For Those Who Aren’t Remembered…

During the World War of Western powers, Native Americans were enlisted to create codes. The use of these codes and the brave men on the battlefield, allowed the United States to attack and take siege of an airstrip. The airstrip was on a small island called Iwo Jima. The United States would use this airstrip Read the full article…

That “Nigga” Gene…

Interesting enough is the particular identification with the “ghetto”, or “hood”. This internalizing of poverty as an expression of “survivor”, you know(won’t go away without effort, I swear)? There is this sense of achievement of just saying you lived in a particular neighborhood, even if the person is still living there. Many have this need Read the full article…

Poem Number Jay

Let me explain to you playboi where you scared to go I’m a title holder Don’t misthink the steps I was on the steps thought I could out think the pain so when it sucked me in I couldn’t help but start thinking again I’m thinking again and letting all my influences speak like remember Read the full article…

The Kat Stacks thing…

That’s what hot in the streets huh? Niggas slapping women for other niggas huh? Is them cats even on the payroll? I can’t condone that shit. Really doe. Yeah…alright….I was a muthacking knucklehead for most of my life. Did a lot shit I’ll take to the grave, and even the shit I reveal ain’t kosher. Read the full article…

Have YOU Ever Watched Pimps?

I watched pimps. Have you ever watched pimps? I watched pimps masquerade as black nationalists. I watched pimps tell other pimps they couldn’t call them a nigga. I watched pimps who wasn’t no nigga act like niggas. I watched all types of pimps. I watched a pimp who was a Yoruba priestess mack! I watched Read the full article…

Ain’t I Black?

I don’t know. I have really grown in so many different directions over the past few years.(Looking at my stomach, seems like in more ways than one. Better start hitting that gym, again.) But jokes aside, I’ve noticed a certain slant in my thinking these days that I’ve called others “sell out” and “elitist” for Read the full article…

Poem Number X

I’ve cried more nights than noah’s flood I even swing fists in my sleep, and sometimes I draw blood I don’t ask for your sympathy you are masked by your envy in a world where hard work don’t mean money unless you talking cooked gs that’s grams that’s cocaine that’s your president I don’t care Read the full article…

What the Fuck Are We Doing?

What the fuck are we doing as adults? The fuck? What the fuck does it mean to be successful in this place? Just fucking bloodshed everywhere. Just no damn sense of remorse, regret, we point the damn finger at everybody. Just don’t damn fucking care. We step over people in the street on the way Read the full article…

Unthinkable, Boondocks And More About Black Bucks…

“The male stereotypes were Toms, Coons, and Bucks. We are all familiar with Uncle Tom. He is devoted to whites, religious, hard working, loyal, trustworthy, patient, and restrained. The Coon is happy-go-lucky, a clown, a buffon, a child, clever and witty but unable to perform the most simple task without guidance. He’s a trickster, cunning Read the full article…

Aiyana Jones, Unforgotten

As the world slowly becomes aware of the tragedy that occured when a quasi-military style apporach used by Detriot special units to capture a suspect of murder ended up in a murder, we here at the Asylum would like to reflect on Aiyana. Today mourners viewed the young angel’s body. Statements have been made regarding Read the full article…