Spoiled
\nby Bagheera<\/p>\n
I fear us niggas have grown spoiled.<\/p>\n
Somehow thinking we’re entitled for the way our parents toiled<\/p>\n
As if their suffering could be overlooked by a donkey and some soil<\/p>\n
like these run down houses with electrically surging coils.<\/p>\n
See how we throw away the water after the hot dogs come to boil<\/p>\n
or those scraps left on the plate we feed to the sink’s shrieking gargoyle<\/p>\n
that is unless we stick it in the fridge all wrapped up in foil<\/p>\n
Only to remember when the smell makes our mucous membranes broil.<\/p>\n
Man, we used to use lard for lotion now it’s fancy cocoa butter oil.<\/p>\n
We went from sack cloth to master’s suits and couldn’t help but feel royal,<\/p>\n
yet we still suffer at the hands we hold to as loyal.<\/p>\n
Now ain’t nothing wrong with advancement but if you got angrier about the Oscars than when they shot and killed Oscar…<\/p>\n
Then nigga you SPOILED!!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Spoiled by Bagheera I fear us niggas have grown spoiled. Somehow thinking we’re entitled for the way our parents toiled As if their suffering could be overlooked by a donkey and some soil like these run down houses with electrically surging coils. See how we throw away the water after the hot dogs come to … Continue reading Poetry from the inside: “Spoiled” by Bahgeerah<\/span>