Then, Now, Dreams

by | Dec 20, 2019 | Detention Center Writing Contests, Poetry

THEN (IMAGINARY TALE PART I)
Sascha C.

Heard/Alexandria Detention Center writing contest, August, 2019

THEN & NOW
I CONSIDER ‘R ROOTZ
WHO WE’VE BECOME
FROM WHAT WE’VE BEEN THRU
HOW WE SHAPE ‘R SELVEZ
TO BE AMUSED
WE ARE THE ANIMALZ
EACH A ZOO
FATHER GOD
SET HIS PERSONAL STAGE
WHY YA WERE BORN
IS WHERE YA’VE BEEN PLACED
WHEN HIS SETTINGZ SHIFT
ADAPT EACH PHASE
IMAGINARY TALE
WILL DISPLAY:
“CREATION” & “BIG BANG” SEEM TO MEAN THA SAME TING
THAT @ FIRST WE WERE LIGHT THEN WE CHANGED CYCLICALLY
WITHIN FORCEZ & FORMZ WE’D GENERATE ATOMZ
HOW THIS LOOKED OR PLAYED OUT I CAN’T EVEN FATHOM
THA MORE SHIT KEPT SPREAD’N THA CLOSER WE TETHERED
PARTICLEZ BROUGHT SUBTANCE, EXPLOSIONZ & WEATHER
NEXT MOLECULEZ EMERGED & WE COMMENCED TO LEARN
JUS MOVE’N & EAT’N AS THA MELT’N POT CHURNED
THA MOMENT WE COMBINED & WORKED IN ONE BODY
BACTERIA DAWNED, WE GREW & SPAWNED COPIEZ
ALGAE & FUNGI WERE ‘R FAM’S INITIAL SPLIT
SO THA FOOD & THA FED INTERCHANGEABLY SWITCHED
WE STARTED AS SPONGEZ THEN FISH FURNISHED FACEZ
DIRECT’N ‘R MOTIONZ TOWARD KELP RICH PLACEZ
ARTHROPODZ PAVED THA WAY, FROM THA OCEAN THEY BURST
WALK’N THRU OUT THA WORLD SOW’N PLANT’N IN THA DIRT
AMPHIBIANZ CAUSED SEEDZ WHEN WE ELEVATED
AS REPTILEZ WE PROSPERED THEN GOT DEVASTATED
WE FLOURISHED AS MAMMALZ, SPORT’N FUR ON ‘R HIDEZ
FLOWERZ ADORNED REGIONZ WHILE THA BIRDZ FLEW ON HIGH
PRIMATEZ PRODUCED THUMBZ WHICH PROVOKED US TO USE TOOLZ
& SO WE’D GATHER FRUITZ, HUNT MEATZ & COLLECT JEWELZ
@ LAST SOMETHING ELSE CHANGED; WE BECAME SAPIENT
LANGUAGE, SHELTER & FIRE MADE US FEEL RADIANT
LOOK’N BACC
UNDERSTAND’N ‘R PAST
WHAT STICCZ TOGETHA
IS ALL THAT LASTZ
ALSO IT’S TRUE
IF WE FNA THRIVE
WE’LL EACH SERVE ‘R OWN
STRIVE & SURVIVE
BEEN A LONG ROAD
’TIL WE BECAME US
SEX, DRUGZ & FIGHTZ
WE DO AS WE MUST
STAY ENTERTAINED
AMID THA CHAOS
LIFE IS A GAME
EACH TURN A COIN TOSS

NOW (IMAGINARY TALE PART II)
IF THEY LET ME CODE HEAVEN
IT’D BE A DOPE ASS PLACE
YA COULD JUS FUCC THA BADDEST BITCH
OR TRY OUT EVERY FACE
LIKE TV YOU’D SEE EVERYTHING
EVERYONE EVER DID
FIND OUT FORM THAT UNREQUITTED LOVE
WHAT MADE HER TICC?
YA COULD HEAR HOW YO HEROEZ
BROUGHT THEMSELVEZ OUTTA BED
EXPERIENCE’N LIVEZ
OF THOSE THAT ARE DEAD
PAINT YO PLACEBO
IT’S YO WORK OF ART
YA GET WHATCHU BELIEVE IN
@ THAT END OF YO PART
I’D CHITCHAT WITH ADAM Iraq 8000 BC
‘BOUT HOW HE CYPHERED WORDZ
& ASK ENOCH HOW THA HELL Ethiopia 6000 BC
HE TRANSCENDED THIS EARTH
OR SEE EVERYONE DIE Turkey 4500 BC
AS NOAH REIGNED FORTY DAYZ
WEIGH THA GODZ BE’N BHRGU India 3600 BC
THEN RESHAPE THA RACE
GO FISH’N WITH FUXI China 2700 BC
OBSERVE’N HIS WAYZ
STARGAZE AS ZOROASTER Iran 1800 BC
& PUT TIME INTO SPACE
MOSES THA BIG ONE 1200 BC
HOW’D HE MERGE ALL ‘M HOODZ?
SPARK LIKE EIGHT WITH BUDDHA Napal 600 BC
LEARN’N WHAT HE UNDERSTOOD
JESUS MANIGGA Israel 0
WERE YOU REALLY WHITE?
WITH MUHAMMAD HIT GHAZIS Saudi Arabia 600 AD
EXCITE A NATION OF MIGHT
LIVE THA GLORY OF GHENGHIS Mongolia 1200 AD
& PHILOSOPHIZE
SEE MAYER COME UP Germany 1800 AD
AS HIS ROTHSCHILDZ RISE
ONCE REALITY BLANDZ
THRU ALL THIS KNOWLEDGE
I’D EXPLORE POSSIBILITIEZ
GO DOWN EVERY RIDGE
CONQUESTZ WITH THA BOYZ
MY GIRL & NO JAIL
PUZZL TOGETHA MY BEST LIFE
HOP IN & SAIL
CLOSE WITH A THOUSAND YEARZ
OF ECSTASY & BLISS
NIRVANA THEN COMEZ
& I’D HIT THA SWITCH
AN ATHEIST HEAVEN
A FINAL RELEASE
TO FEEL THA CONCLUSION
ETERNAL PEACE

DREAMS (IMAGINARY TALE PART III)
HOW SHOULD WE LIVE?
WHAT IS THA MEAN’N?
WHO CAN WE HELP?
WH ARE WE FIEND’N?
WHERE’S IT ALL GO’N?
WHEN WILL THIS ALL END?
STRUGGLE’N TO TRIUMPH
FOR WHAT THO, MY FRIEND?
INDIVIDUAL AIMZ ARE TO
ISOLATE
MORAL AIMZ ARE TO
GATHER & SHARE ‘R PLATEZ
COSMIC AIMZ ARE TO
GROW, LIVE & THEN DIE
FULLFILLMENT ARRIVEZ
AS DREAMS HARMONIZE
LET’S TAKE A STEP & LOOK INTO THA FUTURE
‘BOUT ONE HUNNIT YEARZ & WE’LL HAVE ONE PRODUCER
NO JOBZ FOR ANYONE SO TO BE MADE USE OF
WE’D SELL ‘R SOULZ AS FUEL FOR A MATRIX COMPUTER
WE’D CLIMB TO THA LIMITZ LIKE WE ON A LADDER
DIMENSIONAL TILL’N INTO MINDZ & IN MATTER
’TIL AUTONOMY’S REQUIRED WE’D BE A BLACK HOLE
EITHER IT POPZ OR WE EAT THA SUN, THEN WHAT’S ‘R GOAL?
MINE AWAY ALL THA PLANETZ, UNVERSEZ THEN COSMOZ
BIGGER & BIGGER ‘R STRUCTURE WOULD COMPOST
WE’D JUS KEEP EAT’N & GROW, USE’N ALL WE AVAIL
BIDE’N BY MOTHER NATURE TO BEGIN HER EXHALE
‘R FABRIC WOULD THEN FLIP, THA EXPANSE WOULD REVERSE
THIS IS WHAT THEY MEAN WITH EACH DOOMSDAY CURSE
COULD WE ORGANIZE ‘R SELVEZ SO ON THA RESET
WHEN REALITY STARTZ TO TAKE HER NEXT BREATH
EVERYTHING IN ITZ PLACE & SHOULD BE @ ITZ BEST
‘R PROWESS IN THIS RESPECT WOULD BE ‘R TEST
BUT HOPE MAY BE FOUND IN THA FRACTIONZ OF MATH
WE’D DECODE THA BIG BANG, WRITE VARIATIONZ OF PATHZ
WE’D MAKE SMALLER BANGZ THAT’D HAPPEN MUCH QUICC’R
& ESCAPE FROM THA END LIKE WE DRUNK OFF THA LIQUOR
APPETITEZ & ADVERTUREZ, WE’D PERSIST TO SUBSIST
SPIRAL’N ETERNALLY; CHASE’N A WILL TO EXIST
IGNORANCE PROVIDEZ TRUTH
YO SEARCH CANNOT CEASE
FEAR PROVEZ USE
YA LIVE TO APPEASE
VANITY PROVIDEZ VIRTUE
EXAGERATE YO PROJECTION
SUFFER’N PROVIDEZ LOVE
WIN YO SELECTION
DENOTATION
RECATION
ENGAGEMENT
ACHIEVEMENT
MEANING
SOVEREIGNTY
WITHIN THIS FINAL STATEMENT
RECEIVE MY RECIPE

The Experiment That Failed

by | Dec 20, 2019 | Detention Center Writing Contests, Poetry

The Experiment That Failed

Cordario B.

Heard/Alexandria Detention Center writing contest, August 2019

All the love, All the lust.
All the tails
About how relationships sail.
But is monogamy an experiment that failed males and females
Feel like they need that “what if”
What if they cheat
What if they leave me
What my premonition telling me can’t be.
The more I love, the more i m taking
advantage of.
But my heartbreaks makes me smarter
Be loyal and love yourself from my perspective
Is monogamy an experiment that is ineffective
Relationships treat you like a puppet
Could be lies or truth
I just say fuck it.
Build me up to shoot me down
open my heart up to step in and set a bomb off.
Blow it to smithereens
From the things ive seen
Monogamy is only real in dreams
I need serene,
Maybe no one is saveable
Or maybe Im not capable
But is monogamy an experiment that’s unsuccessful
They can’t say no to the attention
The flirting makes them smile
Telling someone that looks good no
Is cramping your style
You wild
Maybe you do it for beneficial reasons
Maybe i m not satisfying you
Just trying to figure it out
Makes me wanna yell
Is monogamy an experiment that failed.

Blackfoot Apostle

by | Dec 7, 2019 | Detention Center Writing Contests, Poetry

Eric Stewart, Arlington County Detention Center

 There’s many reasons to liberate on this behalf.

There’s a percentage within me that was explained by grandma.

From genetics to attributes, hazel eyes and good hair.

Within the adults it blossoms, still there.

It’s barely noticeable, as I get older I see with flair.

Something else that caught me by surprise was the time and place of grandma’s confession.

She was precise, authentic and peaceful when she opened a book of sequel.

Had an album with pictures and names of people.

Words can’t explain how the wisdom was a sudden shock as a nineteen year old lad.

I was so used to being ignored, but her eyes told me to hold fast (sit-down).

Always knew I was a leader and the intuition was obvious.

Growing up I was head-strong, fairly conscious.

Always wanted to change a situation to make things better for my dreams.

As the middle-child being courageous is what grandma saw in me.

Being called “Curious George” because of asking a lot of questions,

I had to find out myself and I did being aggressive.

Politics and friends was a “Head on” interest with passion.

Became agitated faster.

Wanted to lead my Generation but

Snap Back to reality.

Being too young I had to settle being unhappy.

Had broken laws, But education will also hail those to follow.

Grandma’s the Blackfoot Indian and I am her apostle.

Truly,

Dre

Once Upon a Time

by | Nov 23, 2019 | Creative Writing

Autumn Billings, Friends of Guest House, November 2019

Once upon a time there lived a princess in a small village in the Shenandoah Valley. Her name was Autumn. The young princess always had a passion for harvesting plants, flowers, and crops throughout the year. She would find so much joy in her garden.
When the weather was warm she would plant oak trees. When the weather was hot she would plant a variety and an abundance of seeds. When the weather would begin to cool off she would plant strawberries and when the weather became extremely cold she would care for her house plants inside her home. Every year and every season was different of what Autumn would harvest each year.
But Autumn’s philosophy about harvesting and raising cops never changed. Autumn thought that a plant no matter what it was would grow no matter if it were warm hot, chilly, or cold.