Where Have You Been?

This may come off as poetic and perhaps not.

It's been a moment since my last visit

feeling compelled to post something.

Sometimes it's good to give it a rest,

surely our lives are filled not just with writing.

Where would our experiences come from?

In the meantime I've rediscovered commitment.

And most importantly a renewed vigor to give

Whatever I can to improve the life of others.

Yes we cannot prove this otherwise.

"There is more happiness in giving than there is in receiving."

"The Dream Killers"

acheived the honor roll
windows now as clear
as the new day dawning.
His path is lit
with bright hopes.
Hopes now dashed
in an instant.
Two by fours fist and feet
repeatedly make impact
on his once promising head.
You guessed it
another child in Chicago
laying senselessly dead.

Those Weren't The Days!

Remember the year 1865 when Blacks finally came alive

when the Civil war ended so others could survive

to see a new day though still far away from the final destination.


Remember 1873 when the Winchester, Springfield, and Colt set people free

The year the first great recession was teaching everyone a lesson

about why we aren’t really free as long as currency rules the day.


Remember 1914 and World War I and every nation grabbed a gun

When wives lost husbands and only a World War Later she loses a son

now she’s the only one wondering where has all the peace gone.


Remember 1965 when a fast mustang and we shall overcome was sang

when a baby was born named Rodney King whose debut in Hollywood

came at a time when we first heard the name. And we thought we'd seen it all.


Remember 1975 when Vietnam and napalm went hand in hand

when hippies and soul brothers stopped slapping five and giving dap

when drugs fell into corporate laps and did a reverse hierarchy.


Remember 2001 and 9 11 when people everywhere stood numb.

Started pointing fingers at strangers saying I’m gonna

get you son and the world was changed forever.


Remember today when you gained a friend named Divya

From India and Leslie from Ghana

while Dyhan from Iran and Bomi from Africa opened thier hearts

to Leah from Spain

and no one remembers the hatred of yesterday.

First things First

My first crush was

akin to admiring the sun as it rose at day break

My first touch was

as soft as pink petals falling gently on the hillside

My first kiss felt like

purple orchids exploding in bloom

My first romance became

captured still pictures flickering on taste buds

My lastest romance is

always like the first

Sleeper Awake!

One of only two perfect men, only one got it right.

Now leading millions into his father's glorious light.

The path is brilliantly lit getting brighter day by day.

While darkness covers billions who truth gainsay.


Mighty in power sitting on his throne.

One hundred and forty-four thousand says he's not alone.

His beaming eyes yes his own beaming eyes does see,

what's in the hearts of you and me.


Man is diligently making plans to save man.

Trying to achieve what no man has,what no man can.

The perfect one has come to get this done.

It's as certain as the rising sun.


The sun now shines on the path we survivors must take.

When darkness comes it will then be too late.

Can you see the sun setting times are a changing.

Earth's scene under going a rearranging.


Mighty in power as he sits on his glorious throne.

All traces of his enemies soon to be gone.

Sword in his right hand riding to the Great War.

They'll run from his awesome power yet not get far.


The path is bright and it's getting lighter day by day.

Darkness now fills the earth upon who truth gainsay.

The outcome is certain except for who the millions be.

Hearts still determine who yet will be free.

A Perfect Place

I lay in a perfect place

all cuddled up inside you with head resting

on your heart

a constant soothing beat sedates me

and I fall peacefully asleep

staying there for all eternity

at the present seems quite possible

after all I lay in a perfect place

The Highest Compliment

As I walked the path of beauty serene

I thanked the creator for what I'd seen

I thanked him for his awesome power love and tenderness

Approval came by way of a black tailed bird with yellow across his chest

Africa

Celestial lights shine brightly there

A child reaches out to touch the stars

This child could not prevent the raping of a continent

filling it’s natural landscape with urbanization

proud of his ancestors for preserving his home

he plays there unencumbered by steel and concrete

FACEBOOK

You have found a new friend

One in whom you can depend. A friend

that’s good to you. A friend

that’s tried and true. A friend

that’s true blue. A friend

through and through.

can your friend be my friend too?

Yasmin

The Underground Railroad

On average every month someone commits suicide jumping in front of the Chicago EL train yet it doesn't make the news. There is a point where the train travels under ground and for some reason this section of track is chosen for the jumping off point. The Underground Railroad is dedicated to them.



Harriet Tubman would not be proud to see this railroad underground.

This time escaping bodies are being found.

They made it past slavery to man but not to a system.

Stories never told nobody misses them.

The senses are overwhelmed by the putrid smell.

When life ends it's a self execution.

But certainly not retribution.

The monthly quota is adding up.

For a people who feel they don't amount to much.

The underground railroad goes clikety clack.

The underground railroad goes clikety clack clikety clack.

CLUMP! CLUMP!

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RX

Awakened this morning to a rush of clear fresh air
The mood was a heightened freedom from care
Just checking the weather a simple task, not much to ask
Instead I was bombarded with a medical revolution
For every imagined ache there was a point on solution
The symptoms they gave hmm that could be me
Unbelievable a medical evaluation right here on TV
Changing the channel, didn't want to accept my fate
yet here another diagnosis, quick turn before it's too late
How could I be so sickly, weakened, and feeble
Only yesterday I was running with the wind in my sails
In just 24 hours I'm feeling old and frail?
Surely they can't be serious about the side effects
Not a gamble I'm willing to take on that you can bet
Awakened this morning to a rush of clear fresh air
advertising to the world I'm Laissez-faire
Caveot emptor let the buyer beware

Who Really Cares?

sweep it under a rug
rivers rising
congregate veiled faces
oceans warming
soften all fears with promises broken
ice caps melting
delay the day of reckoning
temperatures rising
bubbling
boiling
exploding

What Price Glory

Men and women seeking fame, ideas and ideals in tow.
Promises made to remain the same no matter where you go.
If only you knew the power behind the appeal for your soul.
Men and women seeking fame carrying only your talent and name.
Promises made to remain the same.

Subtlety against sobriety, subtlety against sobriety.
If only you knew the power behind the appeal for your soul.
Confidence without defense you're slowly losing your goal.

Talent elevates
Everyone congratulates
Ideals start to abate.

Subtlety against sobriety
excuses you would never use
excuses you now abuse.

Men and women seeking fame ideas and ideals in tow.
We're pulling for you, if only you knew the power
behind the appeal for your soul.

Stacey She is a Queen

Stacey she is a Queen

She makes the scenery pleasant to the eye

young talented and beautiful, heads turning as she walks by

The Queen is in her royal court, somewhere in the UK I believe

She likes to laugh at my corny jokes guess that makes me her court jester

I'd prefer to laugh with her but out of my league I dare not test her

No she is better suited for a King also young talented and handsome

One will come along if he has any sense and parade her down piccadilly circus

She will smile her pretty smile and not look back on the jester she once knew

Questions?????

Does a soul brother have sole rights to being a soul man?

Intuitively speaking why is it only a woman's intuition?

In whose mind is it only in your mind?

Is it possible to have a national humble day?

Why does all's well have to end?

Why pity the man lying in a coma when you only use five percent of your brain?

feel free to post your questions

THE PRESSURE COOKER

He killed several people in a haze of bullets, what was his reason, the note doesn’t say.

Miles away she shot two classmates on the very same day.

Another campus shooter takes out a crowd in a shooting spree.

Just moments earlier all in class were expressing glee.

Strangers far away from the scene

putting thoughts together what does it all mean?

Not directly effected they are merely an onlooker,

stressing just the same in this pressure cooker.

Tornado devastation in the Midwest someone’s turning up the heat.

Daytime television dials up a degree old crime stories displaying bloody bed sheets.

National news headline stories from your own neighborhood faces you recognize.

The pressure cooker is closing in on our personal lives.

Put a frog in a boiling pot and he’ll jump right out,

but slowly turn up the heat and hear the whistle blow as steam releases from the spout.

Freedom

Free tonight, I’m going to be free tonight from my fathers growl my mothers scowl.
I feel it coming on the wind blowing softly yet powerfully against my cheek
it’s taking away the weak.
Getting away from destiny’s child I’m moving on with a wild crowd
I know it makes little sense leaving a warm sweater in the corner holding memories
out in the wind with ones I hardly know, but they are free and I am free
gaining power by the moon’s beam the stars gleam it’s a clear night and everything
feels right.

Smooth
Smooth motion
Smooth slow motion
Smooth slow gliding motion
Reverse backwards
Reverse smooth
Flying