Prince Shabaz
Poetry, Nonfiction
Forgive Me for the Pain I Caused
For the family I never met, but my crime affect
Openly I’m sorry for taking your prospect
Respectfully I ask your forgiveness for my selfish act
Growing up I was taught better than that
I blame no one but me
Vision was cloudy when I tried to flee
Emergency, emergency flashing through my head
My friend been shot, oh my God bloodshed
Echoes of him screaming from the backseat
Fussing and cussing my heart is racing offbeat
Out with my friend at a house party
Robbers yelling and shooting, it’s a war party
The limit was 60, I was way above
Hospital I seek, tough love
Emotions running off the chart
Panic setting in, please don’t depart
Anger then tears start to flow
I spent the night smoking weed and sniffing blow
No one to blame because I got behind the wheel
I was denied entry to the Court of Appeal
Cultivate myself into a thinking man
Ages apart from where it all began
Unfinished in the person I wish to be
Sending my condolences and deepest apology
Every night I pray to be forgave
Denouncing the way I once behaved
My Upcoming Parole
My world exploded when I was sentenced by the Judge
Yes after thirty years I will be prejudged
Universally people make mistakes and get a second chance
Parole Commissioners make their decisions way in advance
Can this be legal, to resentence me
On my way to my fourth board, denied the last three
Magic, Voodoo, what about a crystal ball
I was told they see my future, so they made a judgement call
No oversight, so they do as they please
Given more power than the Justice of the Peace
Perhaps I should be quiet and rot in jail
And watch the white’s get parole before they are frail
Racist, how does that play a part
Observed by someone that’s not my counterpart
Leniency for a Blackman doing tie
Erie, Billy, Tom, Dick and Harry committed the same crime
I Am a Faucet
I am a faucet and my contents are devoured
Always making sure what I spill is not sour
My goal is to keep strong and nourish your body
Allowing you to grow and be somebody
Forgive those who may try to break you down
A lot of their brains are list ghost towns
Understand what my purpose is to do
Call on a higher power to see me through
Everyone I meet, bestow on them my lifeline
Truly the gift is what comes out of my pipeline
