Member Poem

They say, "Words hurt worse than weapons".
Why do you think the right to bear arms, is the second amendement?
It wouldn't be me if I didn't pay homage, shout out to Bonnie Godiva.

Allow me to share my story.

One Sunday in church, after reciting The Apostle's Creed,
I took my seat.
And accidentily sneezed.
This man walked right up to me and said,
"Excuse me sir, but you've got to leave". 

I said,
"Why? Because I simply sneezed?
Why cant you just say, 'God bless you' to me"?

He said,
"I can't say that because GOD HATES FAGS! They all go to hell".

Well,
God did make Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve.
But also remember, He created plagues and disease.
Then turned around and still,
created me.

Who just so happen to contact,
HIV.

But,
I didn't see HIV.
So, how in this big ol world,
did it get little ol me?

I mean,
I was always high,
but never jet lagged.
And I knew to always keep a condom in at least one of my bags.

So,
Did I get this because I'm a fag?

THIS IS AIDS!

You know,
"The gay mans disease".

But you would be surpised to know that I got this from,
A married man with a wife and house keys.

His wife,
She was a beautiful woman.
But always kind of shy.
That's only because she didn't want you to clock her black eye.

Which is why,
She's in MAC cosmetics to hide the
Choke grips,
busted lip,
Plus an MK watch to cover her wrist slits.

She got the ring,
When she was only supposed to be a fling.
To her, this was a normal thing.

She grew up watching her daddy whoop her mama ass.
Til one day she snapped,
Got mad,
And stabbed him in the back with a piece of broken glass.

How could you love a mand who only talks with his hands?
How could she love a gunman?

I mean,
His mama,
Told him he wasn't shit,
Just like his daddy.
Sadly,
She said it so much til one day it finally came true.

That dude was so quick, he knew what to do when he seen the
Red,
White,
and Blue.

Stashbox full of keys,
Tuck the ski,
Pull up his saggin True Religion jeans.

But one day shit got so deep,
He asked me, THE FAGGOT, to toss the gun that his hand squeezed.

I wonder if that's the same gun that killed half my classmates?
Andrew,
Alexis,
Pierre,
Keon,
Izzy,
and Malique.

RIP.

The ultimate death,
Is silence.

So,

Lets talk about it!

Didn't I just touch base on,
HIV, gun, and domestic violence?

Come to a support group.
But,
How can I invite you to a support group,
When you don't even support our tropps?

I'm not talking about the soliders in the streets,
Throwin' up their Ls,
Their Bs,
and their Cs.

I'm talking about the soliders overseas fighting a different diocese,
For you and me.

And what if that was me that got choked up by the police and my last words were,
"I CAN'T BREATHE"!
Would you wear a shirt in remembrance of me?
The gay ass white boy that contacted HIV?

Please,
IF I DIE IN POLICE CUSTODY,
I DID NOT COMMIT SUICIDE.

Why would I commit suicide,
Inside,
of a jail cell?
Well, why not?
Aren't I destined for hell?

I'm just a human right?
It shouldn't be about,
who's black,
or who's white.

We're all human right?

It should be about,
What's wrong,
and,
Whats's right.

Punishing the wrong and rewarding the right,
That's how you honor a humans rights.

Now,

Back to this dude that had a wife and ended my life,
So he thought. Til one day,
His wife stood up and fought.

She called me.

She said,
"Hello, Miss Mikey"?
I said,
"Yes, thats me".
She said,
"Well, I heard you had HIV."
I said,
"Bitch you too, but you didn't get it from me".
She said,
"I thought about it, and I prayed about it. So, let's talk about it.
I can take you to a doctor that treats me".

I couldn't believe she wanted to save me,
When I didn't even want to save myself.
Because if I did,
I WOULD'VE PROTECTED MYSELF!

I'm here today to save you,
Like she did me.

I BEAT AIDS!

So did she.

Now,
We are just waiting on a cure for HIV.

Which start with you and me.

My names is Miss Mikey, Know your status and not just mine.