Mental Graffiti

By C4 aka Chaos

Mental Graffiti, Poetry at it's best. In one book "Mental Graffiti" combines complex and simple poetry. Writer envisioned readers who are not tunnel vision. There are two sides of a coin; simple and abstract. Readers can choose to be more intense or completely open however has the ability to make the simple reading come across on numerous levels to appeal to readers of all levels. From relationships to religion, all aspect of life are touched within" Mental Graffiti". Giving poetry lovers a vary diverse fulfillment.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 27, 2010
• ISBN: 9781453583913

C4 aka Chaos

CHAOS aka C4” is the complete artist. Sex appeal, lyrically gifted, with street credibility CHAOS blows all competition out of the water. Not forgetting where he comes from, CHAOS is a mentor in his community in programs such as “Raising a Black Belt” and CRCT Math, Science and Fitness. Raising a Black Belt is a mentorship program geared towards high risk teens and CRC Math, Science and Fitness after school program is focus on grade school kids. CHAOS promotes healthy living through exercising and personal training clients under his company Iron Fitness. With a background in mix martial arts the discipline has keep him well grounded and help him abstaining from drugs usage. Already blowing up the charts, CHAOS has the #1 mix tape in Atlanta, Ga. and is popular in countries such as United Kingdom (UK), England, Germany and regions like the Caribbean. Show some love and support by listening to CHAOS and downloading all of your favorite tracks he put out through Iron Fist Records, LLC, on www.cdbaby.com/cd/chaosrap and see more of him by googling “CHAOS aka C4” www.myspace.com/chaosakac4, www.twitter.com/chaosakac4, www.youtube.com/malikg72, http://chaosakac4.blogspot.com/

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Copyright © 2010 by C4 aka CHAOS.

ISBN:   Softcover   978-1-4535-8390-6

ISBN:   Ebook   978-1-4535-8391-3

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Contents

Chapter 1 LOVE

1.   My Notebook, Our Notebook

2.   You’re my Lady

3.   Slow jams

4.   Sleepless one

5.   Day should be thanking you, They should be thanking you

6.   What’s my position

7.   I want to be your man

8.   My little Angels

9.   HmmWhat’s on her mind

10.   In the Name of LOVE

11.   Oh Lord, Help Me

12.   It cannot be me

13.   Does she believe in me, is she ashamed of me, where do I go

14.   I will beg

15.   Fallen

16.   Transient Relationships

17.   A bad man’s chance, a good man’s burden

18.   A Lady with a name

19.   Virginity

20.   I need protection

21.   I love you

22.   No compliments needed

23.   This Lady, Poison Ivy

24.   Misconception

25.   Happy Mother’s Day

26.   Happy Mother’s Day Everyday

27.   50/ Fifty

28.   Woman

29.   First Encounters

30.   She says

31.   No words are needed

32.   A Touch

33.   In our future

34.   Do you think

35.   Crispy

36.   If I’ve never meet her

Chapter 2 Spiritual Relations

37.   I need Relations

38.   I want to go home

39.   Lord, call on this soldier

40.   A lonely soldier’s Prayer

41.   It is going to be alright

Chapter 3 Adversities

42.   Is it a sin

43.   My Brother’s keeper

44.   Part 2 My Brother’s Keeper

45.   Part 3 My Brother’s Keeper

46.   Daddy’s maybe

47.   Internal Bleeding

48.   My Talents

49.   A mother’s passing

50.   The sky is falling

51.   That’s me

Chapter 4 Political

52.   The Speech

53.   The Norm

54.   Guess Poet

• Asia Nicole Marie Jackson

arrow-bullet.jpg    Stop hurting us

arrow-bullet.jpg    Brother from another mother

Thank Yous and Dedications

55.   Credits

56.   Mental Graffiti Outline

57.   Photo and about author

58.   C4 Quotes

59.   Daughter of a Field Negro Poster

Chapter 1 LOVE

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 My Notebook, Our Notebook

I would say I will give you my last’ but sometimes that’s just-not-good-enough, living in a world where enough, just ain’t good enough;

You’re not materialistic so you embrace me—for myself; I receive your personality showering you with my love, as my wealth;

You’re like a breath of fresh air, anything less I couldn’t conceive, and since I don’t settle, living without you, Baby, I just couldn’t . . . I couldn’t . . .

I couldn’t breathe, each day I’m in this NOTEBOOK as your Noah and you’re my Allison but I’m a call you Ally because that’s just what we . . . do;

It’s inedible as I’m Meant for you, there’s no one, there is no one, there is only two; and that two is congruent, so it consolidate:

So as our souls mates on your lunch breaks while we conversate; you tell me sweetie stop staring its rude, Sweetie, stop staring, it’s rude, Consumed in my thoughts I find myself touching—you,

And at that very moment, at that very moment, at-that-very-moment, I realize, I’m . . . fuck-ing you; . . . Mentally, and I’m already whipped, can you be whipped from that shit, mentally . . . fucking;

You’re more addicting than crack, baby I will give you my shirt off my . . . You’re more addicting than crack, baby I will give you my shirt off my back, say baby, I’m not just saying that; And although I don’t do public humiliations Bonita (beautiful) for you I’ll be a fool . . . for you;

Still stuck in this NOTEBOOK, as we slip back into reality, step back into the concept of time, realizing that you’re almost out of it . . . time . . . for work;

One minute I’m watching my soul-mate with my soul mate, and the next minute I’m watching Baby rush away . . . from her lunch break, hoping she’s not late;

And I feel like I’m . . . losing you . . . to Alzheimer, Because I know you’re in my heart, I know that I’m your man, I know you got my back and for you I will break—any niggaz back; Just the thought-of-you drives me crazy, you’re my baby,

What more can I say, I would say I love you but you already know that, Fuck that I can’t hold back and I will give my whole life just to show that . . . I love you, I really do;

I love you, and I promise to be your Best Man,

So I’m asking you, will you, be my: Will you be My Best Friend;

 . . . In our NOTEBOOK

 You’re My Lady . . .

You’re My Lady as we walk, holding hands in the park, rubbing up in the dark, making fireworks spark . . . so smart;

Making your man feel oh so secure, that’s why I know that you’re bout-it bout-it, your love I want ever doubt it;

During the times that I am sick, you are there to wipe away my fever, and when we make Love, LORD knows you gives me seizures;

Being in your arms is like cloud 9 although you don’t mind I must say baby girl you are so, fine my way to your heart because what I say is so deep, as for the many nights I stayed awake . . . I was watching you sleep;

To my precious LORD I pray, to my dying day, we will never cross that thin line from LOVE to hate;

Fakes be trying to keep us down, but we’re two lovers bound; My Lady and I not be together, now how do that sound;

You’re My Lady as we walk, holding hands in the park, stronger than that boo bonnet chronic, this LOVE I know you want it in the morning, in the night time, just as strong in the midday: I no longer have a shady lady now that My Lady has come my way;

That is why You’re My Lady you will be there for me, through the hard times on your shoulders you will carry me, this LOVE has got me on bending knees asking My Lady