earthslang

B boy May 12, 2012

They send you in again. 

No call from mom, 

No doctor’s excuse, 

No reason to skip third grade gym. 

you say dodgeball is like walking home from school 

And you only want to walk home once a day. 

 

You walk past the roller rink that’s been grey and empty since you were born,

Cross to the other side

Cause you know who stays there now.

It’s not the laughing kids with tokens and pink and orange blades;

It’s the ones with hard metal blades and hard metal eyes. 

You have no happening bowling alley here, 

No carpeted library with tall ceilings and quiet walls. 

No movie theater with popcorn and 3D glasses. 

The community center’s for banging dope,

The corner’s for dealing, 

The alley’s for walking

And at night it’s for dodging bullets. 

 

You have broken blinds to peak out,

You have pushers pissing in the front hall,

you have television

And sometimes you see your complex on the 10 o clock or the crime watch. 

You have dejection and submission to an accepted monster, 

The hate child of the oppressor and the oppressed. 

You have neighbors with transitory glory and local blood diamonds.  

You have your own children’s army here. 

But you won’t get kidnapped with a gun to your head; 

Physical force isn’t your problem yet. 

The force of non-options is strongest here, at your young age. 

You were never born innocent here. 

 

You were born with a rape whistle in your brain, 

Fight or flight written on your kicks,

The tensest fear under your surface,

Hard straight stare and low lid.

Maybe you were a crack baby or maybe

Your mom never touched the stuff, 

Tries not to let you touch 

the thin walls of your one bedroom for five,

Barely holding back the weight of the monster, 

Barely dodging the constant pounding balls.  

 

you’ve been sitting here 20 minutes

And you finally open your mouth 

When I ask what you like doing the best. 

You say “I’m a b boy” 

Cross your skinny arms

And I look at 60 pound little boy you

And I don’t doubt it for a second.

 

 

This one was partly inspired by an event I went to where Crazy Legs was talking about breakdancing for positive social change. If anyone has a chance to watch, I highly recommend the “Bouncing Cats” film that documents the b boy movement in Uganda. 

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16 Responses to “B boy”

  1. powerful and well written! The harsh world of the inner city stares hard at the reader and you convey it so forcefully together with all its challenges! well done

  2. Wow. Have to follow someone who can say:

    You have dejection and submission to an accepted monster,
    The hate child of the oppressor and the oppressed.

  3. Ian Moone Says:

    Very nicely written

  4. Pawan Hira (awakeningpsyche) Says:

    entangled surroundings are the creation of humans only. To be precise, we all are.
    so when a single person like you, brings a voice to the streets and their ACTUAL life, you are lending a hand as a selfless character.

    I can only love the way you showed the degraded minds, crime, unhappy state.
    you are reflecting a positive vibe to the universe, and unto yourself.

    • earthslang Says:

      Thank you for the thoughtful response. Can’t say I’m selfless but I hope that bringing a voice is a start on the path to positive change.Peace.

  5. satprem33 Says:

    Stunning imagery~ Felt this Deeply~ Thank you for the journey~ 🙂

  6. midnighthues Says:

    Good reflection of inner city life / youth. I work with some of them and you have done a great job here!

  7. doncarroll Says:

    this was a very nice piece involving things that happen in some neighborhoods. if we could convince more people to turn to the pen, it might help. your voice is nice and strong.

  8. Seb Says:

    The accepted monster

    That cuts deep.

  9. yasniger Says:

    Brace up kiddo, you’re it!
    You’ve been tagged!
    Here are the rules, read them, they are important
    1. You must post the rules.
    2. You must post eleven fun facts about yourself.
    3. You must answer the questions your tagger set for you
    4. You must create eleven questions to ask the people you tag.
    5. Tag eleven people and link them on your post.
    6. Let them know you have tagged them.

    http://yasniger.wordpress.com/2012/05/27/its-still-fun-to-play-tag/

  10. yasniger Says:

    You….this felt like an absract story of sorts. Really nice to read.

  11. I nominated you for the versatile blogger award! =)

  12. where have you gone, earthslang?


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