06-08-2014, 04:47 AM
Thanks for the reply. To clear a few things up: Biggie and 2 Pac were both rappers in the 90's who were murdered. Both murders are still unsolved and the deaths had a lasting impact on many groups of people, specifically the hip-hop community since we lost two of our best artists. I wrote this about the impact their death had on me.
The things you mentioned in the poem:
"lied" in line 2 is meant to be lied as in lying down, and "bars" are the lyrics to a hip-hop song.
Thanks for the kind words!
The things you mentioned in the poem:
"lied" in line 2 is meant to be lied as in lying down, and "bars" are the lyrics to a hip-hop song.
Thanks for the kind words!
(06-08-2014, 01:59 AM)LorettaYoung Wrote: Hi Jimmy: there are some good lines here and I really like the timing. "Fists rose as tears fell"; history if full of those times. I have one question; I am assuming that the cause of Biggie and Pac's death
was related to the harsh life of which you show so well. Loretta[/b]
H[b](06-08-2014, 01:15 AM)Jimmy Stark Wrote: I cried when Biggie and Pac died.
I just lied
lying about their lives. I don't see why you need lying after lies; it also interrupts the sound
Looking at the stars
reciting their bars. Is this slang for poetry?
No longer safe within cars.
Thug life.
Drug life.
Slug strife.
Solemnly slain soldiers.
Fists rose as
tears fell.
Compton and Bed-Stuy bled becoming
bicoastal battlegrounds.
"Dear Mama where is Big Poppa?"
My mother wept
and played Billie Holiday
in honor of streets disciples
from every corner
in thugs mansion.
I write what I see. Write to make it right, don't like where I be. I'd like to make it like the sights on TV. Quite the great life, so nice and easy.

