NOVEMBER 14, 2025 POETRY Better Days MARQUETTA "Q" CLEMENTS Groundcover contributor I search for peace but surrounded by pain I lost my dawg to the streets I know these mamas ain’t sane Suppose to be our brothers’ keepers; why let the cycle sustain? What beef is worth our life? What beef is worth our time? Why leave the kids behind? Am I scary or am I tired? New music ain’t inspiring? F*** drugs and gun violence It’s time to stand up, let’s fight They killing us genocide We killing us suicide Right now, it’s do or die Right now, let’s get it right We gotta survive They trap us in cages called the ghetto They tell us it’s no place to go; we gotta sell dope They poisoned our music Would they let us make a song about killing a white man but black on black crimes let’s make it hit Dave Chappelle couldn’t say honky or faggot But let’s say the word nigger now everyone’s laughing Government assistance and liquor stores, it’s long-lasting Don’t put it on the news They turn a blind eye They hate us and still cry ALL LIVES MATTER Explaining to our babies why they hate us The fear on their face should raise our anger It’s time to escape these gates because regardless of the location we aren’t safe Let’s bring back Black Wall Street, let’s get elevated If they try to tear us down, it’s gon escalate Cause ill be damned to go out like the Native American race It’s like I want peace, but hate peace until our youth’s mind is saved You need more than Quit plays and fame You need more than talents use the use of your brain Come on; let’s pave these roads for the better days… The better days Another birthday LA SHAWN COURTWRIGHT Groundcover vendor No. 56 Another birthday on the horizon My life I'm thankful for Even though there are joys and struggles I'm still alive Only with the faith I deeply believe and live by As amazing as it is It is not surprising! The treasured day of November 26th The day that I arrived here On this earth of many hemispheres I choose to grow older gracefully As I experience wisdom from my life's knowledge Not the kind you learn at any college I just wanna take this opportunity to say And wish myself a very happy birthday NowYourRole STEVEN Groundcover vendor No. 668 Sometimes standing too fast, Sometimes heads swoon On the heels of effort. Sometimes falling Beyond ourselves. Bloody intent Pooling to our feet. Unfiled in our brains’ Libraries’ shelves. The Dream, Could have been the Great American Novel? The girl’s Number you didn’t get. Slow your roll, Take notes, Find your fidget. Regain control, semblance thereof Then, Then Get them Girls’ digits. Dark TERESA BASHAM Groundcover vendor No. 571 You’re ominous & dangerous, I’m fallin in, We light a smoke, A shred of hope, Don’t break this lil heart, This izz a mystery, Will it be thee death of me, What can I do, I’m alwayz takin that risk, I just can’t resist, I alwayz bite my lipz, I feel thee heat, You’re my only desire, What can I do, To be close to you, I feel the rush in my bones, When we are alwayz alone, When you pull me in close, I’m alwayz losing control, My heartz alwayz on fire, I fell so deep, You pull me into thee dark. GROUNDCOVER NEWS 13
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