earlier this week...

hey wussup world? just wanted to put you on some shit that happened earlier this week. most people in fort valley are excited because this is one of the biggest times the city has- our homecoming week! it's a tradition in this city and people come from all over to see what's going on and support the different events that happen during the course of this week. however, some of my teachers, or one in particular, feel that it is a waste of time and students should be in class and blah, blah, fucking blah!

anyway, monday was our kickoff and he said that he feels that the whole thing is a waste of time. keep in mind that he's never been to this event because he's already made up in his mind that he won't like it and it's going to bore him out of his mind. but isn't this what they're trying to teach us? not to prejudge things, and take a chance at a new opportunity?! it's crazy! but he doesn't give a damn- not about you, not about me, and he's depriving himself of a lesson that can probably make him a better person! but listen to my words and let me know what you think...

9:00 in the morning
rolling my eyes,
singing songs in my head.
listening to bullshit
about what goes on in the pulpit
cause my professor doesn' give a damn
about who i am
or what i like to do.

as long a i don't come to class
and show my ass
but shake my head and agree-
"oh gosh, maybe I'll get an A or a B!"
but he'll TRY to give me a C
cause he's wondering "how could this black BOY be
so smart
so calm
so determined
so muthafuckin independent?"

so he talks down about my people
it's disguised, but I see through
all the bullshit he talks
and I find myself wanting to walk
out the door- and it's me he'll miss
but I give him my ass to kiss
and I shake my head because it's SAD
but he swears that I'm MAD
about some shit he said in class
BUT I WASN'T EVEN LISTENING.

i was writing this piece instead
it's like everything he said
was dead
without life
making no fucking sense
to my black ass
cause I purposely get to class
about fifteen minutes late everyday.

but this is our homecoming week!

school spirit is high,
and i'm thinking "oh shit, oh my
what the hell will i wear to the step show"
i have no idea, i don't know.
and just when i think i have it
my mind comes back to this class....DAMMIT!
he's saying school is a treasure
so i'm wondering why he won't give HIMSELF the pleasure
of partaking in a tradition
and going to the fucking homecoming kickoff!