Poetry Corner: Satisfaction

I hear the applause they say my poems sound like an activist speech,

Everything sounds like it could be on a Kendrick, Cole, Nas, Wale, Kanye, or Drake album.

The pen and paper is my pool pit I speak poetic so let me preach,

I just intended to state my peace but now state side recognition is my outcome.

My name could be Nat, Martin, Malcolm, and still you 21st century niggas would be hard to teach,

All this White Wash and self hate is where your doubt is from.

Like Trump my words or actions you know but won’t impeach,

Your gratification listen clear I want none.