FLOETRY:CAN I TALK TO YOU?

If I had no eyes, I still will see you.
If I had no legs, I still walk up to you.
If I had no tongue girl, I still talk to you.
I write your name & number if I had no fingers.
I'll smell your perfume still, without a nose.
I'll smile back at you if I had no teeth.
I'll love you with all my heart, without a heart.
Without a brain, you'll always be on my mind.
Without a clock, will still get married on time.
Make you laugh without a voice box.
Hug you real tight, but I'm not a bear.
I'm never scared, because I have no fears.
When you gone I'll cry, without no tears.
She really love me because I listened, without any ears.
No emotions, but she knows I care.

MR. STANLEY

FLOETRY:SEAN BELL

They want to confiscate my leg, why?
They want to cut out my tongue, why?
They want to burnout my eyes,
Soul, heart & sprit, why?
They also want my brain, why?
I guess there’re insane, why?
Guess they think I’m insane, why?
My leg, so I won’t march like I’m King.
My tongue, well, I do sound like King.
My eyes, they don’t won’t me to see.
The lies they tell you & me.
My Soul, heart & sprit, well,
That’s the only way to kill me.
My brain, because I’m ahead of this game.
Sean Bell is my name.

MR.STANLEY

FLOETRY:WHAT AM I?

What am I?....
I'm mostly looked for when your in danger
When your mood is filled with anger
Priced in deferent ranges
Sold for my style
Brought for aiming
Mostly sold for your protection
Faced eye to eye with many strangers
With revenge the only affection
I'm the devil's blessing
Been thrown in water
Even been tossed under cars
I rob, I steal & mostly kill
What am I?....

MR.STANLEY

FLOETRY:BASTARD

When My pops left me,
He left me one thing.
Nuffin I can use,
Something stuck in my brain.
Hanging over my head,
But it's not a chain.
When My pops left me,
He left me one thing.
No watch giving to me to remember his name.
Even though i'm named after his name,
And these white folks keep calling me names.
No pic to see him, what a shame.
When My pops left me,
He left me one thing.
No call, no mail, no third party thing.
No money so I can buy my own things.
When My pops left me, he left me one thing.
No role model for me.
So when I rolled with my crew,
It was just me, myself & I
So when you gone i'm still going to cry.
Because I never got an hello from you,
Or an goodbye.
Just because he gave me the gift called life,
I'll leave him one thing.
A tear over his casket.
The streets raised alot of us,
Our pops left us a Bastard.

MR. STANLEY

FLOETRY: LONELY AIR

Lonely air.......
Lonely air have's a temper,
As it breeze's by.
The wind knocks down everything,
Making sounds as if it cries.
Pounding on windows,
And creating ocean and sea ties.
It tries to destroy whatever's in it's path.
From garbage cans, leafs to trees,
To houses and human beings.
Lonely air is swift with no fear.
Blowing hats away, breaking umbrellas,
Leaving it all in it's rare.
Turning lights out so you won't see,
How it builds up all it's negative energy.
Releasing it all at full speeds,
Without making a speech.
I understand it now,
It's just like me.
Lonely air haves a temper.......

MR. STANLEY