LET ME POLISH YOUR CROWN

 I sat back and watched it fall.

I played a significant role in not upholding you in your highest regard.

I was present while you were being mocked and shamed.

I think at times I even joined in the fray.

I did nothing to protect your honor.

I can't speak for all brothas but I can speak for me.

From this day forward I declare and decree that you will be shown your proper respect by all especially in the presence of me.

Black woman you are a Goddess and nothing short of perfection.

Life begins with you.

You alone hold the key to the kingdom on the physical and spiritual plane.

You deserve to be adored for all your majestic  splendor.

You've had to be strong for way too long.

You deserve  to allowed to vulnerable and be handled delicately.

I vow to give you my all and defend you with my last breath.

Black woman you've given the world everything.

You deserve nothing less.

Now let me adjust your crown.

Let me restore it's luster.

Let me add one jewel for every time you were made to suffer or feel pain.

I vow your crown will never get tarnished again.

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HLH 10/05/20©️

to chase?

Nobody likes getting shot down.

Nobody likes getting embarrassed.

Don't want to live with not being their cup of tea.

You have to  know though.

Put it out in the universe.

Let them you would to spend some time.


Play it cool. (but not too cool)


Show your interest not your thirst.

Make a move.

Somebody has to go first.

It might as well be you.

Put something on their mind and let them follow suit.

The hunt is an adventure.

The chase can be painful or thrill.

It's really up to you.

You know how you feel.

Now what are you going to do?


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HLH12/05/19©

Selfless protector

I stand with no fear.

My mind is free from doubt.

My choice... the warrior's route.

My weapon is truth.
My armor is love.


My pride flows endlessly like the sea.

My longing in life is to be free.

To not be tied down by burden or worry.

To be able to take my time without having to rush or worry.

To protect everyone from life's furry.

To sooth the weary.

To comfort the teary.
To accomplish all my goals and live out all my dreams.

To have harmony in my life before I leave this place.

The trumpet has sounded and the battle is through.
My family.

Although I am no longer here I will eternally continue to fight for you.

Rip Darryl. AKA Down Low.

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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?

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Why Brotha?

Why brotha do you swear so much?/

Why brotha are you quick to anger and even quicker to mistrust?/

Why do speak to your tender flower like a whore?
Why do you think openly expressing your emotions are gay?/

How come when your burden down with problems you turn to the bottle instread of pray?/

Why brotha do you blame the white man for all your short comings in life?/

Why do feel you must kill another to earn your stripes?/

Why is it that you have the craving to sleep with any woman you can find; yet are not truly content until you have bedded mine?/

Why educated brotha do you call me a thug?/

Why older brotha won't you show your younger brotha love?/

Why brotha are you so brazen, so arrogant, so bold?

Why brotha do you lack a zest for life?

Why brotha are you so damn cold?

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