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 suns.


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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HLH©2/13/2020

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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HLH©2/13/2020





 

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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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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HLH© 2/07/2020

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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HLH©2/7/2020

  

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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HLH 1/31/2020©