Rap and analysis

Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]
Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
[Repeat]

[2]
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is

[Bridge]

[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

[3]
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp smack you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
& I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some punk that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

[Bridge 'til fade:]
Some things will never change

Introduction

I chose these three published works of mine because i think that these are my best piece of work. I worked very hard on them these were all of my original poems. "The Tornado" is a ballad of a tornado that struck a town and killed many people. "The sunset" poem is a aubade at lovers at dawn.The "New york" poem is a allusion to the state New york. These in my opinion are my best works i think i have done all year. I hope you like them.

NEW YORK

For a city like this time flys
Morning next thing night
The time goes by
For it is the big apple

The streets filled with people
Everywhere you go
Spanish, white, black, asain
Millions of people wandering around

Twin towers crashed and burned
Thousand died
many learned
To live your life till the end

New years in time square full of lights
central park is very green
yankees,mets are baseball teams
For a city that never sleeps many things go on.

Aubade

You are all I need
In the sun you are beautiful
As Amber flowers in spring
your eyes glisten in mine

What a fool of me to wonder
What we could become
As the sunset approches
My tribute to you is done


By. Timothy Berrocal

The tornado

The tornado came and it hit
down south on Saturday
The only thing the done was sit
Hope they have a better day

The tornado blown, destroyed a home
almost one mile wide
left the house without a nome
Ten people died

The tornado struck 13 counties
Trapping people inside
Eating only chocolate brownies
They were left to die

The three kids had no chance
To live on with there lives
the tornado blew away the fence
They covered there ears and eyes

Power lines down, highways blocked
This storm caused damage
the tornado was mocked
in the end the storm has stopped


By: Timothy Berrocalp2 p {text-indent: 25px;}

How the world was made

Before anything was made there was a world of the gods. It was enormous; it was all white and the floor was clouds. Each god would be about 20 feet tall or more. The town was named by the creator of all the gods, Zeus. In the town of Zeus there was a king named Rex and a queen named Medusa. They lived in the middle of the town. Their castle was enormous; it was the size of the U.S and it was all gold and platinum. But the poor people lived on the far east side of the castle miles and miles away from the castle.

In the forest of Zeus there lived an evil witch named Jasmine. She was known as the town's weirdo. She had a house that was made of sticks and the bones of the dinosaur Seractpolisis. Her house was the third biggest hut in the whole town and everyone was scared of her. She lived in the highest mountain Mt. Six, in a house that was black and had bats around it. She would never leave to go get food, so some people wondered how she would eat. Some people thought she was a monster or a vampire or some mystical creature.

There was a boy named Tax who was very curious of what was up the mountain. He was about 3000 years old but looked as if he was a teenager. So one day Tax was so curious he started to climb the mountain and it took him about three days to reach the top. When he reached the door of the castle he knocked three times and he could hear the echo and it looked as if no one was there. When he was about to leave, the door opened slightly. He went inside and it was pitch black so he turned on the light. He entered and he was amazed at how big the house was and how beautiful it was inside. It had glass chandeliers, rugs, a piano and many elegant things. He walked further and he said, "is anyone home?" but no one answered back. He walked upstairs to the attic and he saw a woman with long black hair, long nails and a black long dress. She was beautiful and she did not look evil at all.

While Tax and Jasmine the "evil witch" was sitting on the couch Tax's asked her why everyone thought she was evil. So she started to tell her story of her ancestors. A long time ago when the god worls was just created her great great great grandfather was the servant for the king and queen they treated him like trash they would make him scrub the floors, clean ,and cook. One day the king was at a chariot race and while the servant was giving the king a foot rub and and king his nails by accident the servant cut a piece of his toe off. The king screamed in pain and was furious so he pushed him on the floor and started to whip him with the whip. The servant was so embarrassed that in the middle of night the servant made a poison and in the morning when it was breakfast the servant slipped it into his orange juice and once the king took a sip he died. The servant would have gotten away with it but he left his finger print on it. So they sentenced the servant to the death penalty and the hanged him in front of the whole town. But what they town didn't know was that the servant was having a relationship with the maid. When the towns people found out who's baby it was they made a law any relation with the servant were to be banished from the kingdom and to never come near the castle.

So that was the story of Jasmine and so she was related to the servant and she was never able to get out of her house she lived off of bats and spiders she drank blood and guts. but she was no monster she loved everyone and everything. Tax's stayed there for over a week so tax's mother was going crazy so she went to the castle and told the king that Jasmine the evil witch had her son captive. So the king got the army and the went to the house. when the reached the top the king tried to brake down the door so Jasmine had no other choice but to destroy the worl due to her anger and her hatred of everyone in the kingdom she went to her kitchen and made a bomb potion. when she made it she put the juice in a bag and she threw it out her window and she threw it at the floor and the whole kingdom exploded and the bits and pieces of there kingdom made the world. Thats how the world was made.

Self-portrait by robert Creeley

He wants to be
a brutal old man,
an aggressive old man,
as dull, as brutal
as the emptiness around him,


He doesn’t want compromise,
nor to be ever nice
to anyone. Just mean,
and final in his brutal,
his total, rejection of it all.


He tried the sweet,
the gentle, the “oh,
let’s hold hands together”
and it was awful,
dull, brutally inconsequential.


Now he’ll stand on
his own dwindling legs.
His arms, his skin,
shrink daily. And
he loves, but hates equally.