BCCP Volunteers for New York Cares Day!
BCCP in front of the mural after a hard days work. Thanks to Alhati Jalloh, Angela Weeks, Freddie, Alex Frederick, Jeannegeilia Mathelier, Katia Wellar, Minerva Dickson, Fawaz Aderiga, Lawrencia Obeng, Pierre Guthrie, Porshe, Hoppin, Omar Thomas, Dijon Williams, Shanique Young, Donovan Sneed, Vitch Kashis, Melissa Camacho, Irina Kashis, Adam Vega, Oasa, Nona Aquin, Maya Seuss, Nadine, Jessica and Kenisha Williams for contributing to make New York a more colorful place.
Hate Me
Why do you hate me? Is it the
style of my hair or the happiness
I have? Take a stab at me
why don’t you, but remember when
I bleed: bleed red the same
color as you do. Why hate me
we are the same on the inside.
—Dillon Sylvester
Apples
Apples they red and green
with a seed between
People come to the big apple
to pursue their dream
But it seems to me that an
apple represents more than
just a fruit, it’s a natural monument
We don’t care where
the apple comes from because the
truth remains whether China,
or Brazil, it all tastes the same
So, in the end it depends when the season comes but it’s just an apple
I don’t care where it’s from.
-Khamar Douglas
“Far From Transparent”
My skin, my eyes and my girlfriend’s thighs
Why is it a problem to you, whom claim to be wise
Why do you hate me, is it the style of my hair
Take a stab at me every time you stop and stare.
But remember when I bleed my blood is red too
I’ve found the true meaning of my creed
So should you. The media has brainwashed my young brothers
As Tupac said give us guns step back and watch us kill each other.
I do not support America with their civil genocide
Working their way around their own laws, to cover up their own lies
Please support me in my fight ,try and not do what’s right
They think you might prove them wrong and lets do what’s right
In The Ghetto
It’s been hard in the ghetto
Sunny days in the rain
Between the few seconds of joy and long hours of pain
I seen a homeless man on the train
And he asked me for coins
But he really need change
Now does that make cents?
I quickly look down in my pockets
To try to find where my dollars went
I couldn’t provide him dollars instead
I provided words, I told him hold his head
Its alright.
- Khamar Douglas
Fightback.com
Our PSA, fightback.com got into the Youth Section of the Tribeca Film Festival WOOO HOOOO!!!!!!
The Melancholy of Randolph Kelvin Nurse
Pride
I realized who I am
I found out what I am
Black.
I will always be branded as black, always be judged by these idiotic yet somewhat true stereotypes.
I don’t care anymore though.
I’ve reached beyond the visible light spectrum.
I’ve learned all i need to
And achieved all i wished to.
I won’t waste my time with those who See things in black and white.
I’ll worry about the people who see the different shades of color i hold
Judged because I’m born with a darker hue
Judged because i have a different part of view
Judged because I wear my hat sideways
Judged based on the the black stereotypes placed nowadays
It’s sad how you can say such asinine words
Calling me a nigger knowing it hurts
Thrown into abysses by hubristic minds
Judged by the community and left to roam around the confides
Of society
Not just by the whites but by a variety
Of faces
Who misplace their hatred
Moonblind
This girl in my eye
Is fading from my sight
Behind the blinds she hides
Behind my lies she cries
But I as a man never lie
Especially to this girl
Who took my heart
And crushed it
Killing me from the inside
She hides behind her own lies
Unable to find her
I squirm inside
Behind her
Headbanger
I stretch my hands but I cant reach you
I scream your name but you don’t hear me
Your face burns through my eyes
Your voice cuts through my ears.
These thoughts of you are tearing my brain
Dreams of you are haunting my sleep
Slowly turning hostile by your name
Loosely turning quietly insane
The memories of us make me scream
Shout
Cry and
Laugh.
And in these times I wish they were never here
But They will never escape my mind
Because you mean too much to me
But I guess its not the same for you
Because when I walk with your heart in my hand
You don’t seem to skip a beat.
Randolph Kelvin Nurse
FDNY High School
Poems from Project PEACE
LOVE
Love is crazy.
It is Joy,
It has its ups and downs
And its crash landings.
I love thee
And the loves me.
I don’t know
If I can have anyone else.
But at the end of the day
You love me and I love you too, boo!
Dorian Mercer
FDNY High School
THE KEY
I shall not let you kill her.
She is the future of this world.
She is the hope we hold on to.
Because when I look into her eyes, she makes me want to cry.
She makes my dreams come alive.
She gives me the wings to soar high, my hopes reach the sky.
She frees my mind.
She makes me look beyond what I see.
She makes me dream.
She makes me look beyond the streets I walk on with trash and weeds,
and the blood on the wall that makes me skin crawl.
I would go on my knees just so I don’t see this wonderful woman bleed.
Please, oh please just kill me.
Because without her I’m insignificant.
My life has no meaning without her.
I’ll go blind again.
My dreams and hopes will go back into the darkness like before.
All the doors that she helped me open will close again.
And without her,
I have lost the key.
Charles Williams
FDNY High School
RENEWAL
Him who is you
A person I call disgrace.
No pride
You shame me
My desire to be yours
You used me
Sex was your priority
You were careless with all of our unfaithful memories
and didn’t give two shits
of smashing it into pieces.
Guess what
It was dust
Of it’s remains
I’ll say its
Your burned up bitch.
But I forgive y’all
My heart was that perfect glass
You know you broke it.
But hunnie
Someone renewed it
Ha!
Shedall Ventour
FDNY High School
CHANGED MY MIND
I told you how I feel but you just didn’t feel the same.
I told you how much I loved you,
All you could do is laugh in my face.
When I showed you how much I cared,
All you did was push me away.
Never gave me the time of day.
Never wanted me around.
All you did was treat me like I didn’t exist.
But now I’m all over you,
Your coming back this way.
But now I’m not the one.
You had your chance to be with me.
You hate when other people talk to me and get mad,
But its just a little too late.
I changed my mind!
Janell Ruiz
FDNY High School