Showing posts with label inspriation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspriation. Show all posts

Monday, March 12, 2012

The caged bird




You spread your wings too far apart and flew too close to the sun.






You looked for other ways to live life and saw none.




Now you sit isolated and all alone. All you have is memories and visions of home.





You lie awake restless and wondering when you'll see this place again.





You want desperately for someone to open your cage so that you may flee, to spread your wings again and to be free. Fear not , your day is coming soon.





Take heart to all the lessons you learned in your cage so that when your freedom comes you may bloom.





For freedom is but a state of mind. A cage is just a room.





I dedicate this poem To My father, and all other prisoners and parolees in the U.S penal system.





The worst part is already over brotha's and sista's.





Keep ya head up. All you have to do now is live righteously and you can't fail.




 copy right 3/12/12 HLH

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Resolve




I paid my dues and earned my place.





I poured salt in my wounds and used blood to wash my face.





I iced my veins to freeze out all taunts





I muffled the sound of my needs and trampled the growth sprits of my wants and desire's





I forged myself in pain's fire





In hopes of reaching and transcending beyond triumph's spire.





Here I stand.





Rolled in ash.





Dipped in fire.





Sharpened to perfection and ready to smite all of life's liars.





Balanced





Keen





Razor sharp.





Impassive.





New foresight and highly evolved.





I'm now cold and calculating.





Free flowing yet impassive.





Impossible to solve.





I've achieved oneness.





I have found a new resolve.

copyright 10/27/10 HLH













































Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Why sista?


Why do you roll your eyes and neck when you speak?/


Why are you worried what another female has on her feet?


Why do sneer or have your face knotted tight?


Why do you have your hands clinched in balls and ready to fight?


Why do you punish your tiny male version of me?


Why can't you let what lays lie and what is be?
why sista?


Why?


Why are you so damn angry?

copyright 10/20/10 HLH

Free


I am flowing yet steady,/ idle yet ready./ I soar highly and cannot be tamed.





My energy is infinaite and cannot be drained. my thoughts are my own./ I face every challenge I meet head on,and will never flee. I claim and conquer my destiny./ for I am free.


(MJ inspired)