Saturday, September 5, 2009

Care: Just a four letter word.

Don't act like you care, don't stand here or right there and act like you care. When my heart drips drops of pains, uncertainties, falling from that organ like raw meat, flowing out of the windows to my soul like a sorrow's eye on it's way to dehydration, don't act like you care. When hatred is so thick around us that it causes this layer of humidity that makes your shirt stick to your back and the hair to the back of your neck, don't act like you care. When you try to hide your imperfection to give the illusion of perfection by sweeping your flaws under your neighbor's doormat, and some unsuspecting, never guessing victim trips not over their own faults and flaws but yours, don't act like you care. When you find it necessary to blow out someone else candle to make yours burn bright have them wondering around in darkness, when they stub their toe on the now everlasting overcasting shadows of life, don't act like you care. People who care have real eyes.  Real eyes that recognize real lies? So I guess they see the hoe with the loose pussy pretend to be saved, or the pastor in the pulpit with his crack addition craves, leaders of our country pretending to care, but they don't, those sicks fucks and here you sit unaware. They say real eyes realize real lies but sometimes the pupils compromise. They see what they want to not what they need to, believe what they can't do, things that are untrue. I'm tired of you fake assholes and out of control hoes pretending like you care. You break someones heart til they hit despair, then break their spirits to that point beyond repair. In a world full of negativity a suicidal thought is the only positivity. The only answer some people see to there never ending questions, cause you refused to care, give them simple conversation. If people really cared, "hate" wouldn't have more power then "love" and every last things that I mentioned above, would be a figment of my imagination and taken care of. Instead of feeling completed, we leave each other depleted, all because we refuse to care. Care, it's just a four letter word...like hope, love, fate...we as a people are so closed minded that we refuse to open our minds to the idea that maybe, just maybe if we cared a little more, black men wouldn't die before 21, people would stop glorifying the hood, and drug dealers, the dream killers wouldn't be our kids' fathers. ...if we cared a little more.