Thursday, October 10, 2019

I remeber when it was good.

I like the new artist.

I like the new hip hop.

I like the new hype.

I like the new bop.

I mean it's good.

I'm  mean it's Okay.

It's dope.

But it just don't compare to how it was back in the day.

I remember the first time I heard it growing up.

I had artist plastered on my wall like  wall paper.

I miss the mixing.

The scratching.

The breakbeats.

I miss the word play.

The similes .


The metaphors.


The delivery.


The adlibs.

The timing.

The punchlines.

The cadences.

Being up all night debating  over who the greatest is.

I would get  a rush from peeling back the cellophane off a vinyl , cassette tape  or a CD 

You could hear the artist thought process and passion in every bar.

Their energy would go all through me.

Don't get me wrong.

Some of the new guys move me.

Maybe I'm a dinosaur.

Maybe I'm being stubborn in my ways.

I can't help it.

It's just not like back in the day.


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Respect your elders.

Respect your elders.

Those eyes have seen much.




Those hands have touched much.

That grey symbolizes wisdom. 

They ache because they had to fight many battles.

Their not out of touch with times.

It's all rerun to them.

They may  not be tech savvy .

They may not be up  to speed on the latest trends.

They may  move at slower pace.

One thing for certain about them is that  you can learn a lot from them simply by looking at their face.

Honor them.

Take your time to show them you care.

Go out of  your way to make their day.

And remember You'll be their age one day.



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Thursday, October 3, 2019

Be that somone.



We all have a role to play in making someone's day.


Its true.


You might not think you have a lot to offer but someone's looking up to you.


Someone is admiring you from afar.


They are admiring your strength.


They like your outlook on life.


They love how you think.





Some might mask it with insults.


Some might even throw the occasional shade your way.
 
You shouldn't pay those type of people any mind.

That's all a fa├žade.


You make their day.


You give them something to talk about.


That's why they constantly seek your attention out.


They want to know what your doing and what your thinking at all times.


They just don't know a positive way to express it in a positive way.


Believe it or not. you actually make their day.


Somebody is hoping you smile at them or say hello.


Just seeing your face every day helps them more than you know.


Just know you are important.


You mean something to someone.


You are someone's  guiding star.


You are someone's rising sun.


Keep loving your yourself.


Keep on being true to you.


Keep living your own truth.


While your living your best life
also remember to stay humble.


Make plenty of  time to be kind.


Even if you feel like you don't have  anyone


be someone's someone.


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You for the win

Say it like you mean it.


Live it like you love it.

Breathe it like you need it.


It's your time.


Every day is your day.


You may not have everything you want but you have more than you need to get your goals accomplished.


Be brave.


Be bold.


Stay on course.


Celebrate wins.


Celebrate losses too.


Always remember why your doing it.


This is your stage.


Its all on you.




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Thursday, September 26, 2019

This life

In this life nothing is certain.


In this life things can change an instant.


In this life all roads do not lead to Rome.


In this life  houses do not make homes.


In this life time is precious.


In this life days are promised.

In this life there is only one constant factor that evolves but does not change.(self)


In this life you must love yourself.


In this life you must nurture yourself.


In this life you must liberate yourself.


In this life you must find yourself.


You only have one life.


Make your best life in this life.


 
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Thursday, September 19, 2019

Godflow#

Never force it.


Let it come to you.


Embrace it.


Let take it take you.


Let move you.




Let it soak and trickle down into  your spirit.


Don't over process it.


Just move on it.


Just act on it.


Let it be an extension of you.


Wield it confidently  when the moment comes to you.


Don't think.


Just be.


In that moment.




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Just think

How much time do you have in a day?


How much time can you devote to finding your way?


Slow down.


Take your time.


You already have the answer that your trying to find.


Just think.




Just imagine all the things you want to do.


Keep that fire brining inside of you.


Remember what your doing it for.


If you can picture it inside your head it will be yours.


Just think.


Visualize.


Breathe.


Take action.


But just.


Just.


Think.




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Its not just you.

Somewhere in the world there is a battle going on that you do not even see.


Somewhere cries are pouring out that you do not even hear.


Their is pain hidden beneath a smile you might see every day.


Everybody is fighting a secrete battle.


Everybody is suffering in a small way.


Everybody is struggling to find an once of peace to make it through the day.


Its okay to feel overwhelmed.
Its okay to feel lost.
 It's okay to feel blue.
Never feel like your "the" only one.


Never feel like  "it's" just you.




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Wednesday, August 7, 2019

war drum



Its time.


Stand tall black man.


Take your family back.


[thump]
Get your life on track.
[thump]


There is no obstacle you can't move.
[thump thump]


There is now hurdle your can't jump.


[thump]


There is no opposition.


[thump]


Heal your brother.


[thump]


Love your sistah.
[thump]


Teach your babies.
[thump]


Walk with pride.
[thump]


look death in the eye


[thump]


Tell pain it is a lie


[thump]


Take your rightful place in your tribe


[thump thump]


Put your warrior paint on.


Now rise!


[thump]













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lets go.

I see watching my movements.


I noticed you noticing my post.


It's alright.


I'm flattered.


Thanks for the support.


No likes.


No problem.


I just wanted you to know I know.


I got my eye on you.


I know you got yours on me.


Lets just see what we can see.


I made the first move.


Now it's on you.




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the door has shut

You got a little too comfortable didn't you.


You thought it was always going to the same.
You fight and make up.


You lie she takes you back.


You cheat she forgives you.


You neglect her she returns.


It's all fun and games until that door shuts.


When door shuts she's not coming back.


When that door shuts she has make a decision to take a another path.


When that door shuts she's not found a new person to make her laugh.


When that door shuts she's not coming back.
No more late night chit chats.


No more dinner and lunch dates.


No  more secret rendezvous


No more midnight mist.


No more sweet morning dew.


When that door shuts she's given you all she can give.


When that door shuts she's jogging solo  on a new track.


When that door shuts.


It stays shut.


She's moved forward .


She's not  looking back.




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Saturday, July 20, 2019

illusion

I think every child played make believe at least once in their life.




Fantasizing about who they wanted to be and places they wanted to see.

Ahh make believe.

Make believe is fun.

Make believe is an illusion though.


It feels real. But its not real.


What lies above the surface may not be genuine.


All smiles aren't pleasant. 
some mask pain better than others.



Every embrace isn't endearing.

Sometimes that's the enemy trying  to get closer to you.



You can't let yourself be deceived .

You have to practice how to see through murky waters.



Listen to your heart.

Read the signs.

Believe your first mind.

Learn how to decipher what's real and what is just merely an illusion.


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keep pushishing.

What to do when you fee like you have nothing left?

What do you do when it feels like your running on E.

What you do when it seems like the whole world is against you.

You push.

You push past your pain.

You past you unrest.

You push past your anxiety.

You push past your limits.

When you feel like you can't go on and you used up all your reserves.

You push some more.

I won't stop.

I will keep pushing.

Your afraid.

keep pushing.

Your tired.

Keep pushing.

Your stressed out.
Keep pushing.

Your lonely.

keep pushing.

Your resources are tapped out.

Keep pushing.

You feel like your at your breaking point.

keep pushing.

They don't like you.

Keep pushing.

They keep on laughing at you.

Keep pushing.


Make something happen.







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Tuesday, July 16, 2019

The request.


Midnight moon./


Stars lit up./


A perfect evening for a  stroll/


{ I would love that}


Just picture the scene of a black man  being able to walk around freely without being considered a moving target or viewed as threat./




Just once I'd like to  get on  an elevator without  a white woman clutching her purse or covering up her cleavage./




{ I would love that}




Can we have an open dialogue with yelling and name calling./


Can our kids visit the suburbs and come back to us in one piece./


{I would love that}


Can you please  take the time study the artist's pain before you greet them with hostility  and media shame /

{ I would love that}




Can I see a picture of this person whose description I match./




Can we be allowed to gather peacefully in a public space without the law being called us./




Damn!


Can I listen to my music.






hip-hop's not cause. It's the cure.




Justice for Elijah#




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human quandary

What's the common tie that binds us?


What is  it that common thing that we are all in seek of?


Why do we  spend what seems like an eternity seeking a solution.


Demanding retribution.


Settling for our current situation.


Making huge plans for our next destination.


How can we have all the same vital organs and the exact amount of limbs but treat each other differently based of the color of skin.


Why do we desire to unlock secrets that should remain forever shrouded.


Are we not all beings or are just light focused through a different lens.




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Saturday, July 13, 2019

escape hatch

They say that when one whom seeks peace they must learn how to quiet their mind.


For me that works...some of the time.


For the other times that it doesn't I need music to do it for me.


I do have a favorite genre but my playlist is eclectic to say the least.


Sometimes I need some tunes to help me find some peace.


It could be some old school R&B or mellow jazz.


I'll listen to anything from hip-hop to bebop.




As long as it has the right beat.
 As long as the chorus moves me.




As long as the percussion soothes me.


As long as it can speak to my soul or spark up a nostalgic memory that has been laying dormant and waiting to escape.


I'll zone out and just let the music speak to me.


I'll tap my toes and get in-tune with the vibe.


I'll let the melody intrigue me until I feel revived.


After I've listened to my song I feel more alive.


music  removes mental blocks.


Music can lift you out of a rut .


Music can loosen  you up.


I a perfect world I would spend more time in my headsets and less time in mess.


Music is life.
Music is relief.
Music is report.
Music is all encompassing and it is embedded in us all.


We all have our favorite kinds of music.


You can admire or loath  person's.
Music can be your prison or it can be your escape.




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Monday, July 1, 2019

note to self

Sometimes it's ok not to be ok.


Sometimes it's alright not to have all the answers.


Sometimes it's alright to show your vulnerable  side.


Starting from square one doesn't make you  a failure.


Everyone has insecurities.




We all experience loss.


We all deal with an invisible pain.
Some suffer in silence.


Some  try to redistribute the hurt by lashing out while others will cover it up with a smile.


Its ok not be ok.


When your not ok just acknowledge it to yourself


You can choose what you wish to show other but you can not deceive yourself.


Don't cheat yourself.


Treat yourself.


Because at the end of the day all you truly have is yourself.












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Nature walk

Sometimes I just want to be alone and observe nature and ponder its vast mysteries.


If the wind could speak I wonder what types of things it would have to say?


Would it whisper insightful nuggets of knowledge or would it bellow out in a hate filled rage.


I wonder.




If water is the source for all life then what would it drink when it's  thirst needs to quenched.


Why does the feel of grainy sand squishing in-between your toes feel so good.


I wonder






Why do sunsets appear so  lovely while moonless sky can seem so desolate.


I wonder.



Is me or doesn't seem like the insects are harmonizing a tune a tune when the sunsets.


I wonder


Peaks and valleys.




Mountains and streams


shimmering dew drops in kissed by the morning light.


What comes first....lighting or thunder


I wonder.












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Friday, June 21, 2019

Heartfelt questions

What would you tell someone suffering?


What would be your first word?


Would you tell them to hang in there or tell them to suck it up followed by a curse word?


How would you engage a person with a broken soul and a weary spirit?


What would you do when you can feel the hurt before you can see it?


They need answers.


What do you say?


Is it alright not to know?


Sometimes you can say a lot without speaking.


Acknowledgement is a shared gesture.


Empathy is the perfect remedy to heal an open wound fast.


Understating is the reassurance to the ailing.


It lest them know that the pain won't last.


















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Thursday, May 23, 2019

They can't stop you.

Who are they?

What do they know?

Do they pay your bills?

Do they fuel your fire?

Do they support you?

Why do they upset you?

Do they know your struggle?

Do they know your plight?

Are they cut like you?

Can they handle your fight?

Do you a favor and don't listen to they.

They are miserable.

They are afraid of you.

They are intimidated by you.

Secretly they want to be just like you.

They would love to be in your company.


They actually want to be friends with you but they don't think you would like they.


Do you.


Keep running your race.


Keeping improving on you.


Don't waste time clapping back at they because they are lost and have no clue.

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Black woman I want you know

Sistah will you please be kind enough to lend me your ear for few moments.


I need to get a few things off my chest.


First off  I would like to extend an apology to you for this mess I help create by staying silent for so long allowing the blatant disrespect of you.


At times I've been one doing the disrespecting to you.


Please forgive me queen.


I wasn't thinking clearly and neither was my brethren.


We failed you.


I want to let you know just how special you are.


Your not told by the world nearly enough.


You are flawless beauty magnified by factor of infinity .


Nothing on earth compares to it.


Your mind holds the secretes of the cosmos and only you hold the key to unlocking it.


Your soul is brighter than a trillion solar flares.


Your strength is astounding to say the least.

You endure unfathomable pain.


Yet you still have the stamina stand firm and fight
and accomplish remarkable feats.


You birth young gods and goddesses.


You have a natural mystic about you that everyone is drawn to and seeks out.


You have the power to transform the meek into the mighty and humble giants.


Black woman I want you to know you are bold.
Your beauty is timeless.


Your quick wit is often duplicated and rarely appreciated.


You are sultry with just the right amount of sass.


Black woman .
This world is nothing without you please believe it.
You should be cherished at all times.


You are worthy.


You are more than enough.


Above all you are needed.






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Let's talk about it

It seems like you have a lot on your mind.

Judging by your tone I think you have something to you want to say to me.

I can tell its eating away at you.

Speak your peace.

Free yourself.

I promise you won't hurt me.

I think too highly of myself.

Say what you say.

You got the floor.

Spit it out.

I'm all ears.

My attention is yours.

I won't interrupt.

I'll wait my turn.

I'll let you get it all out.

Just do me one favor though.

Before you unpack what you have to say about me to me...make sure its really necessary.

Above all make sure your assessment's true.

Then take inventory of how thick your skin is because even though I won't waste my time rebutting.

Someone will eventually want to pull you off to the side and tell you what they think about you.






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Monday, May 6, 2019

Breezy.

I envy the wind.
Sometimes I wish I could move just like the wind.
Be every where at once yet nowhere at all.
Seeking nothing yet finding everything.
Making sounds but not noise.
Inconspicuous yet omnipotent.
It can come as a gentle breeze or a strong gust.
I guess that's what people mean when they say look what the wind blew in.
Some would say free spirits blow in the direction that the wind takes them.
I blow you in the right direction or take you on detour(depending on who you ask)
Yeah I would like to be just like the wind.
Rustling in the grass.
Whispering through trees.
Complex but not complicated.
Yeah.
now that I think about it.
That is me.
On my path.
Flowing with life.
a mellow breeze.


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Find your peace.

Find your peace.
Find your peace.
It's necessary to find you before you loose you.
Get into your space.
Meditate on your quite place.
Visualize your sanctuary .
Feel the stillness.
Create your calm.
Concentrate on nothing.
Find your peace.
No alerts.
No ringing.
No vibrating.
Find your place.
Close your eyes.
Find your peace.
Feel the warmth.
In this  going battle we have with chaos we have to remain centered and reflect.
Let the tension ease.
The answers will come.
The confusion will cease.
Seek understand.
Learn to listen to yourself.


Find your peace.


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Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Your needed.

You might not realize it but somebody is depending on you.


You play a bigger role in life than you think.


They wake up daily just to notice you.


You give their life depth.


They admire your strength.


Your charisma motivates them.


They admire your dedication.


They praise your convection.


So the next time your feeling that you have no purpose in life or that your life is insignificant


Just remember your always being watched.


Your deeds or not going unseen.


Somebody notices you.


You are their vision of self esteem.


The power is lying deep within you.


You must believe it.


The world requires your unique  gifts.


You are needed.




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Think

Was it all that serious?




Was it really worth it?

Did you prove your point?

Do you feel strong now?

Were they really that big of  a threat to you?

You let your anger over take you and their no more.

No longer here.

Gone.

Removed from this plane.

A lifeless corpse.

Eyes open.


 Motionless.


Blood stained.

Stiff.

Laying on the ground lifeless.

Do know life is priceless.

Once its it gone its gone.

No do overs.

No repeats.

Game over.

No reset button.

Delete.

Weigh your options before you squeeze that trigger.

See your them dead.

Play the scenario out fully inside you head.

Think about your loved ones.

Think their loved ones.

Think about prison sentence.

Think about alternatives.

Think out about every possible outcome before
you go off half cocked and grab your gun.


Life can be long and blissful or over in one blink.

Stop.

Be still.

Breathe before you react.

Think.


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Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Why we need poets

Poets are the world's best civil servants.


Poets provide a service to mankind.


Poets identity with emotion and illuminate the mind.


A poet can tare down a barrier with their words or their pen.


A poet can speak to that kindred spirit within.


A poet can make the darkness fade.


A poet plays mental ballads of sovereignty for inert souls.


Poets overstand the things that need to be understood.


Poets are healers.


Poet are motivators.


Poets are mood elevators.


Poets are the champions of social outcasts and miscreants.


Poets are the universe's un- deaf ears.
Poets are art transcended.
Life is art.
Nature is poetry.
The world needs poets to tell the tale life.




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