The Looking Glass

I wanted to share a poem with the Collective massive which was written when I lived in the suburbs of Detroit. It seemed like my life was shrouded with solitude because I was trying to better myself and unfortunately that path can sometimes be lonely. I was confident that I was doing the right thing for myself personally though and that kept me moving forward. This is for those who sometimes have to observe more than they participate before the game welcomes them.


Have you ever seen a man blow glass.
Surpassed 10:00, sunset four hours past
Put down your pen leave the office satisfied with yourself
Barkeep! Fill a frosted glass
Have you ever been to a syrup factory
Found out how they cracked wheat
Cured the leather on you new car seat
Alchemize the mixture for you athletes feet
Is it boring to you?
You 13%, expand your mind, or are you content
N----S—What do you do?
Are you above it
Make it and you will not covet
Craft it, grow it. I’ll bet you’ll love it
N----S—What do you do?
What am I asking? You didn’t do you homework in Jr. High
You could write the alphabet faster than anyone in 1st grade
By 12th your ready to die
Cheat in community college for 4 years
Aced rollin up lie
At least philosophize over a blunt and master your high
But what happens
You discover knowledge of self
In the suburbs aint no n----s wit you on Borders book shelf
So you digress
Ignorance is fun and your old n----s aint oppressed
Cop a cool ass chic wit some sass and a whole lotta ass
You down
Two $9.50 an hours gets an apt on the city’s ave
N----s in the mass
What’s that in the alley
Oh
I guess I have seen a man blow glass