© Sept. 24, 2020. All Rights Reaerved.
Month: September 2020
Of Novels and Vibes
© Sept. 18, 2020. All Rights Reserved.
Title: Of Novels and Vibes
Size: 11” X 14”
Medium: Acrylic on canvas
Date: 9/8/2020
A Distinct Stand Up
© Sept. 1, 2020. All Rights Reserved.
Pull up your sleeves when
You see me.
I’ll take up the air
As guilty.
No need to stand up
To stand up.
I’m not a stand up
Comedian.
I woke up to an
Empty cup.
Life will call me a
Tragedian.
I wouldn’t give up
In my sleep.
I’ll bob and weave to
The raindrops
At birth when my heart’s
My upkeep.
Water’s dirt cheap, but my
Heart stops.
Get lost with the rights.
Get lost with the heights.
Get lost with the lefts.
Get lost with the thefts.
Get lost with defeat.
Get lost with repeat.
Get lost.
Get lost.
When I say, “Stand up,”
Then you say, “Stand up!”
Sit down and stand up.
Stand up and stand up.
Speak up and stand up.
I’m boxing shadows in
A box
Till I jog where
Vitamins grow.
I’ll breathe and feel
The aftershocks
When I perfect my
Swift combo,
Running through
The avalanches
And the desert
With exhaustion.
I’ll chase serpents off
Of branches,
Win using
Peripheral vision,
Bicycle kick the birds
That fly,
And choke life like
A hue and cry.
Get lost with the rights.
Get lost with the heights.
Get lost with the lefts.
Get lost with the thefts.
Get lost with defeat.
Get lost with repeat.
Get lost.
Get lost.
When I say, “Stand up,”
Then you say, “Stand up!”
Sit down and stand up.
Stand up and stand up.
Speak up and stand up.
Isaiah Lawrence 