Thursday, February 27, 2020

No problem


Problems problems. problems.


Everybody has problems.

However; you can't tell everybody about your problems because believe it or not some people are glad you actually have them and the other percentile simply do not care.

Its easy to complain about your problems to someone.

To find person that actually has a solution is rare.

Embrace your problems.

Challenge your self to solve them on your own.

This is life talking to you.

Nobody's going break out the decorations and throw you a pity party every time you have one.

Channel the same energy you use to complain about one and take your time.
Then you might actually solve one.

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Lets do better.

I don't know you or what you've been through.
I full of mistakes.

I definitely don't think that I'm better than you.

I just wanted you to know that I don't agree with 100 % with you.

I don't see your perspective.

I don't approve of your point.

I believe your wrong.

I don't want to argue.

I don't want to fight.

You just said something that wasn't right.

You have facts wrong.

If you feel that ever wrong please let me know post haste.

Can we do that?

Can we civilly agree to disagree?

Can we leave out the emotion?

Can we dialogue intelligently?

Can we make a conscious effort to find a middle ground together?

Lets give it a try.

Lets do better.

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Sweet sentations

 I crave you.

I know it's wrong but it feels so right.

You tantalize me with your seductive fragrance.

You take me into heightened heights. 

You make me think of more care free times.

You reawaken the lost child in me.

When you around me I want to tap my toes and kick my feet.

I feel like could scale the highest mountaintop and still have enough energy to run a marathon.

After you leave me though
I feel low.

I feel dismal and full of despair.

All I have to remember you is a trail of emptiness staring back at..... reminding me of how much I need you.

I confess.

I'm addictated to sugar and I could care less.

Sugar addiction is real.
It is the world's most deadly silent killer.
This poem was not written to mock or make light of those suffering from any dis-ease caused by it.
My poetry is art and written-in the moment.

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Thursday, February 20, 2020

manifested reality.

It's starting.

It's being born.

It's taking shape.

It's forming.

The process has begun.

You see it clearly.

The image is so vivid

The vison is so crisp.

You feel like  it's already done.

It's already happened in your minds eye.

You saw the ending before the beginning.

The idea sparked like a beacon.

It called out to in we hours of the night begging you not to forget it and to give life.

From this point on you are the Author.
The illustrator

The publisher.

The producer.

The inventor.

The creator.

The orchestrator.

The patent manager.

The CEO.

The head of the board.

You need no counsel.

Forge your path.

It could have came to anyone.

Yet it chose you.

You are the one.

You've studied and prepared enough.

It's time for follow through and outcome.

It's already been written.

Now let it be done.

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A storm is brewing.
Your traveling on bad land.

The terrain doesn't feel the same. 

Your intuition is erupting inside your head like a mad band.

You feel it deep in your spirit you know your being watched and preyed on.
 The energy in the room is fiery.
This is not your scene.

Intentions are being reviled as soon as names and numbers start dropping.

False smiles and deceptive embarrasses are being handed out.

Your ego's telling you stay.

Your intuition is warning of potential danger and begging you to find an
exit out.

Stay to save face?

Or leave to be safe?

Choose wisely.

Choose fast.

Choose correctly.

It may well be your last.

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The choice has been made




hmmm. let me think.

So many decisions before me.

How shall I choose?

What shall it be?

I think.

I think.

I think I'll choose me.

I'll choose me.

I'll choose me over uncertainty.

I'll choose me over anxiety.

I'll choose me over anger.

I'll choose me over fear.

I'll choose me over pain.

I'll choose me of suffering in silence.

I'll choose me over mental drain.

I'll choose what's best for me come hell or high water.

I'll choose me through cloudy day days and cold nights.

When it comes to loving me there can be no oversight.

If you say I'm might be right.

I choose me.

I choose me.


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Thursday, February 13, 2020


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 sons.

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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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.


I got a PHD in studying me.

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 register right now.

I'll shoot you the link.

Enroll today at good ole University of MYOB

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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 chosen.

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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Friday, February 7, 2020

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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cutting the strings

I won't let the best of me.

I call bluff.

Your all talk.

Take your best shot.

I refuse to give into.

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 in 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.

It curious to see if can 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 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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Friday, January 31, 2020

No easy answeres

Sometimes answers aren't easy.

Some things can't be explained with science.

Somethings can't be explained with logic.

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 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.


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Never ever loos sight of it.

No one can do it like you can.

Your gift is needed.

Even if no one ever tells you believe it.

No matter how hard it gets never stop practicing.

Never stop polishing your craft.

You may feel your not very good.

I think you'll end up surprising yourself.

Just wait.

You have all the potential.

You are great.

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When your ready.

I try to comfort you in your times of need and push me away.

I shower you with love and you lash out with anger.

We once so close.
Now feel like a very distant stranger.

I've should to lean on.

Your ear comfort.

Your anchor in your storm.

I have no clue what going through and why choose to face it alone.

I'll respect your mind.

I'll give your space.

I'll stay with you in spirit.

Get better.

Stand strong.

Walk tall.

When ever you need me.

Do not hesitate to call.

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Friday, January 24, 2020

let us pray

Learn how to tell the difference between people that pray for you and people that prey on you.

Watch the way they walk.

Listen to the to how they talk.

You'll know.

You'll know who truly want to see you do well.

You'll be able to discern  who wants you to excel.

Pay attention to the signs.

Listen to your first mind.

Take a step back and breathe.

The answer won't be hard to find.

Now after you spot them let them know you know who they are and your okay with them being who they are.

After that distance yourself and pray for them.

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An unconscious mind is devoid of imagination.

You remove all its inhibitions.

All its limitations.

Get rid of the should.

Toss out the cant's

86  the supposed to's.

Dial back on the logic.

Cut back on the reasoning.

Load up on possibility.

Take a double helping of ingenuity.

Don't stifle it.

Let it roam free.

After you've removed all the blockages let what is is and let what may be be. 

Then take deep breath and bask in your creativity

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Speaking terms

Speak with conviction.

Speak with wisdom.

Speak with integrity.

Watch the words you speak.

You speak in volumes.

You can speak blessings or speak curses.

Power is the spoken word.

Words are formed by the energy you breath into them.

Speak to it.

Speak through it.

Speak fluent.

At a loss for words?

Sometimes the best response is none at all.

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Thursday, January 16, 2020

Inward smile

I've been told that I have sad eyes.

People often ask me why I look so sad.

I never respond.

I'm just the opposite of sad.

If they only knew how happy I really am.

I'm joyous beyond belief.

My life's no where near perfect but enjoy every second of it.
The ups and the downs.

Believe you me you would know if I was feeling down.

I appreciate all the experiences I've had and awaiting patiently for the new.

I'm only human.

I do have my days but I'm happy through and through.

The funny thing about happiness is that smiles are like band aids sometimes for some people.... If you just truly knew.

Just because I don't smile all the time doesn't mean I'm not happy.

I'm happy damint.

How about you?

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I guess

Wisdom seeds

Wise words usually fall upon deaf ears.

How does one speak the truth and make it palatable enough for an individual to want to receive  the message loud and clear.

The last thing a wise person wants to do is come across as daunting or disconcerting.

You have to choose your wise words carefully and bring them into your realm of understanding.

What is true will never cease being so.

Knowledge is knowing.

Wisdom is pointing a person in the correct direction to go.

Let them drink their fill from the depths of your knowledge well.

Quench their thirst with your wisdom in order make all things parable.

Yes indeed.

Go the root of knowledge and sew your wisdom seed.

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faith in believeing

Testing the water or taking a plunge.

Do you have faith or are you a believer?

Faith is like  taking a seat in a chair and hoping that it will be strong enough to support the weight of your dairy air.

When you believe you just  know  the situation will work out.

A believer will move forward briskly with no fear or doubt.

Both deal in the realm of trust.

Both are essential and necessary for plans to  unfold.

Both are an absolute must.

The question is  will you be more comfortable knowing or leaving it all to blind trust.

This is an eternal conflict dwelling within all of us.

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Thursday, January 9, 2020

Rythmic quandrey

What if we could actually see music.

What would it look like?

I'm not talking about musical notes.

I'm not talking about the rhythm chart.

I'm talking about music.

What would it look like?

Would it have a face?

Would it  have a stoic expression?

Would it smile?

Would it frown?

Would it be in the sky?

Would it be on the ground?

Would it be brightly colored or a conservative hue?


I think I'd rather just listen to it anyway.

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I have time

They say patience is a virtue.

Well then call me the virtuous one.

I remember a time I used to get overly excited.

Anxious beyond belief.

My heart would pound.

My fingers would tremble.

My mind  would play out the worst scenarios.

I would always picture myself getting the short end of the stick.

I would literally worry myself sick.

So many thoughts.

Then theirs's the what ifs.

What if it doesn't work out.

What if I chose wrong.

What if I never recover the loss.

What if.

What if.

Now I just take my time.

Now I understand that I always have time.

I may not get it right the first time or the One hundred and fifth.

But one thing I do know is what I will get it .

I'll get it because I will not quit.

I got all time in the world.

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Nolesome(alone but not not lonely)

My biggest fear used to be being alone forever.

Then I learned how to appreciate the silence.

It was in the silence that I heard the truth.

I learned what was dwelling within me internally....all the way down to  my roots.  

I learned how to appreciate myself.

I learned how to let my conscious be my guide.

I learned how to trust my intuition and let my instincts steer me in he right direction.

I learned how to let my minds eye capture the scenery like a photograph.

I hold these still images until they are bought into precise focus.

I hold them until all the blur is gone.
I hold  them until all shadows and lines have dissipated.

I hold them until I can see what is clearly before me.

I could have never gained such incite running with the crowd.

I do get lonely every now and then, but chasing after them moment is small in comparison to moving mountains from within.

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Thursday, January 2, 2020

For the culture?

Do it for the culture?

What do people really mean when they say that?


Don't do it for the culture.

Do it because you give a damn.

Do it because you love it.

Do it because that's how you like to express yourself.

Do because your passionate about it.

Do it because you like the way it challenges you.

Do it because it defines you.

Do it because it's a part of you.

Do it because you can't picture your life without it.

Do it because it's an extension of you.

Do it because you want to master your craft.

Do it because it means something to you.

Above all.

Do it because you truly want to.

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Finsh strong.



Warm up.

Keep a steady pace.

Stay focused.

Concentrate on you.

Run your own race.

You'll get there in your own time.

You know what  you want to do.

Find the time.

It's a marathon not a sprint.

Keep pushing.

Don't quit.

If you fall nurse your wounds and get right back up.

Just remember.

Some may be at the finish line to greet you.

Others may be waiting  at the finish line hoping to cheat you or attempting to rob you of your win.

After you break that tape don't look back.

Take a moment to catch your breath to run that victory lap.

Then leave them blowing in the wind.

It doesn't matter how long it takes you.

It doesn't matter what route you take.

As long as you get there.

There is no right.

There is no wrong.

You  may  start off rocky .
Just stay the course and finish...  strong.

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Resoution solution

It's that time again.

New year.

New me.

Same old song.

New year.

New me.

Who truly knew the old you though?

We are here to adapt.

We are here to evolve.

If you don't work on the old you then the old problems you'll never solve.

The pattern will never change.

The cycle will never break.

So  before you start burning bridges and severing ties

Listen  closely to yourself and look deep inside.

Master the old you.

Then give birth to all things new.

Know thy self first.

Then others will too.



Fine tune.

No need to make a resolution.

No need to hire special help.

You have the tools close at hand to become the best version of yourself.

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