The Novacane Chapter

The Novacane Chapter

A Poem by Alejandro E. Barajas
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poem to the soulful & soul-less

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Let’s begin with a sigh…

 

I’ve been through a lot lately

Feeling like I’m obligated to warn you

Of my aggression towards the words

I’m tired of mentally dying

There was no easy session before all this

Super Saiyan s**t

The words I’ve been rakin’

A few I would have wrote when I was a kid

 

I’m inside my head 24

No, no more 24

Just turned 25 and no lie

All I wanna do is drink and drive

All ‘cause an institution raped my brain up

Thinking ‘bout how society functions

While I try so hard to create my own now

 

I just cant live without being aware

Of white society’s ill stare

“Like whoa…so!?”

They have to feel to understand

Mexica here to stay forever

Brown pride since I knew how to ride my tricycle

I was only nine when I first experienced racism

Working for rich folk since I knew how to recycle

Just kidding, no I’m not

Not holding a glock but a clock

Ticking and talking about dimensions unlocked

 

Let me see, let me reflect on the lines I speak

No, not sugar-coated

All I write is my life, something like pretty accurate

Get with the fam and chill

Lets saturate the youths mind with a new flow

Let’s go love a new way so they don’t have to kill each other

Let them know love exist

But you gotta practice that s**t on a daily basis

 

Exercise different identities whenever I ride

Sell my soul to the devil, you see?

I’m no linger human after racism

No longer human after xenophobia

Been thinking about the contradictions of humans lately

Just can’t anymore lately

I think too much

So one day I said “F**k It”

Hung my life for the fifteenth time

The same feeling felt writing poetry sublime

 

Yes, I have a f*****g fear to commitment�"my biggest flaw yet

But I ball so hard without no one holding me down

Except my own blood and self-respect

Looking in the mirror now, I can be a clown

Without having to apologize to no one

For being a remnant of where I’m from

Or how I was raised uncivilized to them

 

Ha Ha, nah

I said:

It’s over today

Go ahead, I blew a low a kiss to the angel above

Said to “fall in love with yourself first”

“Before attempting anything new with anyone of an artist soul, too

 

Sand is in the air

Time blowing away a nuclear stare

Let yourself fade into the ride called Novacane

Lets ride or die

Black and white surrounded by sobriety

Never at peace but too well versed on how to hold the peace

Holding a piece to maintain peace

Reminding myself we’ll be alright

As long as Novacane invigorates the mind

Everyone here numbing the pain to be happier anyway

Guess I gotta inject happiness, too

In this Society Blue fill with people who keep sayin’:

“Love is just another drug”

 

I know better than to minimize that which kept me alive

Love is more than kind

The real kind makes you rewind

The aches of time’s wake caused in part by

Eternity’s heartbreak yet prophetic rhyming lines 

© 2016 Alejandro E. Barajas


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Added on June 28, 2016
Last Updated on June 28, 2016
Tags: poetry, spoken word, rap lyric, lyric, hip-hop literature, Mexica, Mexican Identity

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Alejandro  E. Barajas
Alejandro E. Barajas

Everett, WA



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