I'm sorwie! Let me make it up to you!

So I know that I have been very VERY delinquent in posting on my blog. Do forgive me blog world. As pennance I shall share with you my fav Def Poetry clips. Enjoy them as much as I have over the years!



love, Love LOVE! this 1 :-)








Every black man should hear this 10 times DAILY!

Poetry- Money

Ok so its the 1st and I didn't get paid. I feel like I'm going crazy which made me think of a poem I wrote a while aback. We all wish at some point in time that we had more money, the question now is how much will we let it control us?

MONEY

Oh you evil beast of burden bearing the world such pain and torment
Masquerading as the saviour as the saint as the solution
But you sanctity is of no valour here
You enshroud us in fear of your absence
Your ensnare us with your arrogance
How dare you decide who lives and who dies
Who is worthy of merit and praise
You FALSE GOD!
You mock us!
And the more you do is the more we need you
The more we crave and desire you
The less we are able to live without you
And we dare not doubt you
You carry such clout
Such esteem
I am sure if you ever took a moment away from your greed
You would beam in pride
That you are the now the primal motivation for the masses
Making us sycophantic vassals
Devoid of original thought because your imagery is everywhere
Well I break free of your snare
And return you to where you should be
You foolish knave
I am the master and you are the slave
You do what I tell you to do
You go where I tell you to go
No longer will you possess the ability to say NO
I will stretch you to you limit till you beg for relief
You will know grief because of me
I will work you so hard will not breathe
Whenever you try to leave I will yank you by your chain
At my feet you will remain
I will be the bane of your existence as you have been the scourge of mine
You imitation of the divine
You will rue the day you ever tried
To control ME!

©Chase

A Trini Love Poem

Found this online and had to share....


You are the essence in my mauby
De fish in my fishcakes
I love you love you dearly
You are the lard oil in my bakes.
You are the coconut in my sweetbread
De pigtail in my rice
Just like piece of curry goat head
I will love you till I dead.

You are the sardine in my gravy
The dumplin in my soup
I love you more than gambling
Yes I love you bad fuh true
Like fig leaf around my pastelle
I'll be always close to you
Sweet like sugar in your green tea
I'll do anything for you.

You are the sauce around my Cou Cou
Hot like sweetbread when it done
In my arms I love to hold you
Just like a glass ah rum
I will stick to you like dandruff
Like the corns upon your toes
Like the fat around your belly
I'll be everywhere you go.
Cause you are my black pudding
And I know I am your souse
When you call I will come running
Like when a boar cat see a mouse

Oh my pepper on my pork chop
Sweet like sorrel when it mix
When my hands caress your body
You feel just like a couple-six
You are sweeter than a snowcone
I will give you all I own
You are sweeter than a hambone
Soft and sweet like piece of pone
No one can take me from you
Not in this life or death 

My Trini girl I love you
It's just your mudda ah cant take.

Dear Future Husband

So a while ago Twitter had Dear Future Wife as one of their trending topics. I spent a fabolously hilarious night reading what men expected of or promised their mates to be. Dear future husband also proved to be diverting. I laughed my belly full and thought nothing of it until I was faced with writing a new songs that honestly I'm catching my ass trying to write and I decided to write to the future Mr Crystal Chase here's my list :-).

Dear Future Husband

I want to cook for you

I want to sing softly in your ear as you drift off to sleep  

I want to do the same for our children

I want to surprise you after a hard day of work  with nothing on

I want to argue with you about whose turn it is to do the dishes

I want to play fight with you

I want to cry in your arms and feel my tears run down your neck

I want my tongue to run down your neck

I want you to tune me out as I drone on incessantly about wedding plans

I want to get mad at you because you tuned me out

I want you to tease me and kiss me until I’m no longer mad

I want to play footsie with you at a crowded table

I want us to embarrass out teenage children trying to be “cool”

I want to laugh at you the first time you change a dirty diaper

I want you to carry me over the threshold

I want you to get jealous every time you see one of my exes

I want to get jealous every time I see one of yours

I want us to laugh at each other for being unnecessarily jealous

I want to blush at something you do thirty years from now

I want to build an empire with you

I want to build a house with you

I want to rub your shoulder when you pretend that something is not bothering you and tell you that everything will be ok

I want you to tell me that everything will be ok

I want to not believe you

I want to grudgingly have to admit that you were right

I want bathe with you

In a tub

Of champagne ;-p

I want you to get me drunk and have your wicked way with me

I want to force you to watch chick flicks that I know you’ll love but your male ego won’t allow you  to admit

I want you to force me to watch horrors and laugh at me when I hide my face in your chest

I want you to hold me head to your chest because you know I’m really that afraid

I want to fall asleep with my head on your chest listening to your heart beating

I want you to tickle me

I want you to shut me up with a kiss when I talk too much

I want to learn your sensitive spots

I want to teach you mine

I want to always keep you guessing

I want to get carpet burns with you

I want to send you to the store for a pack of Always ultra thins

I want you to be pissed you have to go

I want to travel the world with you

I want us to spend a lazy weekend too gross to even shower, just scratching, watching tv and eating ice cream

I want you to cop a feel behind our kid’s back

I want to dance with you

I want to sing with you

I want to sleep with every limb intertwined and wake up when our morning breath kills each other

I want to ask you if you think I look fat in this dress

I want to grow old with you

I want to FIND YOU.

©Chase 

From the Archives of my Soul- (Internal Tide)

So this is a poem I wrote about a year and 1/2 ago. A bit adult content, just a bit. I've been afraid to post  it because I don't want any  ":-O CRYSTAL!!!" responses but what the heck. Life is about ruffling a few feathers so... ENJOY! and let me know what you think  :-)

Internal Tide

Eyes, lips, hips and fingertips.

Whispers in ears, orgasmic tears,

Hiding your fears because lust wears the royal robes

Robes that are discarded although they should stay on

Discarded robes that spawn the dawn of new spawn

Robes that would be more glorious if they were worn

Out to dinner………

Father I am a sinner,

My endurance is wearing thinner as I gasp for breath

Dripping beads of sweat

I am wet……..

Because I drowned my self

And because I drowned myself

I am dead.

Hands, feet other things as they meet

They delete the from your mind

Any thought that is kind to the chaste

All the haste that you build for the taste of skin

Just to win the race

What a waste…..

Such a beautiful face

That makes my heart race over the mountain

Rushing towards the fountain

The blood in my head thumping

Like the clock on the wall counting, counting, counting

1…2….3….4…

I want more, I want more

And then I realize, that I do want more than just to settle the score

And although my desires are raw, they have one fatal flaw

They do not control me you see.

I am like a tree

Where I put down roots,

It’s there I’ll bear fruit

And to boot though you’re cute

You are still very much,

Just a youth.