes off me

brown skin, down then bit'em lick your lips all the way around them
find (yourself) thinkin [bout me]
facebook stalkin, instagrammin
dirty talkin'
snap-chatt
ain't gotta make it rain
zoe girl I stay about that 

"ooooh, oh ou oooooo I can't take off my Cape,
I'm chasin Ports and Princes watch me watch me win this
oh-oo-oo
Made a mistake, stake, stake, stickin around
you wanna, you wanna, you wanna go dive in my island
(watch me) rock it babe
rock a wave, (watch me) paparazzi
roll it llock it im a master babe
zoe-
i make em regulate
bloh
i'm tryna make em' break
go
go
go
leave em all amazed

"ooooh, oh o oh" I'm from that Cape, Cape, Cape
I'll make it bake, you gon get this work if you undress me
"ooooh, oh o oh" 
I Bet that you can't take it , you wanna come home baby, so, so... come home babe
It's yours
It's yours
who got it
It's yours
It's yours
(Is it really?)

You don't get it 

can you feel me

It's yours
It's yours
who got it
It's yours
It's yours
(Is it really?)

You don't get it 

can you feel me

RA

Woman: Part Deux

Woman Part 1 by RandumPoet

I've been tilling and toiling soil

Patting ground

holding down brown until violets and roses bloom

briddling my tongue like a bride waiting to say yes to a groom
in hopes that the flowers bring about the right buzz
to land on my petals, as soft as they are
drink from my lotus
live for my seed
favorite flower, fully blossomed better for him than the air he breathes
go*damn
go*damn
go*damn
i wonder would that sting stick, in slick honey dripped ooze i produce

in different flavors super-sized 14 and 12 in caramel ...

flavored: Rock-a-red-and-Blue Honeydew and Pouty-Pink Pine

they've been diggin' in my antilles for gold so they call me sunshine

but im smooth like a pearl, meant for classy things

nothing that boys can mend into a chain to tame or bend into a ring for him

pearls are pretty and pressured inside of clams that are jammed tight

we are just that hot and just that right

and if your grip ain't tight

then of course we'd bite

diamonds break

pearls swirl

like a careless woman breaks in a careful woman's world

and they misplace their crowns like careless little girls

but the queen bee hides her hive in her curls

you call them halos as they drape my naked back
I got wings that never fly
because this Queen likes where she's at
Got a body built round
that imprisons men back
and yes I conceive gifts for you to carry...
and not Nick, You, deliver my seeds you handsome fairy,

and i love my bees like i love my desserts

main course is for later let me serve the cake first

and it's an interesting sugar in my honeysuckle fill
if you stick another flower, then your buzz'll be killed
The difference is I want mine swimming in my ocean
filled with my fillings and feeling my emotions...

Not jelly... It's just that we gel ;)

overdosing on IB, I see your ID, and past the IE only IF you you can tell [run that back]

that Queen hearts don't break
they make and they mate
and though these B's got you dispelled
tricks and trust started out the same way
Honestly they honed their honesty on the St. being sly
Y? else would their loyalty grow salty when they get high
and I don't get how other bees or flowers play the game
when their pollen is polluted by bees who are sticking in the same stamen
but let's pretend I'm not a flower that would flutter with the wind
and pretend I'm not a Bee or Bey but something better than
i wouldn't need a gift, or to make a request for your bequest

I wasn't born with a controller because this Wii's tuned to my chest

I would take 3 steps...

dismiss the box of kleenex

and tell you the tears have made me the woman you see today

I would take your #2 pencil and stencil in two words to complete what ever promise you hope to make

and step three is unneccessary because women are always one step ahead

Hence the 1 you see in front of you looks like 2 people instead

Things Boys Say*

I wont let you upset me
Because I came into work
And it was clear
That I had a wonderful weekend
So its no surprise you pushed me over the deepend
When you stated that my smile was over passes from weak men
How dare you speak them
With your fate in my pens weight
The absent title on my desk holds down more paper than you
See I dance
I jive and I groove
I wind and I whip
I love and I move
Does that make me less
Because you saw me at a lounge not lounging
Because God gave me hips for birthing and winding
Im mighty with a pen, a balance sheet and a vocation
I call myself Olivia because she grants people second chances like her surname: Pope and brings them closer to God hence it
Rhymes with Hope because we need women leads who can work themselves out of a scandel
Youve opened more than you can handle
And Im about to bless you
And not let you upset me

I once bled for days, tutored 15 strays, transporting them from home, to WIC, to work to jail
Do you think Im Hell because
Some say im salvation
deliver kids to a system that eats them alive and then I pry them from deaths eyes and build them up for fools like you 
product after product from my creative womb and not feel
Do you think because I cry, I scream and reel at stupidity I cant deal?
You think Im too stupid to flick the red of my nail over the .4 miIlimeter PET-film screen of this phone
Past my HIMAX stock app 
Go in my contacts and raise Hell for Helu instead of You
Open Gates for Gates
And find takers for Ortega
widowed, married, widowed AND married cause clearly the men of fortune are fortunate enough to know my gender has use
so I suggest you find your couth
I will close your royal office door and tell you to wash your hands of scandal rather than hang Gods mantle-advice from a real Pilots female
Or I will walk in front of a prophets tomb, pray and roll away the stench of death with just the pressing of my hand Hail Mary hence the real reason they call it Palm Sunday 
In one day I can break or build
Whether preacher or teacher
I can follow you and lead others or my lips will poison and make people doubt
I am your beginning and end
I will roll my neck to get the crimps out
drop my hair past my shoulders so every golden and dark coil falls over my dangerous face
If I let you upset me
Its like Ive blown you middle finger kisses in a resignation letter written as sweet as a smile all the while go out and build an empire over your grave 
OR 
I can choose to be your rib
support the work you do 
I am a thinner bone latching onto bigger problems
a riveter of minds and I do it in heels
at 6, 7 8 and sometimes nine months
in brown skin, roll it over latin tongues
While I arch my eyebrows with my friends: Susie, Kim lee, Francesca and Latonja 
a Compton case-worker
a boxer
an engineer
and a United States Soldier
Dont believe the hype cuz your board or believe the  stereotypes 
I can school you if you let me but Id rather not let you Upset Me
*Because when I whip my hair on a dance floor that&s me being pretty
I spend all day being petty
Speak 1000 words per hour, 20,000 words a day and youre mad because I can shut you down without saying a word
Perch on your lap 

Pick the bread that i want then 
Fly leave as I please 
Best believe im a bird 
This eagle is plastered all over your ego
I saw you coming from a hawkes eye away
Im national and irrational
I dare you to get on my level mr level headed
I dare you to dream
or get a vote for your hope without  'this Girl' on your team*
If I let you upset me get me to the place that were told bitter women go,
To the lumps in the backs of our throats and the clicks in our nails growing from stiff wrists, bit lips and bodys that rarely get to enjoy the sway of a song meant to chill riddims down to the bone or a partner that grounds instead of a master that owns... 
i wouldn't dance...i woukd just weakly prance around you with verbs you couldnt describe with a profound noun your teeth can grit. Find me a man worthy enough to grab my hips and concieve whats in this (heart) hence zues birthed kids alone from his mind and died, you cant think youre the only one to tempt me
I leaped from the crown of a god and cut him down with a double edged sword that the prophets call tongue,
Which you'll see seethe if you cannot observe, learn from and respect me 
What more do you think i will do to you if i let you upset me

Men to Brothers

God gave me brothers
He consoled me with good men
to outshine the others
See i've never disclosed my lovers
who just loved her and love hurts
but  i have been conditioned to serve
knowing what i deserve
i see past them into others
i loved until the distance became the breadth of my arms
armed myself with M4's of pride
kept the others away with "friend" until the word was a M249
Didn't need a bed-pal, phone calls were my fifty cal
----because i felt like i was his 136 when he would lift me
clearly i was a disposable shoulder launch because he dissed me
while my brothers talked me up
staff sergeant drilled me down
found out he cheated
as he worked my weaknesses out
felt like I was hit with an underbarrel grenade
not because he got laid
but because I got upgraded and played
she was given credit and never was the one who chose to stay
but i fought off tears with my friendships
sent care packages across the Atlantic
burned bright because underground fueled my loving words like I was a manic
and infused strength in everything i had to say
while someone 6000 miles away
was ashamed to open his box of raes
shining brighter then a beam
lighting him through desert storms
while my will was under attack
professing How "I Loved You Back"
But he was a guided missile
and this smile's too wild to tame
i took my joy to the marines to demonstrate upgrade in aim
but amazingly the marine-bred lion burned the sun
SMAW reloaded on me and I couldnt see it come
so I stopped looking for love
and just wanted friends... and I got them
brothers who reminded me that my smile -for them-resolved problems
helped me manage the other things I got
that 9/11'd my life like an improvised device
so i write, cells fighting insurgents
I am writing for my life
Fighting like I'm in a gun fight with a nylon sheath knife
not because i don't know what it means to SOAR
but because even though God gave me sisters
He knows I'm drawn to the misters
because I love things I fear
He had to give me brothers
Because my standards sometime waiver
my brothers outshine the others
They are my Razorbacking blood, my 21st AirBorn
knowing I am conditioned to serve and knowing what i deserve
I have so much bright to give because I'm always bearing burns
I know Fa Sho
I don't say it much
but the praises for you are laced within my turns
threaded  in my metaphors
my brothers don't have to give, in their protection and the respect they lend to my name
they've given me One more Life to Live
I'll give them everything I've got
because they loved me when I had nothing
though they never knew the plot
I was once just a someone looking to be useful to something
and you played out your positions
and i can never tell them why I love them
just celebrate them every time the universe reminds me of them...Happy Birthday Bro :)