Tuesday, July 14, 2020

Karen my your own business

Karen exactly who the hell do you think you are?

You don't own the street.

I'm going to need you to stop.

Karen noone appointed you captain of the block.

I'm going to need you to stop.

Karen you don't get paid to enforce the park rules.

Karen I do not have to answer to you.

I'm going to need you to stop.

Karen stop violating my personal space.

Karen get out of my damn face.

I going to need you to stop.

Yes, Karen this my car.

Yes ,Karen I live here.

No, I will not show you my ID.

Fall back with all that.

I'm gonna need you to stop.

Karen I need to learn this bastardized language to prove I belong here.

I was here first so there is no going back.

I'm going to need you to stop.

Karen I have witnesses and my phone out I don't you to tell me your calling the cops.

I'm gonna need you to stop.

Karen if you haven't notied no one else cares.


Karen stop making a scene.

Karen just stop.

Karen are you quite finished?

Karen I'm going to give you the best piece of advice you ever had in life.

Karen just mind your own damn business.

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Emotional chess

There is alot of information to proces and digest.

A whole lot is going on right now.

Through all this one I must remain strong.

Think strategically before you react.

One mustn't fall for ploys.

One mustn't fall for traps.

Don't get baited into arguing with a fool.

Take ten breaths.

Try not loose your cool.

Put your yourself in a good situation.

Plot ten moves ahead.

Think about how sad your family will be if you were to die from moving irrationally.

Don't allow yourself to become a casualty from situation that could have been avoided.

Don't let your rage comsume you.

Do not allow your emotions to run the show.

The stakes are high.

This game is rigged.

It was set up from the get up.

Despite these seemingly impossible odds it is still possible to win this day.

You'll never be beaten if you make the choice not to play.

It's easier than it sounds.

It is a simple thing to do.

Control your emotions or your emotions will control you.





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Sunday, June 7, 2020

Play your part

We all have a gift.

We all have a talent.

We all have special skills that sets us apart.

In times of peril the world demands we use them to play our part.

We all  can help our fellow man in this great time of civil unrest.

We all can do something productive to ease this tension and relieve this stress.

So lets  go out and bring forth all your donations and contributions.

March forward for justice and unite as one to provide solutions.

So builders build.

Muscians compose.

Activist  get active.

Cooks nourish the troops.

Singers croon the tune of freedom

Comedians humor us and uplift our spirits.

Artist immortalize this moment for future generations to see.

Musicans let your your instrument's melody rejuvenate the souls of the  spiritually dead.

Rappers spit that spit. Tap in and reach out.

Religious figures steady your flock for choppy waters ahead.

Poets speak or write the doctrine for healing of the broken.

Leaders lead. Take control of the helm on organize the troops.

Hustlers acquire the funds spread it liberally to fund the cause.

Fighters protect and defend to bitter end.

Resesrchers fact-check media devils. Prevent the spread of misinformation.

Keyboard warriors your needed too. Spread awareness on your platforms so everyone will know where to go and what to do.

Lets stay stay focucused

Lets move as one and not get side tracked or divided.

We all must protestest....weather aggressive or non-violent.

One thing we can no longer do is stay silent.


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Tuesday, June 2, 2020

We're tired!

When you love someone you tell them the truth.

You tell them the truth no matter how bad it hurts.

You tell them truth because if you don't the situation will only get worse.

America I love you but here's  the deal.

I have to let you know exactly how my people feel.

My people are tired.

Facts!

This isn't "just" about  justice for brother Ahmaud  and brother George.

This is about decades of neglect and having "our" problems ignored.

We're tired.

We're tired of getting followed around the store.

We're tired of being over worked and under paid.

We're tired of being your  medical lab rats that you  conduct experiments on and run around "your" social maze.

We're tired of being told to turn down "our" music.

We're  tired of being told how to dress.

We're tired of having to settle for second best.

We're tired  of being told that slavery, jim crow, regonomics, and  the bushes all happend in the past and to just get over it.

We're  tired of having to console our children after you tell them their not good enough by calling them "that" name.[ n@g#!er]

We're  tired of narrative always being spinned, as if it's our "own" fault for being declared dead on breaking news at 10.


We're tired of  mass incarceration and you passing new laws specifically targeted at "us" just so you can fill your jails.

We're  tired  tired of being told if you hate it here so much then go back.

We're tired of hearing how your immigrant ancestors didn't speak a word of english but found a way to make the American dream work for them.

We're  tired of  having to give our young males a tutorial on how to survive a routine traffic stop when they come of age.

We're tired  of "your" women clutching their purses and covering their cleavage when our males ride the elevator with them.

We're tired of your system splitting up our homes.

We're  tired of red lining.

We're  tired of chem trails.

We're  tired of the judicial branch moving like snails. ( when it comes to delivering  justice  for  us)

We tired of the fashion industry telling our women thier features  are not pretty enough.

We're tired of your news painting a picture of "our"people in a negative light.

We're tired of having to be athletic, perform, or entertain you "just" to make you treat us right.

We're  tired of Becky and Karen  falsely calling the executioners on us and not getting cited of fined for doing so.

We're  tired!

We're tired!

We're  tired!

WE'RE TIRED......DAMNIT!

America we didn't mean to hurt your feelings but I had to let you know.

Now kindly remove your knee from our necks.

Get your feet off our backs.

Remove your vice grips off our wallets.

Kindly stop pumping your poisons into our bodies and minds

One last thing you'll  listen if you trully care. 

 Pull your nose out of our affairs.

We love but Lord knows we're  tired of you.


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Thursday, April 16, 2020

Owning it

I  call my power back.
I banish all feelings of helplessness.
I silence confusion.
I'm taking back my confidence.
I'm putting it back in gear.
I'm unsticking myself.
I'm done licking my wounds.
I'm taking action.
I'm making strides.
I got knocked for loop.
I'm strapped in now.
I'm ready to ride.

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Monday, April 6, 2020

Quarintine challenge

That Cor-ona Viruss!
That Rona.

It has us all shook.


Thousands infected.


Thousands suffering. 


Thousands dead.


Now were all isolated  in seclusion.


We're  all being fed false information that's propagated with illusions. 


We've entered a 

 of face masks and sanatizers.

We do everything  within our power to slow the spread of this virus

We give so much attention to "it" we ignore the dis-esse that's been growing inside of us years.
fuelling our insecurities and stoking our fears.

Now we come up with all. these challenges to pass the time.

Concious yet still slumbering. 
sighted yet spiritually blind. 

You've been doing all these crazy challenges.....Well I challenge you to accept mine.

I challenge all of you to make the very best of this time.

I challenge you to check on your loved ones.

I challenge to assist those without sufficient means.

I challenge to spend quality time with your family.

I challenge you to finish that project you've  been blowing off before the quarentine hit.

I challenge you to stick to a fitness regimen and not quit.

I challenge you to utilize all your gifts.

I chanllenge you to say and post positve things during these times.

I challenge you to practice mindfulness and self- care daily.

I challenge you to be grateful for everything you currently have.

I challenge you to intellectually grow

I challenge you to accept what is gone.

I challenge you to let go of all henderances and move on.

I challenge you to end your own internal war.

I challenge you to "be" the change your looking for.


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Saturday, March 14, 2020

center circle.

Who got you?


Examine your circle.


Who tells you the truth with love and who takes shots at your expense.


Whose their for real and whose their just for frills.


Who claims you at worst and applauds  you at your best.


Who can you count on when the chips are down.


When you need a shoulder to lean on who can be found?


They say there is strength in number but are those numbers weighing you down?




Examine your circle.




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spice

Everything aint for everybody.


We're all unique in this universe.


We all have different view points.

We all have individual tastes.

We all move to the beat of our drum.

We all step at our own pace.


It might be fun to you but all z's to me.

I can't do you and you can't do me.


That should be cool.

That's how life is suppose to be.

Think of how bland life would be if everything was the same.

Celebrate variety.

Welcome change.


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hindsight

Sugar looks like salt.
The grass isn't always greener on the other side.

Don't be blinded by everything you see.

Nine times out of ten your probably experiencing a manufactured  reality.

People that you think have it together are secretly  going to pieces on the inside.

Before you rush to judgment look at the situation from a fresh set of eyes.

Do the research.

Acquire the knowledge.

Asses the situation fully before you believe what think you saw or what you believe you overheard.

Judge for your own self.

Don't run with the heard.


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Thursday, February 27, 2020

No problem

Problems.

Problems problems. problems.

Problems.

Everybody has problems.

Everybody.
However; you can't tell everybody about your problems because believe it or not some people are glad you actually have them and the other percentile simply do not care.


Its easy to complain about your problems to someone.

To find a person that actually has a solution is rare.

Embrace your problems.

Challenge your self to solve them on your own.

This is life talking to you.

Nobody's going to break out the decorations and throw you a pity party every time you have one.

Channel the same energy you use to complain about one and take your time.
Then you might actually solve one.


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Lets do better.


I don't know you or what you've been through.
I'm full of mistakes.

I definitely don't think that I'm better than you.


I just wanted you to know that I don't agree 100 % with you.

I don't see your perspective.

I don't approve of your point.

I believe your wrong.

I don't want to argue.

I don't want to fight.

You just said something that  wasn't right.

You have the facts wrong.

If you feel that I'm ever wrong please let me know post haste.

Can we do that?

Can we civilly agree to disagree?

Can we leave out the emotion?

Can we dialogue intelligently?

Can we make a conscious effort to find a middle ground together?

Lets give it a try.

Lets do better.


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Sweet sentations

 I crave you.

I know it's wrong but it feels so right.

You tantalize me with your seductive fragrance.

You take me to heightened heights. 

You make me think of more care free times.

You reawaken the lost child in me.

When your around me I want to tap my toes and kick my feet.

I feel like I could scale the highest mountaintop and still have enough energy to run a marathon.

After you leave me though
I feel low.

I feel dismal and full of despair.

All I have to remember you is a trail of emptiness staring back at me..... reminding me of how much I need you.

Ok
I confess.

I'm addictated to sugar and I could care less.


Sugar addiction is real.
It is the world's most deadly silent killer.
This poem was not written to mock or make light of those suffering from any dis-ease caused by it.
My poetry is art and written-in the moment.

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Thursday, February 20, 2020

manifested reality.


It's starting.

It's being born.

It's taking shape.

It's forming.

The process has begun.

You see it clearly.

The image is so vivid

The vison is so crisp.

You feel like  it's already done.

It's already happened in your minds eye.

You saw the ending before the beginning.

The idea sparked like a beacon.

It called out to you in the we hours of the night begging you not to forget it and to give life.


From this point on you are the Author.

The illustrator


The publisher.


The producer.


The inventor.


The creator.

The orchestrator.


The patent manager.


The CEO.

The head of the board.

You need no counsel.

Forge your own path.


It could have came to anyone.

Yet it chose you.

You are the one.

You've studied and prepared enough.

It's time for follow through and outcome.

It's already been written.


Now let it be done.

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HEED

A storm is brewing.
 
Your traveling on bad land.

The terrain doesn't feel the same. 

Your intuition is erupting inside your head like a mad band.

You feel it deep in your spirit you know your being watched and preyed on.
 The energy in the room is fiery.
This is not your scene.

Intentions are being reviled as soon as names and numbers start dropping.

False smiles and deceptive embarrasses are being handed out.

Your ego's telling you stay.

Your intuition is warning of potential danger and begging you to find an
exit out.

Stay to save face?

Or leave to be safe?

Choose wisely.

Choose fast.

Choose correctly.

It may well be your last.








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The choice has been made

Decisions.

Decisions.

Decisionnnnns.

hmmm. let me think.

So many decisions before me.

How shall I choose?

What shall it be?

I think.

I think.

I think I'll choose me.
Yes.

I'll choose me.

I'll choose me over uncertainty.

I'll choose me over anxiety.

I'll choose me over anger.

I'll choose me over fear.

I'll choose me over pain.

I'll choose me of suffering in silence.

I'll choose me over mental drain.



I'll choose what's best for me come hell or high water.



I'll choose me through cloudy day days and cold nights.



When it comes to loving me there can be no oversight.



If you say I'm selfish...you might be right.

I choose me.

I choose me.

I CHOOSE ME!!!

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Thursday, February 13, 2020

Mamba

You soared with the eagles.
and ran with wolves
 
You stared adversity in eye and dared it try.


You had a conversation with pain and demand more from it.




You declared war on fear and vowed never to run from it.


You stood firm on the hill of principle.


You planted your flag on the mountain of prosperity .


You were the epitome of disciple and definition of sacrifice.
  
You ruled wisely in a kingdom with no floors or ceiling.


Deeper that any ocean.


Brighter than a million sons.


You were the chosen one.


No longer physically here.


Your legacy etched and embroidered in a purple and yellow crest and will never tarshish or rust.


You shall forever remain the West and in the hearts of each one of us.




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life lessons

I'm a master minder.
When it comes to minding I'm that deal
Yes it's true.

The thing I mind is a little dated but it is very interesting to study.

Its complex  yet simple.

Its called my business.

Yeah.

I got a PHD in studying me.

Meology.
Everyone should take up this field of study.
No two mes are the same.

If you studied your me you would never have time to notice another me.

You wouldn't  be interested in spilling the tea.

You should go into the field of minding.

I hear the tuition is free.

You should register right now.

I'll shoot you the link.

Enroll today at the good ole University of MYOB



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When I say I'm black.

When I say I'm  black I'm not referring to flesh tone.

There is no country, city,or state called black.

So When I say I'm black what do I mean by that.

I mean I am the original man.

I mean I'm black.

Black is in my essence.

Black in my spirit.

Black is in my DNA.

I'm  black.

I suffer with pride.

I'm black.

I walk with humility .

I'm black.

I carry myself like God.

I'm black.

I exude dignity.

I'm black.

 I fill the hopeless with hope.

I'm black.

I lead like the chosen one.

I'm black.

I love unconditionally.

I'm black.

Tenacity runs though my veins.

I'm black.

I'm connected with my ancestors while being wide awoke on this physical plane.

I'm black

I am the promised land.

The promised land?

Oh you need me to break it down and explain.

I can't.

You wouldn't understand it.

Its a black thang.

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Friday, February 7, 2020

shot clock

I know what it looks like but looks can  be deceiving.


Your not through yet.


Theirs still more time on the clock.


Don't count yourself out just yet.


Don't double down your hand.


Call in your bet.


The situation is never as grave as it appears.


Their always enough time left.






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cutting the strings

I won't let you get the best of me.

I call your bluff.

Your all talk.

Take your best shot.


I refuse to give into you.

I won't let you knock me off my square.

You won't rattle my game.

I'm cool as cucumber.

You can't touch me in my domain.

I won't let you control me.

I'll keep the key.

I've dwelled inside of you for far too long.

I'll set my own self free.

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Stand firm

Staring into the abys while being  unphased by its ominous depths.






It once frightened me now it intrigues me.

I was wondering if I could power through it.

I'm curious to see if I can overcome it.

I want to face it head on.

I want build myself up so that I can rise above it.

I don't have any strategy planned.





I don't have my angle of attack figured out.





I haven't plotted my course.

I don't know whether I should plunge right in or take my time.

I don't know if I should calculate it down to the last detail or move on instinct without thinking anything of it.

I know one thing for certain.

I will not run from it.

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Friday, January 31, 2020

No easy answeres

Sometimes answers aren't easy.

Some things can't be explained with science.

Somethings can't be explained with logic.


In some situations you'll never be able see God's hand in.

Sometimes their  just is no answer for anything at all.

No matter how agonizing the problem is.

No matter how hurtful it is to take.

One thing you can never do... is to loose faith.

Life happens.

All things have a beginning and an end.

Time "never" stops.

So while your still here.

Live.

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Winner

Never ever loose sight of it.

No one can do it like you can.

Your gift is needed.

Even if no one ever tells you believe it.

No matter how hard it gets never stop practicing.

Never stop polishing your craft.

You may feel your not very good.

I think you'll end up surprising yourself.

Just wait.

You have all the potential.

You are great.

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When your ready.

I try to comfort you in your times of need and you push me away.

I shower you with love and you lash out with anger.

We were once so close.
Now feel like a very distant stranger.

I'm a shoulder to lean on.


Your ear of comfort.


Your anchor in your storm.


I have no clue what your going through and why you choose to face it alone.




I'll respect your mind.


I'll give you your space.


I'll stay with you in spirit.


Get better.


Stand strong.


Walk tall.


When ever you need me.


Do not hesitate to call.




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Friday, January 24, 2020

let us pray

Learn how to tell the difference between people that pray for you and people that prey on you.


Watch the way they walk.


Listen to the to how they talk.


You'll know.


You'll know who truly want to see you do well.


You'll be able to discern  who wants you to excel.




Pay attention to the signs.


Listen to your first mind.


Take a step back and breathe.


The answer won't be hard to find.


Now after you spot them let them know you know who they are and your okay with them being who they are.


After that distance yourself and pray for them.


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Removed.

An unconscious mind is devoid of imagination.


You remove all its inhibitions.

All its limitations.


Get rid of the should.


Toss out the cant's


86  the supposed to's.


Dial back on the logic.


Cut back on the reasoning.


Load up on possibility.


Take a double helping of ingenuity.


Don't stifle it.


Let it roam free.


After you've removed all the blockages let what is is and let what may be be. 


Then take deep breath and bask in your creativity




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Speaking terms

Speak with conviction.


Speak with wisdom.


Speak with integrity.


Watch the words you speak.


You speak in volumes.


You can speak blessings or speak curses.


Power is the spoken word.


Words are formed by the energy you breath into them.


Speak to it.


Speak through it.


Speak fluent.


At a loss for words?


Sometimes the best response is none at all.


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Thursday, January 16, 2020

Inward smile

I've been told that I have sad eyes.

People often ask me why I look so sad.

I never respond.

I'm just the opposite of sad.

If they only knew how happy I really am.

I'm joyous beyond belief.

My life's no where near perfect but enjoy every second of it.
The ups and the downs.

Believe you me you would know if I was feeling down.

I appreciate all the experiences I've had and awaiting patiently for the new.

I'm only human.

I do have my days but I'm happy through and through.

The funny thing about happiness is that smiles can be like band aids sometimes for some people.... If you just truly knew.

Just because I don't smile all the time doesn't mean I'm not happy.

I'm happy damint.

How about you?

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Wisdom seeds


Wise words usually fall upon deaf ears.


How does one speak the truth and make it palatable enough for an individual to want to receive  the message loud and clear.


The last thing a wise person wants to do is come across as daunting or disconcerting.






You have to choose your wise words carefully and bring them into your realm of understanding.


What is true will never cease being so.


Knowledge is knowing.


Wisdom is pointing a person in the correct direction to go.


Let them drink their fill from the depths of your knowledge well.




Quench their thirst with your wisdom in order make all things parable.


Yes indeed.


Go the root of knowledge and sew your wisdom seed.


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faith in believeing

Testing the water or taking a plunge.

Do you have faith or are you a believer?

Faith is like  taking a seat in a chair and hoping that it will be strong enough to support the weight of your derriere 

When you believe you just  know  the situation will work out.

A believer will move forward briskly with no fear or doubt.


Both deal in the realm of trust.

Both are essential and necessary for plans to  unfold.

Both are an absolute must.

The question is  will you be more comfortable knowing or leaving it all to blind trust.

This is an eternal conflict dwelling within all of us.

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Thursday, January 9, 2020

Rythmic quandrey

What if we could actually see music.


What would it look like?


I'm not talking about musical notes.


I'm not talking about the rhythm chart.


I'm talking about music.


What would it look like?


Would it have a face?


Would it  have a stoic expression?


Would it smile?


Would it frown?


Would it be in the sky?


Would it be on the ground?


Would it be brightly colored or a conservative hue?


hmmm.


I think I'd rather just listen to it anyway.




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I have time

They say patience is a virtue.


Well then call me the virtuous one.


I remember a time I used to get overly excited.


Anxious beyond belief.


My heart would pound.


My fingers would tremble.


My mind  would play out the worst scenarios.


I would always picture myself getting the short end of the stick.


I would literally worry myself sick.




So many thoughts.


Then theirs's the what ifs.


What if it doesn't work out.


What if I chose wrong.


What if I never recover the loss.


What if.


What if.


Now I just take my time.


Now I understand that I always have time.


I may not get it right the first time or the One hundred and fifth.


But one thing I do know is what I will get it .


I'll get it because I will not quit.


I got all time in the world.


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