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Running down blocks
Chasing through streets
Pulling off covers
Ripping up sheets
I went to look for my boy last night
You saw him play, step high, make strides
Saw him dunking in the rain
Jumping with such promise, such purpose, such gain
His dribbling so distinct, so unique, so mystique
But when asked if you've seen him
You act like you suddenly
Forgot his strong physique
So now I'm running down blocks
Chasing through streets
Pulling off covers
Ripping up sheets
Asking questions
Solving this maze
I made him a promise
While in labor for days
Quietly whole heartedly
I declared my vows
That's why kicking down doors for him
MAKES ME PROUD
I'll interrogate every system
Disrupt the rhythms
File down the tip
Of the sharpest prism
Objection your honor
I will not allow
My prince soon king
You seek to martyr
No way No How
So watch as I
Run down these blocks
Chase through these streets
Rip off these covers
Tear up these sheets
I ignore you naysayers
I spit out your pompous rebukes
Holding on to your falsehoods
Your Inferiority Theory I refuse
Lessons aren't lessons
If they challenge not
Lift not the minds higher
Disrupt stereotypes
Question the social norms
Expand to make innovators
Instead of hiring corrupt educators
For some have
Their own agendas
Writing on blackboards
Their own dilemmas
Using the erasers
With intent to make extinct
The smell of dust settling
Is very distinct
Like the subliminal message
Saying, "You can't be great "
I know it's your birthday
So I'm smashing your cake
He will not take the bait
For your judgement
Will not seal his fate
That's why without any apology
Not looking to be excused
Don't care if you slide over
It's the Queen,
Make way she's COMING THROUGH
She'll be..
Running down blocks
Chasing through streets
Pulling off your covers
Ripping up your sheets