Thursday, October 24, 2019

kindered spirit.


You can feel my goodness.


Some how just know.


How solid I am.


How reasonable I can be.


How real I keep it.




When I'm on one  how I can be.


I just have that familiar face.


Instantly drown to me.


Usually soft spoken but when I do it resonates.


I make you not want to hesitate to include me your space.


Deep in thought.


Looking but lost.


You know me even if not properly introduced.


That's just me.


That's my charm.


I haven't been here before.


Don't be alarmed.


We never met.


Yet  you know me.


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All on me.

I'm not angry.


I'm just done.


I'm done listing to the excuses.


I'm done listing to the lies.


I'm done pretending you didn't notice me when I walk by.


I'm done believing the phony  gestures of concern.


I'm done with all things negative and toxic.






I'm done trying to see something that was never there in the first place.




I'm done.




I'm done giving away my time so freely.


I'm done being around people that don't build me up.




I'm done being so clingy.




I'm done being so needy.




I'm done trying to hold on to people and situations that want leave.




I'm done with not adapting to change.


I'm done.


I can't say it's not you. It's me.
You see, It is you. That's why I've changed me.


I'm not angry with you.


I'm just done neglecting me.


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Compass

I'm reaching for the stars.


I'm reaching for hope in this desolate place.


I'm trying to put a smile on a grim face.


It's hard to see the light sometimes.


Pitch black darkness can make you nearly go blind.


I try to keep my inner torch lit so can navigate through the mist.




I try to keep my head up so I don't  drown in the abyss.


Sometimes it seems like theirs no bottom to the murky depths of sorrow.


Then I still my nerves and remember.... Their always tomorrow.


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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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