Their Language

I cried out in my native tongue

and they ignored me,

so I spoke to them in theirs. 

Now they hear me

loud and clearly

even over the crackle of flames

and gun shots,

because they only understand 

their own language.

-HymnAgen

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Don't Waste Your Breath!

You cannot have a dialogue with those who spew out monologues. STOP trying to explain your position to those who WILL NOT listen. When you are blue in the face you are already dead in their eyes. Eff' em!

Frozen Moments

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Life Began in Brooklyn (The Birth of HymnAgen)

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Extraneous Thangz

Allow me lighten your load –

the burden of your curiosity.

Yeah, we were boys once –

two of three amigos,

so I harbor no animosity toward you,

my once and former brotha.

THAT would require I care about you

one way or the other,

and that just is not the case.

All of it is in the past –

our dozens laughs

the blunts we passed

so I’m only indulging this

because you asked

our third amigo how to invite me

to your impending nuptials.

Bottom line?

We ain’t friends…

(likely, never will be again)

I’ve no desire to attend,

‘cause I’d only be fakin’ the funk

when I’m trying to live genuinely.

Embracing my principles of honor.

Real talk, dude.

I don’t hate you –

I’m indifferent,

and the difference is significant.

The former is all consuming;

the latter not even amusing

enough to entertain.

I gotta let go of extraneous thangz

and folks whose interests do not pertain

at all to

my

well-

being.

Try it sometime…

It is spiritually freeing!

Peeeeaaace!

-HymnAgen

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I Look Away

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Wolves in Shepherd's Clothing

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THIS Muhfuka Here

We all know him –

at least, we’ve seen him.

Shoot, many of us have even been him

on rare occasion.

His name is…THIS Muhfuka Here.

This dude (or chick) magically appears

implanting something in your ear

as if it has validity

when in truth it’s utter stupidity!

Makes you shake and nod your head

simultaneously.

When you say his name it will be

paired with a side-eye instantaneously.

Amazed by how inane he can be.

How can he say that sh!t plain as can be?

While you’re scratching your temple;

briefly even questioning the state of your mental

faculties.

Seriously doubting the accuracy

of your own perceptions for a second.

Then try to act like you don’t care,

but whenever he is near

you draw attention to him saying,

“Look at” or, “Listen to” THIS Muhfuka Here!

Yes, we can try, but we cannot deny

his rightful place among us.

-HymnAgen

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Gray Skies

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On His Terms

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