Osama, Obama, Oh Mama, Mo' Drama

When I recite this one, it gets progressively louder and more passionate as I'm angered. That's why I "typed" it starting small, then it enlarges, but gets smaller by the end. I hope you enjoy.....

 

                  “Yes, I know my enemies…….

There the teachers who taught me to fight me

Compromise, Conformity, Assimilation, Submission, Ignorance, Hypocrisy, Brutality, The Elite……All of which are American Dreams, All of which are American Dreams,……. ALL OF WHICH ARE AMERICAN DREAMS!!!!”

             -  Rage Against The Machine, “Know Your Enemy”  

 

 

Osama, Obama, Oh Mama
            Mo' Drama

by Bridgey "CrazyGuyOutsideTheCornerstoreScreaminAtAir" McLovin

 

 

Life's a b***h and then you marry one
And it's a scary One Life to Live
I've experienced kids having kids with jail bids double they age
A gun cocked and waived, and shoots in the face
Of another brotha that shorted him 20 bucks the other day
If there's another way to escape the ghetto, we'll never know
Those who keep their lives straight, and keep their mouths closed,
May get a job for minimum wage?

You mean to tell me that people in this place
Are either dead, or dead broke, or dealing dope
Jail bids, sharing a cage?
But then, our heads of state got billion tucked away
For bailouts and oil wars

while the poor is ignored?
We're getting played and paid low
You think we're getting saved?
JESUS CHRIST 

If he were buried, 
He would be, spinning in his grave to see us as slaves

grow up inside a maze
Killing each other for cheese like trapped rat renegades

Shooting bullets is praised

Buildings laying decayed
We're in the place where our police get paid in drug raids
Abandoned playgrounds where kids can't play
And the homeless hangs out
Backboards with no rims

and monkey bars rusted out
Where Babies are have babies
And baby daddies running away
Where young girls are called "mommy"

before they're called "teenage"
Low income homes
From trailer park trash  

to ghetto brownstones
Plantations to reservations

Debating the reality to roam

Today, poor isn't a color

but the winning color is GREEN$

You either get it or forget

Living thee American Dream

So I ask the "other half" to seek privacy
Before you laugh
And could you please, before you leave
Remove your dick from our a*s?!?!
The games they're playing
Raising gas with no explanation
Dollar menu heaven

Work payday hell 

with no vacation

High prices, with no helping hand
Just Hamburger Helper

With no bail out plan, no stress relief
So more Alka Seltzer

Citizens, go "Helter Skelter"
Mother nature, We melt her
Our Mentality, “F**k you, pay me!” 

As our morality welters

Women want their respect

with Twitter pics showing their breasts

Then are upset when boys

expect meaningless sex

No health care? They don't care

Have a seat in the chair.

You'll sit in that waiting room forever

Like you're not even there
We're like kids legally grown
The bling your wrist that's shown 
Comes with the limbs

Of little kids in Sierra Leone
There's no place like home 
High mortgage rates

You'll can't own
No glove, Mo' love

But who's the father is unknown
Our teachers get no respect
Our preachers lie and collect
Condemn Superbowl n*****s  
But sell pills to get erect?

We elect evil

& expect regal behavior

from these people

100,000 jobs lost

for every one

fired C.E.O.

Holy & Oil wars

so now we need

extended soldier tours

No cancer cures

Lawyers charm injustice

From jurors

Opportunity is

closing doors

The wealthy

still want more!

Damn,

my a*****e's sore!!

WHAT THE F**K

IS IT ALL FOR?!!?!??!

 

Breathe...

I just try to live, before it's time to leave
I just, wanna be happy

I just wanna... Be

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy this one. This is my mama's favorite one! Lol I started writing this 8 years ago and I only recently finished it. I haven't recited it yet, but I hope to soon. I hope you enjoy.

Reviews

[J.Black]

A mama's favourite and a J. Black's favourite too!

Such an "in-your-f*****g-face" kinda poem where it stars out small, but you don't feel like the people hear ya, so then you get louder and louder until people see nothing but the red and anger you possess.

"Life's a b***h and then you marry one." -- you started out with a bangin' line, that I was captivated from the start.

It was so powerful and full of emotions, but to actually hear YOU read this would be mind blowing. I really think you should record yourself and then put it on a playlist just so people can really get that feel. Overall, this is the first piece I've reviewed from ya, and I like you. You got raw talent and it's creative. So glad that you stopped by and told me to read this. You do not disappoint, that's for sure. Hats off to you!

[Ravenskald]

:)
yeah me too ...
I just want to live
O mama more drama
we been renegade
since the conquror
William
burn't down our crib
and no s**t on that one
Domesday ...

[Shelly Araujo]

Your mama is right; it's a keeper.

[Kenji Light]

I think there is the perfect mixture of observation and emotion in this piece. You again set a beat to your work which makes it absolutely perfect for recitation live. I think that if you wanted to, you could make a decent rap artist; especially because your poetry actually means something instead of being jaded like other rap artists' works about all of the money they have and their ability to get along in life with total disregard for people suffering in the ghettos. Good job. I really like this piece.

[Scrawlid]

The title caught my eye, and I definitely had a laugh before I read it.
the content is very cleverly worded, and it has its kind-of-funny-but-I-shouldn't-laugh-because-it's-true moments. Love it!

[Pax Analog]

Spot on, mon -- indeed a gritty lived relevant performance piece.

In the realm of spinal macro-structures, the corporatist socio-economic pathology must be corrected -- the cycle of gov't supported by people, hi-jacked by corporatist capitalism, who then f**k it all up in a hog-trough frenzy, and then come begging to gov't twice-bought for bail-out to start the whole bullshit socialism for the rich, un-fair market corporatism for the hapless poor and middle-class all over again. The Matrix is no mere movie.

I love the way you wrap this rap, I could see a professorial pointing stick at the Super Bowl n****e "scandal," and the white-bread hard-on pills. I prefer African bark myself, dig? ;-) And bring on the twitching celebrity skin!

So, yeah, I concur with comments, below, this is a live wire piece and is inherently performative, so break out the audio, if you haven't already.

And re Obama and root systemics, we shall see precisely how he navigates the pull between pragmatic-spiritual sense of individuative destiny, and a cool, balanced hand vis-a-vis the "Feed me, feed me!" Little Shop of Horrors that is Washington, DC, and how that applies to fuzzy Amerika.

From the new prez to jagged jazz riffs to punceptual conjuration, the deeper calling of poetics is thin-slicing reality essentials, and remaking the grid through the power of originary terms. Like, history's ref blows a whistle, and says "I'm sorry, but all your terms of "standard" systemic intersocial discourse have expired. You will now have to think of something entirely fresh to do and say. Take those f*****g ties off; it cuts off the flow of blood to the brain. You apologists for playin' behind the beat in the name of tradition are, wow, turning to dust in the overtime period!"

See, what your f****n' riff energy does? Stimulates yours truly. To be continued, rama-lama-ding-dong (immortal lines from "Who Put the Bomp, in the Bomp-a, Bomp-a, Bomp" -- (Who put the ram in the rama-lama-ding-dong?).

Thanks for the sparkin' news bulletin. ;-)

[Yereziah]

I efying love this so chaotic, and revolutionary...you're a rebel mistah like how it gains strength through each verse...the red font is kinda big though...but i get the msg..it's in ur face so u can't miss it

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

Life's a b***h and then you marry one made me laugh. Love it.
Mother nature? We melt her!
was also a great line.

You know what this reminds me of?


The guy that's always standing on the corner by the Hilton and the Feed Store, always ranting and raving , and people keep walking by because they've heard it all before and theres viagra to swallow and Hamburger Helper to scarf down.

But I always stop and listen. Always.
I saw you were from Chicago, So I didn't know if you had been to Springfield and know where I was talking about . If I didn't already live in the capital I'd probably visit it eventually.

[THE LOST ROSE]

Life's a b***h and then you marry one.

That was all needed to read before I knew this was going to be something special. This spoken word piece from one spoken word artist to another is hot. You got to record this. Poetry like this is suppose to get you on TV somewhere showcasing your skills. You brought the s**t with this one! I truly enjoyed the ride. the layout......Perfect!

[MaRmAlAdE]

I could hear you recite it as I read it! Powerful.

[poet2angels (lynda)]

This is so powerful
So much truth held in this amazing piece....
Being read aloud, yeah that would be so intense....

Brilliant write
TY for entering

Lynda