For Real, For Real

For Real, For Real

A Poem by Mr. Deft Diction
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Really....for real

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Whoever said they don't need validation....
well, they're trippin';
whether we talkin' about parking passes,
verbal clashes or gaining a rep in some upstate prison.
Running from validation as if you're somehow bigger than that
validation is what's made celebrity out of the least
inconceivable cats.
From shock-jockers to the backpackers....
skateboarders and ball players who wanna be rappers.
Even one of Heff's chikadee's got the itch to be an emcee
I try to say I don't want to be compared;
but I smile all Kool-Aid like,
when folks compare me to a Common or a Nas,
or a Talib Kweli.
I need that validation stamped on my forehead, B;
at anytime it could be all gone and how are the masses supposed to remember me?
They wouldn't believe Pablo Neruda if it wasn't for some dame
who read his sonnets and touched herself in memory....
They wouldn't believe in the misfortune of the more than fortunate
had they never known about the life of the Kennedy's.
This is my bread and butter,
so basically what that means....
you damn right....,
I need somebody to validate me.

Don't jock me; don't say that my swag is cocky;
I'm an underdog who gets no sequel,
so I won't play into the dramatics like Rocky.
I need validation like a weight-lifter needs a spot, see?
My walk is mean and I have a thiefs moxy.
Probably get lost in the sauce, how many other scribes describe life
in the way that it's got me?
Validation means that it'll be in a gold pot when I piss....please
all you nay-sayers throwin' up middle fingers at validation,
quit playin'....
it's like saying you love your family, but you don't see any relation.
Validation is a liberal getting fair play on the most conservative radio station....
I'm beginning to wonder how all those without validation made it....
Don't blame the truth on me, I just say it simply....
damn right, I need somebody to validate me.

Kanye got like seven Grammy's,
it's still validation he seeks.
I'll validate his passion, I can hear it when he speaks...
so validate me.
Validate the breeze,
the composition of the trees and the leaves....
validate how we tell our children about sex thru the birds and the bees.
My mama knew me;
she ain't feed me that story.
Validate how rappers hate to be seen as pop; but still end up in that
exact same category.
Give me validation on substance and style;
validation that I'll be okay, even if I haven't prayed in awhile....
smile...
So all of you mad-at-the-world, they did me wrong with minds like pions, please
validation of the artistry of you means it only a matter of time....
someday they'll validate me.

Peace

© 2008 Mr. Deft Diction


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Wow! Fantastic, and here is my validation: Your poetry is fresh and vital. It has a pulse and a nuance that can speak to anyone with half an ear.

Of course you wish to be validated we all do. I always laugh inwardly the people who say they don't care what people think of them. That isn't true. They care they just don't want people to think they care. Then again you can't have it both ways.

I am a big fan of Rain's and he has asked we check out your writing. Glad I stopped by.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I always try to look for and provide at least some form of critique but once again
I can only provide accolades on another fine piece. The 2nd verse-the whole 2nd
verse-is off the charts. You use a topical and timeless example to make your point with:

'They wouldn't believe in the misfortune of the more than fortunate
had they never known about the Kennedy's'

Great example that most anyone can understand and relate. The 'misfortune of the
more than fortunate' is nicely worded, I really like that.

'Give me validation on substance and style'

Anyone who gives you a good read would surely agree.
Keep those gears silently turning in your mind.

J.P.O.et



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow. Amen to this one. It's very true... we all need props. Without it, there is no point...

There is validation through so many sources... women, money, paper and paperwork... it never ends.

This is definitely top notch. Keep doing your thing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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