I'M HUNGRY, yall!
I know it don't look like I've ever missed a meal but my soul...is starving.
I'm on the brink of, death by starvation
when I turn on the radio station,
I don't hear anything good for me.
Where's the poetry?
I'm weak.
My body can't take too much more of this,
piss the radio is force feeding me,
shoving down my throat and intravenously.
It's like prison food, cruel and inedible.
Inevitably, I'mma end up in the hospital on life support,
just one beat away from flat line.
"Doctor, doctor, what's wrong with my baby!?"
"Well ma'am. We ran all of the tests, and we were very thorough."
"What's the diagnosis!?"
"The radio."
I wanna hear how Rudy Francisco fell face first in love.
I wanna go Beyond The Stage with Eryk Moore.
When I turn on the radio, I want a choice between Quiet Storm & Quiet Pen.
I wanna hear EMichele Paul tell our sisters, "Yes, Girl...Even You!"
Ladies! You're beautiful on the inside too.
That's more important than ur outer shell.
Fuck what the media tells u!
I'M HUNGRY. My soul is starving.
I don't care u can "make it rain"...man.
I don't wanna hear about the thickness of ur...chain.
And I could care less what gang u claim.
I do not, want to hear, another sister called a bitch!
That shit makes me sick to my stomach.
Like diarrhea, it runs right thru me.
No substance to sustain my attention span.
And it's killin' me.
Where's the poetry?
That damn auto-tune.
"Yo, G! Why do u allow me to hear chipmunks on the radio!
What did I ever do to u?
Is this payback for something I did as a kid?
Whatever it is, I'm sorry."
It's like being on a bad vacation.
I'd rather listen to the white noise between the stations.
Don't be surprised when u see me on late night tv.
"Big eyes, flies buzzin' round my face.
No shirt, bare feet.
Just skin and bones...no meat."
"Hello. I want u to meet lil Timmy.
We found him roaming aimlessly.
Once the life of the party. And now, well...look at him.
Doctors say his health is deteriorating at an alarming rate.
Please, help lil Timmy and other children like him to receive the proper nutrients...
a basic, balanced meal that everyone needs.
Lil Timmy wants to speak."
"Help, please. It does not cost a lot.
Only...
some damn poetry."
"I'm Hungry"
by DL "1LOVE" DAVIS
for 1LOVE POET SOCIETY
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