Mickey Bey

Poetry for the Hip Hop at Heart Mickey Bey

Have a sample taste, Then come inside for the real meal. THE NEW KKK Kids killing kids, Killing not knowing the meaning of life, Kreating strife with a gun or a knife... RIVER OF JORDAN ... No one flew to the rim like him, Curled straight hair way he flew thru the air... I HAVE A DREAM The dream of how I'll be judged, Really I don't care, I'm not ashamed of my hair... INTERVENTION ... As spring produces flowery growth, Cosmic kindness joined us both, In time, and place, and circumstance, And miracle of new romance. DOUBT ... You see the sun, still you ask, Will I bake, or will I bask?