Some people call me know it all.
I don't how they could ever come to that conclusion.
I don't know the first thing about most things.
I just know what I know.
I don't know much.
All I do know is that I have a thirst to know more than what I what I know.
I want to know more so I can grow more.
I want to share any newly found gems that I stumble on.
I don't fear the unknown.
I welcome it.
Getting stumped.
I relish it.
If you know more than me...by all means point me in the right direction please.
I want to uplift with my knowledge not put down.
I want to get an understanding.
I want to find common ground.
I want to be relatable.
I want all my opinions to debatable.
I want the type of wealth that can never be depleted.
I don't have all the answers.
I hope I never find all of them.
I want information that can never be deleted.
I want don't want to know everything.
I just really have a desire to inspire.
So, no I'm not a know it all.
I just know what I know.
What do know?
Hallzies poetry corner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasioinstm
CR HLH 7/23/18
Monday, July 23, 2018
Monday, July 16, 2018
REDEEMER
Where are you at?
Why's it taking so long?
Stop analyzing and just do what you were born to do.
They're lost.
They're suffering.
They're crying out for you to help them.
Stop doubting yourself.
The ability's inside of you.
You are the one.
You are the wide awake dreamer they need.
Believe in yourself.
Be the leader you are born to be.
Hallziespoetry corner: poetry with a passion. poetry for all occasions.tn
CR HLH 7/16/18
Why's it taking so long?
Stop analyzing and just do what you were born to do.
They're lost.
They're suffering.
They're crying out for you to help them.
Stop doubting yourself.
The ability's inside of you.
You are the one.
You are the wide awake dreamer they need.
Believe in yourself.
Be the leader you are born to be.
Hallziespoetry corner: poetry with a passion. poetry for all occasions.tn
CR HLH 7/16/18
Friday, July 13, 2018
MY LIGHT
I let my light fill empty space.
I let it glow.
I trust it.
It knows.
I radiate it.
It shows.
I'll let it glimmer and until I'm nothing more than a mere flicker.
I let it shine for me.
I let it shine for them.
It glows for all time.
It will glow externally and warm you internally.
I let my light shine.
I let my light shine.
I let my light shine in the darkest of storms.
I let my light shine for the lonely.
I let my light shine for the for those that morn.
I let my light shine for those that can't seem to find like minds.
I let my light shine.
My light warms, comforts, and will always be near even long after I'm gone my light will remain here.
Hallzies Poetry Corner: poetry with a passion. poetry for all occasionstm
CR HLH 07/13/18
I let it glow.
I trust it.
It knows.
I radiate it.
It shows.
I'll let it glimmer and until I'm nothing more than a mere flicker.
I let it shine for me.
I let it shine for them.
It glows for all time.
It will glow externally and warm you internally.
I let my light shine.
I let my light shine.
I let my light shine in the darkest of storms.
I let my light shine for the lonely.
I let my light shine for the for those that morn.
I let my light shine for the oppressed.I let my light shine for those that have lost hope, the weary, the broken.
I let my light shine for those that can't seem to find like minds.
I let my light shine.
My light warms, comforts, and will always be near even long after I'm gone my light will remain here.
Hallzies Poetry Corner: poetry with a passion. poetry for all occasionstm
CR HLH 07/13/18
Monday, July 9, 2018
The world needs a healing
Everyone is divided on all sides of the fence.
People are suffering feeling downtrodden.
They are in dire need of recompense.
We need a healing.
We're all brethren in the house of humanity.
We just look and vibrate differently.
We all bleed the same blood and the breathe same oxygen.
We all require the same amount of water to survive.
We are all one but give off unique energy.
Just because I love me some me does not mean I hate you.
Just because I love my kind and want to see them prosper and thrive does not mean that I want to see your kind wither and die.
No-one should be made to feel inferior.
Who is anyone to claim dominance over another one or call someone else inferior?
We let small things trip up.
Humanity is a race and were all coming in last place.
We're all bogged down with fear and allowing hatred to slow down our pace.
We fell down and got wounded internally.
I wish I could slap a band aid on the hurt and make it disappear forever.
I'm only one man but starting today I'll try to do all I can.
Hallzies Poetry Corner:poetry with a passion poetry for all ocassionstm
CR: HLH 7/9/18
People are suffering feeling downtrodden.
They are in dire need of recompense.
We need a healing.
We're all brethren in the house of humanity.
We just look and vibrate differently.
We all bleed the same blood and the breathe same oxygen.
We all require the same amount of water to survive.
We are all one but give off unique energy.
Just because I love me some me does not mean I hate you.
Just because I love my kind and want to see them prosper and thrive does not mean that I want to see your kind wither and die.
No-one should be made to feel inferior.
Who is anyone to claim dominance over another one or call someone else inferior?
We let small things trip up.
Humanity is a race and were all coming in last place.
We're all bogged down with fear and allowing hatred to slow down our pace.
We fell down and got wounded internally.
I wish I could slap a band aid on the hurt and make it disappear forever.
I'm only one man but starting today I'll try to do all I can.
Hallzies Poetry Corner:poetry with a passion poetry for all ocassionstm
CR: HLH 7/9/18
Saturday, May 19, 2018
By any means
Contrary to what you believe the revolution can and will be televised.
It will not be preempted by any tel-lie-vision programming.
The revolution will assume control over all your devices.
The message will be clear.
The message will be unapologetic.
It will offend hypocrites.
It will outrage racist.
It will frighten bigots.
It will confuse liars.
It will unite the noble and the just.
It will not be confined to closed quarters.
It will not be contained.
It will not be detained.
It will spread like smoldering hot coals inside a roaring furnace.
It will awaken the sleep and rejuvenate the weary.
It will empower the oppressed.
Learning and healing will not be denied.
Power and privileges will no longer be usurped.
Fear will longer overwhelm nor divide us.
No more inequality.
No more poverty.
No more suffering.
No more asking!
No begging!
No more pleading!
No more kneeling!
Enough is enough!
The revolution will move on even if we are forced to stand still.
The process may be painful.
It may even be lethal.
However, It will not be stopped.
This poem is in remberance of one of the most prolific speakers, profound thinkers and dynamic teachers of his era
This piece is an homage to his firery spirit not meant to incite violence.
Peace be unto you forever brother
Malcom X aka Malik EL Shabazz.
Hallziespoetrycorner: poetry with a passion. Poetry for all ocassions tm
HLH 05/19/18 cr
It will not be preempted by any tel-lie-vision programming.
The revolution will assume control over all your devices.
The message will be clear.
The message will be unapologetic.
It will offend hypocrites.
It will outrage racist.
It will frighten bigots.
It will confuse liars.
It will unite the noble and the just.
It will not be confined to closed quarters.
It will not be contained.
It will not be detained.
It will spread like smoldering hot coals inside a roaring furnace.
It will awaken the sleep and rejuvenate the weary.
It will empower the oppressed.
Learning and healing will not be denied.
Power and privileges will no longer be usurped.
Fear will longer overwhelm nor divide us.
No more inequality.
No more poverty.
No more suffering.
No more asking!
No begging!
No more pleading!
No more kneeling!
Enough is enough!
The revolution will move on even if we are forced to stand still.
The process may be painful.
It may even be lethal.
However, It will not be stopped.
This poem is in remberance of one of the most prolific speakers, profound thinkers and dynamic teachers of his era
This piece is an homage to his firery spirit not meant to incite violence.
Peace be unto you forever brother
Malcom X aka Malik EL Shabazz.
Hallziespoetrycorner: poetry with a passion. Poetry for all ocassions tm
HLH 05/19/18 cr
Friday, February 9, 2018
INNERMOST
Pictures aren't always worth a thousands words.
You can see an image clearly and yet be blinded to something staring you right in the face.
Look deeper than the image.
Listen closely to words not being uttered.
To find the truth its imperative that you find the "actual"narritive.
It won't have a blinking light on the bottom of the page to guide you.
You have mute the distractions.
Loose the extra.
Dampen the innuendo.
What's the soul telling you?
Don't analyze data.
What's the soul telling you?
Don't read body language.
Look deeper than that.
What's your soul telling you?
Can you hear it?
The answer should be no.
What's your soul telling you?
Feel it.
Believe it.
Be it.
The poetry corner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions tm
2/09/18
HLH
You can see an image clearly and yet be blinded to something staring you right in the face.
Look deeper than the image.
Listen closely to words not being uttered.
To find the truth its imperative that you find the "actual"narritive.
It won't have a blinking light on the bottom of the page to guide you.
You have mute the distractions.
Loose the extra.
Dampen the innuendo.
What's the soul telling you?
Don't analyze data.
What's the soul telling you?
Don't read body language.
Look deeper than that.
What's your soul telling you?
Can you hear it?
The answer should be no.
What's your soul telling you?
Feel it.
Believe it.
Be it.
The poetry corner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions tm
2/09/18
HLH
Sunday, January 7, 2018
I almost
Today I almost did it.
I really did.
I almost did something so unspeakable that I almost did it.
I almost gave up.
I almost stopped believing in me.
I was just about to curb my vision.
I was about to abandon all hope.
I was about to put my dreams on the back burner and embrace that I just wasn't meant to shine.
I simply wasn't meant to have it.
Success would never be mine.
I really started programming myself to believe...not to believe.
I'm tired.
I hurt.
I'm disheartened to say the least.
I will press on and on and keep shining my light.
I know I'll probably grow weary again.
I know I may loose or outgrow a couple of friends.
I may take a few L's
I might get derailed.
I might fall short.
Yes, I'm 99% sure at some point I will fail.
What I "will not" do is not give up.
I will press through all the hate.
All the stressful days.
All the sleepless nights.
I will press forward and live like everything I'm seeking is already mine.
I can't believe that I almost gave up.
Almost.
HALLZIES POETRY CORNER:POETRY WITH A PASSION.
POETRY FOR ALL OCCASIONSTM
HLH CR 1/07/18
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