The Poetree

Commitment: Can I get you to make me a promise? Can I get you to see passed the undertaking of my hearts desires? I promise you love and devotion, which by today’s society is far from the norm. In becoming attentive to the needs of others, one can cause self-harm. My loyalty is more than the trust that I extent to the dedication called us. Faithfulness is the underdog of fidelity when adherence is no longer a must. My resolve said you are worth the time sacrificed, but do I take what is given at the cost of a life. We were supposed to walk as one, an allegiance standing its ground, refusing to retreat. However the bond that brought us back…

Like. Last. Year. This. Time. I. Again. Ask,Can. Kwanzaa. Enter. Black,Peoples. Mind.?. As. We. Light. The Kinara ,Candles,Black ,Green,And. Red. Embracing Words Malcolm X And The Creator Of,Kwanzaa Have Said.... Come Together Uplifting Families. And,Each Community. With A Free Mind. No More. Minds,With A,Slave Mentality... Voices. Speaking With Purpose And ,Determination.. Telling The Young They Are Of A Strong. ,Creation... Embracing A Strong Black Spirituality.. No. More. Of,The. Racist. White. Christianity..... As. This. Year. Is. Coming. To An,Ending.. In. The. New. Year,Can There. Be. A. Black. Unity. Beginning???

John 15:13-16 13Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends. 14You are my friends if you do what I command. 15I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. 16You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit-fruit that will last-and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. The world will slow down today for a moment, will we listen to the cries of those that need to hear a word of encouragement, will we as the ch…

Christmas Day,Aunt. Lucy. Playing. Luther. Vandross My. Favorite. Things.. Gathering. Is. Family. And. Friends. We. Ask. Each. Other. How,We. Have. Been. My. Beloved And I Kiss Beneath The Mistletoe. She,She Is As Lovely As A Rose.. To Other Family And,Friends We Call. . Family,Friends No Longer Living ,From,Memories And Albums ,Their Lives We Recall.. .. To ,Soul-Romantic Christmas Music ,Some Are Slow Dancing.. All The Food,Is Appetizing..... None Of Us Are Christian ,We. Remember,How. Things Were. Christianity. Was. Forced. Upon. Our,Ancestors... As. I. Look. Around,Smiles. Upon. Everyone Face... The. Feeling. Of A.…

Feed the children. Put them to bed. Cleaning often relaxes me. It stays clean for more than a few moments when they are sleeping. I Kiss those small heads. I then paint out my frustration with a glass of wine, or write a bit of poetry to calm my mind. Perhaps plan my day knowing the kids and God have a say, Maybe cook a little. Or sit and in silence I pray. I take care of myself that's the bottom line. I give my self some real love, I make the time. Light a candle, seek direction and strength to push on, turn off all the distractions including the phone. I reevaluate my decision and shut out all the noise. I watch my children sleepi…

Snowy. Christmas. Eve,In. Many. Ghetto. Houses.. From. A. Infestation,Large. Rats. Stirring,Not. Mouses.. No. Marshmallows. Or,Chestnuts. Roasting. Over. A. Fire. More Food Is A Perpetual,Desire. Christmas Day Many Families Won't Have. Joys.. There Will. Not Be Anything For Girls And Boys.. In The Ghetto,Liveable Wages They Are Deprived. Each Day Is A Struggle To,Survive.. Black Mothers Raising Children Alone. Children Fathers,Are In Prison ,Or Somewhere Unknown.. Snowy. Street,Cirners,Prostitutes. Have. Stood. Gangs. And. Thugs. Roam,Neighbirhoods.. Ghetto. Streets. Gun. Shots. Sound. Another,Gangster. Lay Dead. Upon. The. Gro…

I love you. What is it that you love about me?. The questions would continue until he understood that loving me comes with a whole lotta responsibility. It can't be a lie to any degree, was it WRITE after sex cause I've had men asking to marry me, okay so what do you love? is it the color of my soul, the contact of my characters or the fact that I have goals? Is it my large breast or my elegant finesse? Is it my knowledge of life or my hips and my thighs or do my lite Brown eyes have you mesmerize. Is it the sound of my voice as I whisper your name or are you caught up and just tired of the singles game? please tell me what you love about me? It is that I am a tad bit cra…

Christmas. Eve, Minutes Before. Midnight,,Drifting. Fog. Around. A. Louisiana. Shack,From. Racist. Carolers. Religious. Christmas. Songs,Have Been Sung. Soon In New Orleans. Church Bells. Will,Be. Rung... A Racist Preacher Prepares The Sermon Of The White. Baby. Jesus In The Manger On Christmas Day.. While White Joseph,White Mary Hold White Baby. Jesus In The Nativity Scene,Display... The Fog Is. Gone,All Calm Beneath. The. Stars Shining Bright,Then,White Mary And Joseph. Begin. Shrieking And,Screaming,,Crowd. Comes. Near. In. The. Manger. A. Black.Baby. Has,Appeared ... Loud. Shrieking. Screaming,All. Around,Racist,Preacher,Spea…

Balance, the yin and the yang, two equal parts, different yet same, value and worth, caution without pain, to be uneasy and alarmed, proud and shamed. The conundrum that describes the strange, that gives names to the nameless that are showered with fame. The walk to the crawl and backs become fronts and no one is turning around but the mystery lost in the moment becomes so profound. Identical places that set back to back. The coin toss that has tails looking up while the head was once at. The falling of rain and raising of sand. The coarseness of water as it sits on the ground. The nature flow with the robotic dance is the motion of still where to be blind is to be seen a…

The door: it only looks like an entrance, but when it is examined, it is so much more. We use the door for so many things, it is a way of escape depending on the direction it swings. It is a pendulum that can be blown opened or closed. It has duel purposes when we consider should it be opened or closed. The door is the way many come in. we invite them, to enter where a conversation can begin and in the same breath we tell them to leave but the intent of the direction is decided by the perception believed. The exit sign sets just up above but is never noticed when we enter in love, and yes the door is often sealed shut, the soul that is broken will bric…

Perception, it is not a matter of what you see in your mind. It is not what your eyes witness that make perception a reality. We see things all the time refusing to believe our lying eyes, our minds make us give our thoughts permission to compromise. Perception is based on experiences whether good or bad, it is about what we are taught and often more than not our parents where working with the best they had. It is hard to consider as the children we once where that others would impact the way we learn to view the world. There are those that come along to challenge what you believe because knowing is an Illusion wrapped in stories that are jaded by what is deemed truth. Re…

Christmas. Time. In. The. City,The. Homeless. Look. At. Them There. Christmas. Shoppers. Walk. Around. Them . With. No. Care. Ignoring,Their. Weeping,Pain And Despair... They Think This Life,The Homeless Did ,Choose. . Seeing The Homeless. In Tattered,Clothes And Shoes. Some Of Them Once. Had Jobs,Did,Thrive... Now Their Homeless,Struggling To Survive.... The,Christian Demonic Preacher's ,Politicians,Soon Turkey. And,Ham,They Will Be Carving. Not Caring About The Homeless,In. The Streets. Starving.. Extra. Difficult. For. Parents. With. Children,Trying. To. Cope.. Many. Have. Given. Up. Hope... They. Yearn,For. Compassion ,But. …

Holiday Season. Again. Has. Begun. More. Time. With. Our. Loved,Ones.. To. Each. Other We. Call. . Some. With. Stories. To. Tell,Some. Watching. Football.. Anxious To Eat,Macoroni. And Cheese,Turkey And The Ham. The Cakes,Pies And Yams... .As We,Embrace. The Joy And Pleasure Family And Friends Bring.. We,Remember What Others Have Brought To Our Lives,That Are,No Longer Living.....

I am not your friend. I am not here to please you. I am here to help shape you. It is my job to help you become a worthwhile part of society one day. So no I am not here to without merit to daily praise you. No, I don't have to play with you and as you get older the meaner I will seem so thank you, the fact that you are upset with me is a accolade you see. Your complaining is actually a compliment to me, so you know I am not a genie in a bottle and your wish is not my every command. I know when you have children you’ll better understand. So please don’t get it twisted I know you didn’t ask to be born you say every day but really who’s punishing whom because the teenager y…

Depending on her age: It is quite normal for girls to like girls more than boys. People it's normal. To you who were born little girls, you should remember that. Okay so. The problem is when parents over react. The other problem is when we don’t tell girls that sisters, women we trust, grandmas, mothers, cousin, with woman we love there are simply lines we do not cross, the perversion comes when we cross that line and it’s in that very moment that God’s intent is lost. All women should know that the strongest bonds we will ever create will come from other females. We set the examples, it's an attraction thing, it's not a sexual thing, it'…

1600's. Kidnapped. Africans. Chained,Shackled. Forced. To. Be. Slaves,We're. In Motion. Slave. Ship. Jesus. ,One. Of. The. Slave. Ships,That. Crossed. The Ocean. Christian Slave Owners Bible,Scriptures,We're Tortured Upon Our Ancestors ... Slaves,With,A Sincere Heart And Fear ,Obey Your Earthly Masters... Black People Have Embraced Slave. Owners Christian Religion For ,Generations.. Present Time Black People Are In Mental,Spiritual,Bondage ,Like Our Ancestors Were In. Bondage,On,Slave. Plantations..... Black.Christians. Embraced. Slave,Owners. Religion. Of. Christianity. Then. Protest. About. ,Unequality,Racism. From. White. Sup…

It’s not about what they have when you meet them, It’s about what you can motivate them to be. Some others, a partner will do what is needed to keep them but that can't begin till we start, Some just need a glimpse of what can be and income and potential are true enemies. No, I ain't down for a mate that can't or won't pull his weight, but let’s keep it real, How many others really know how to elevate? I mean help others meet their goals. Help another excel no matter how old. How much doubt does it take to crush dreams? How many females are meeting broken brothers because no other female help them or just crushed their dreams,…

Cheyenne Stands. Alone. Silent,In. The. Silent. Rain. A. Few. Days. Ago,She. Gave. Birth. To A. Baby. Again.. She. Gave Birth. To. Another,Son. Her Other Baby Daddies Are,Dead Beats, One In,Prison... Men She Had. Sex With ,,From Across The Street. She,Watches Them. Her Baby Daddy,Could Be That One,That One,Or Him.. She Sells Her. Self To Men On The Street,In Pimp ,Houses And At Clubs.. Sex For Money,Never Any Love...She Adds,on To Black Community Chaos And. Irresponsible Parent,Drama.. Baby Daddies. And. Baby. Mamas..... She. Will. Raise,Her. Recent. Baby. Alone,To. Herself. She. Confess.. Find. The,Father. Will. T…

God I need others to see you in my very movement, please take who I am and replace it with who you intend me to be, I need your reflection. It’s your essence I need all others to see. Father please meet me every morning, please let me look upon your glory in the rising of the sun. When I open my eyes, let my ears be blessed to hear you in my morning song. Send me into a favor filled day where your mercy is what is waiting as I step outside myself. God cover me in your grace, you are all; I don’t want anyone to see anything else. Lord be my comfort as I speak to everyone. Take my words and make words inviting soul to soul, L…

Dark. And. Lovely, She. Is. On . The. Prowl.. When. She. Sees. Her. Prey,She. Begins. To. Howl. . Enchanting. Smile, And. Captivating. Eyes... Fangs Behind Her. Teeth , A. Savage. Beast. Inside... At Night,Men She. Captured In Her Snare. . Beneath The Moonlight,Erotic Love Making With Her , They Share. Then The,Men. Begin Shrieking ,Blood Curdling Scream, ,As She,Transform,Into A Beast. Beneath The Moonlight. ,Upon Their,Bodies She Will Joyfully, , Feast!!!....

He called it a bribe. So what did he have on me? What information could he use that would have me thinking it a fair exchange. He wanted what I had but I didn’t know clearly what it was and his innocence he maintained, I couldn’t figure out in the complexity of that moment how I could ransom my soul, Considering I was in the dark and was thinking, I need to know what is that he knows. The payoff seemed high for a puzzled incomplete, I was toying with my imagination when contemplation said you’re into deep. I stood at the entrance trying to understand how had I get myself in such a mess. The settlement he requested I th…

Curves touched pressed into mine, your hand slowly moving along the arch of my spine. A tiny gap appears between my thighs, a twist of my lips; it is a glimpse of moments that have you asking why. A pair of large breast pointed up toward the sky, silk wrapped mounds are the reflection of my hips in your eyes. Caressing the back of the neck, the tasting of earlobes are a thought to reflect. Exploring the essence of the whine as it create its own lyrics begging to not be alone, Tongues intertwine to dance in one place as your hand …

Silent. Rainy. Night,Near. Screech. Owl. Hollow. Spanish. Covered,Cypresss. Trees,All. Around. Grow ..Grimsly White. Is,As,Racist,As He. Had. Always. Been.. His Favorite Hanging. ,Cypress,Tree, He Lynched Many Black Men. Grimsly White,Returning. Home. From His Cypress. Hanging Free He. Hears,Moans. To The Hanging Tree,He Comes Near .. Then ,Lynched,Black. Men Appear.. With Nooses Around Their Neck,The,Men Say ,We Were Innocent,Again And Again.. As The,Screech Owl. Speak. Grimsly White Name.. Grimsly White,Does,Not. Believe. What. He. Sees. Because. Of . A. Unseen ,Force. He. Cannot. Flee. Grimsly White, Grimsly White. The. S…

The bible says females are the weaker vessel. My husband is 6'3, big dude. Yes at 5’6, I am weaker in many ways. I submit to his needs because I love him. I love all of him. His ups downs and side way exchanges. I love this man. So let me put this out there so you can understand. See I am his coach. He is my quarterback. I got his playbook. I stand on the sideline, Stepping up to the field when needed, but in the safety of the secure locker room that tackle is on me, or on that field in practice we run those plays. I am just as important but I am not getting on that field. I am his cheerleader whe…

Submissive women first submit to God. When you belong to God and understand the concept of submission, it is easy because when you submit to your husbands you are submitting hopefully to the God in him, and you continue to walk in submission because of the God in you. You do not allow the world to alter your flow. Your movement is your truth and the truth tells the world who you are and ultimately who you belong to and that in and of itself helps you understand how deep submission goes. I move as the Queen, God made me to be, no matter how my King elects to step. I do this because I as a Queen knows how…

Movement, The stride, the ride, the existence of the curvature of the spine. The dip, the crawl, the spin into the slide. The catch right before the fall, tossing the world to tumble into the trap, where the spin is the ending to the dance as the eyes bounce and the fingers curl and the tips of the toes are a gift to the world. The box trot that takes the tap, as jazz became each man’s picks of how she would describe her wish, which is where he found her standing at. The clap of hands, the bending of backs, the swirl into the sambo, a frontal attack. The jumping jacks while the melody unfolds and all engage in the poetic movement both you…

Fire Passion Heat. Coal, the doorway to the soul It only takes one match to ignites an infernos glow What is done is done to reach the fanatical domicile that fear controls What is left behind but ash like cinders that embrace the wind as it blows to and fro Kindling the energy that fuels and intensifies. Dry resources the catalyst that leave nothing to compromise. Yet it is essential to contain the flames that blazes red dancing blue and gold in contrast to the jumping embers Yes there is beautiful in the mist of the scorch as it lay waste to unopened gifts that are the hangman’s noose called out as remorse …

Removing me from we isn’t us anymore, Removing you from us isn’t I without you, Removing direction and knowing the destination is like pounding peanuts that never turn to butter, It is an unnatural state of existence where love is misspelled and misguided. Love is jaded on the other side of authenticity, where we pretend to be something less than the cataclysmic change of reality where ice burns down the systematic structure that removed me from us, Where you removed you from me and me isn’t I anymore, They removed thoughts of tomorrow where darkness over takes the light and dimmer is not the shadow as it stands alone, It is the door…

Awaken, From. A. Romantic. Dream. So. Real. It. Did. Seem. . On. A. Tropical. Island,With. A. Beautiful. Black. Woman,,We Walk,Loud. Is The,Ocean. Roar. . Noisy Sea. Birds Wander Upon The Shore... A,Place To Be Alone We See. Away From The Loud Crowds,And,Howler Monkeys In The Trees.. A Blanket. We Did Lay,Upon,Each Touch. And Kiss. . Did Bring Enjoyable Bliss... Our,Passion Rising Like Flames Of A Fire.. Erotic -Whospers,Surrending. To Each Other's Desires. Loud. Was. The. Moans,,Soft. Was. The. Sighs. Loud. Was. The. Groans,And. The. Love-Cries..Caressing. In. A. Loving. Embrace. Laughter,Smiles. Upon. Our. Face…

Southern. Summer. Day,. Smith. Family. Has. Gathered. With ,Great,Anticipation. To. Celebrate. Their. Ancestors. Owing. Slaves,Upin,Their. Ancestors. Intact. Plantation... Unaware To ,The,Smith Family,Within The Slave Cabins Ancient Walls. The,Ancient Evil Spirit Shape Shifting Plat -Eye Creatures,To Each,Other Call.. The. Smith Family ,With,Joy,Laughter,Music,Then,They,Pause. Coming Toward Them,,Green Goblins ,With Razor Sharp Teeth And Claws..The,Smith- Family Run ,Run,They. Speak. Loud,Blood-Curdling,Screams. And. Shrieks.. .As. The. Goblins. Chase. The. Smith,Family. All. Around. The. Plantation,Climbing. Up. Centuries. Old. ,Trees,Som…

When I say I love you it is not to hear myself talking, when I say I love you it is a melody to my soul I don't need to Prevert I love you because loving you is what makes me whole. many think that because I love you. that I am attracted to your spirit. that I love your style. that I am tickled by your intellect. We should lessen our responsibility to God and that is the lie that has the world running wild. See I love women and I love men. I love everything that God created but God hates sin and I don't sleep with everyone I am attracted to. I was told by God to rightfully divide the words of truth and I'm not mad or angry but I'm s…

Just because I don’t tell you that I appreciate you every day, doesn’t mean I don’t Just because I don’t tap you, on your shoulder doesn’t mean you haven’t entered my mind, Just because I don’t call doesn’t mean I didn’t seriously mean to, I got caught up, weight down, side tracked, turned around, I got busy, and bombarded, I got lost in my chaotic world And the thoughts I had of you on that day and so many other days had me wanting to tap you on the shoulder, call to hear your voice or just have a moment that I could take to appreciate you, You are Important And I never w…

Inner peace is a beast, her strength I don't understand, but I lift her up because she took my hand and sometimes when I'm in a slump her words are what lifts me up, she's my sister though she wasn't born in me I found her on some road and she became part of my tapestry, she became important because she made me important and even when I feel alone out here in this world on my own she understands what I'm going through because often she's going through something too I I know if I can find my way to her words it'll be okay, she says things to me that are true and that's not what many people do, she doesn't candy coat her words for me, she …

Kids kicked out the nest perhaps to soon so they are destine to be domed, A parents call in spite of it all being that I am far from an animal to attempt to help them avoid altogether the fall. So many of us had dreams cut short or fear the movement cause no one thought enough of us to cultivate our world beyond the enviable pain life applies. One lie, but we try, in spite the knock down we stand our ground, realizing that birthing a child doesn't make you a mother Loving them in their pain when in earnestness the need you show them an example that welcomes true peace, not self pity, not blame, You allow them to grow, not throw them to the wind becaus…

When did I lose my trust? in love?, in man?, in the state of the economy. It has never had any real love for me. It could never set me free. It is an illusion, better yet a falsity, not real to the ear, to hear, unclear, what you think, even unclear is how you place your trust in a man that does not understand or care, and then you a child of God complain unaware of the true state of affairs, The questions from God, is how? do you dare?, you dare to compare my love for you to anything that man can do, is it the righteous voices that you hear that are clear to your ear and conjure up fear? He had a plan a long time ago, long be for office, or off…

Time is running into time. I am not sure if it is running in or out. I know It is moving as I am trying to get in but I think it is trying to leave me. Flashes of light pass me by, we sit quietly on the side lines trying to be polite. We think about the run but we fear the fight, and quite frankly we must understand that somethings are worth fighting for, and sometime we just need to face the fact that there is too much damage to repair and too much hurt to ignore. Gluttons for punishment, we describe what we see when we return to the scars barely able to breath, exhale, rapid breathing till your pale in the face, nowhere to run because time left you, you can’t win the ra…

Created in the image of he that created all The Goddess or deity stands in heaven’s halls, Making her way into places many fear to go, Her desire for knowledge surpasses excellence, While her story remains untold Her experience is apparent, it is found in every facial fold, Her beauty defines her fortitude; your future is her Goal To see tomorrow’s child and watch their dreams unfold To understand the fight yet venture past the obviously unknown The Goddess is the spirit that mothers from afar, Who lifts the broken hearted and with love helps us to embrace the scars. She is in essence that voice that says it is okay, …

Don't judge her, So many think they want to be me, I just want God to free me, because none of them really sees me, or they would believe in a enemy, and when you look at me what do you really see, do you see a stranger, I feel so much anger, it was caused by a decision gone bad. I thought it was a thing I needed to have, now I just feel sad. because it's all gone really bad, I tried to maneuver around it but nothing was clear in my mine then, she wasn't looking at me, she was searching for a friend then, she heard my heart hit the ground but she never even turned around, I was shouting real loud, I am here, but she lost me in the crowd, looking for the face in the mirror…

I am very disappointed in what women have subjected them too, what we as a gender consider tolerable, it’s in every encounter, in the very way that we move. It disgust me, leaves a foul taste in my mouth, because what they have done is neglected the truth, forgotten what doesn’t change is the so called golden rules, we are caught up and off by lies and deceit, by thinking it takes a man for a woman to be complete, and I have said it before and I will say again, you don’t have to lower your standard or be a beneficial friend, Friends with benefits, it’s not conducive to the plan, he’ll fall short from his responsibility if you do…

Hello world, I am here, it may not be significant to you, but it means the world to some, in spite of the dim sunrise my smile is attempting to be on display, We all should get up and at the least feel that way, there are arms waiting for us all, even when it does not appear that we are important to anyone, the truth we are more than important to someone because everyone is linked in one fashion or another, we are connected in a stare glare smile, or swear, we impact one another, we affect each other, we matter, we are important precious divine one of a kind gifts of light, embarking on a darkness that needs our presence to have a purpose, seems strange, but strange is…

I missed you, you were here and then gone, no one even saw you go, you didn’t wave, I just didn’t see those eyes anymore, and yes it was lonely, wondering what it was like to have someone like you, I felt like I think a piano would if some keys were missing, I could get threw some of the melody but a lot of it was messy, the keys didn’t flow right, I fought for the right tune, the correct tone, but with the origin of the stokes missing the melody changed, it was gone. It was rough, there are times I forget you, but I always at the same time knew you were missing, I heard myself asking questions to turn for an answer to almost hear you whisper as your silhouette faded i…

One body, One individual, breaking off into many pieces all flowing in different directions, Each of us represent a different choice made, and to think there are just that many choices, There is one end for us all where we return to the beginning. Imagine one man, and each part of him walking away, knowing what they desire with no real plan, never thinking to look back, because every part thinks they understand. Picture the ocean in spite of the sea, never apart, one body, but the reality is every part is a separate drop. some rise into the sky, take flight embrace life. others breakaway to form ponds, rivers and lakes. More bea…

Black love, Afrocentric love, I got you, unclear of who we are, but your aura got me stuck type love. That love that thumps you in the back of your neck while pulling at your nappy edge type love. That lace front removal, show you my real edges, I got my Vaseline and tennis shoes, pull off my hoops, type love. That pop off my nails, snatch of that ponytail, I am going to get you sucker type love. That tattoo of your face on my behind, I will risk it all to see you one more time type love. That throwing caution to the wind, ride or die, I need your smile type love. That loving hard, romantic is your arms type love, That dropping it like…

I want to step into his presence like a pair of slacks, be wrapped in his grace like a leather jacket, I desire to bathe in his spirit, I want to feel his support like one of my best bras, I want to dine with him at the best restaurants and dance with him till the sun comes up, I want to sit and talk with him for hours, and walk with him along the shore as the sun goes down, I want to taste him in my morning coffee and feel him in the twilight hours. Good Morning God thank you for loving me, and those that make up my tapestry. Today do you know how you want to intertwine your day with Jesus, I need the door to open, there is no way to the father but threw the Son, he won’…

I am a survivor, I Love HIM, (GOD) I have survived molestation by more than one family member I have virtually been on my own since my 16th birthday, got a piece of education and employment that pays more than my bills I have suffered my daughter being raped by the same man twice, climbing through her window before she turned 13 and a year later at the start of her 14th year, they caught him before she was 25, but he had already raped a lot more girls by then, he is currently serving a 300 year sentence in the state of Oklahoma. An no I didn’t know him but at that time that was my greatest fear I have flipped in a car, rolle…

This is an opportunity to be heard, the power of spoken word, to evoke creative minds to shine, it is for some the only chance you have to speak your mind, we are pushing one another down, walking across bodies, making martyrs of children, not speaking up, whispering shame in the dark, afraid to embrace an opinion that comes from the heart, was it okay so long go to say what you meant, now you face book or tweet trampling their innocence, you name use homophobic if we can’t rationalize your choice to embrace the face that God gave you, but in reality he is the only one that can save you, some dark place where privacy is not valued, makes it okay to be disrespectful out lo…

You Matter. Do you ever look around and wonder what others are going through, do you wonder do they wonder about you, do they concern themselves with your struggles, do they know you are in pain, the song talks about the painted on smile, I hear voices telling me to kick back and relax stop thinking so hard and chill for a while, but how do you relax when every morning the flood begins again, you lift your eye lids to the perils of a nation, as small of a piece of the puzzle you are, it still takes that small piece to complete the picture, no one seems to think that their presence is significant but she said all of us, she meant you and I, not them and they, where do you …

At. Eddie. Kendrick. Park,His. Music. Is. Playing. As. We. Feel. The ,Summer. Breeze, Birds. In. The. Trees. Are. Singing.. My. ,Beloved,Love. Song. For. Her,My. Heart Does Enclose.. She As,Lovely,As A Summer Rose.. Love's Emotions, Eddie -Kendrick's,Songs Did Express.. The Happiness,Sadness And The,Loneliness .. As We Embrace. ,Each Touch. And Kiss.. Brings,Within. Such Warm Bliss... Holding Hands ,Laughing As,We,Walk. With. Others,Eddie. Kendrick Music We Talk.. As We,Make. Plans. For. Tonight. . We. Will. Be. Intimate,!listening. To,Eddie. Kendrick. Love. Song's. By. Candlelight ..

Love is a Paradox, it is an argument, it is soft but hard like concrete, presented in the weakest link but pulled by the strongest chain, Love can be freedom and prison combined in a moment, it should can be like falling into a glide, abstruse and detailed all in a glimmer, love is always seeking exploration while desiring to never let this moment go, love can be finite and indefinite, the stroll, the walk, the run, and the stumble, it all begin with the crawl, love is doors opening and closing, the tantrum and the dance, the shy look down and sexy first glance, the touching of skin and holding of hands and romance the dance and the fight to hold that one solitary stance,…

CAN I SERVE YOU certain men make a woman feel this way, Can I serve you, can I lay down in your care, I will trust you with my essence, nothing held back, everything shared Can I serve you, bring to you your favorite foods, rub you down in oils, the thought of your presence puts me in that mood To serve you, can I turn back your blankets, darn your socks, clean your clothes, I will listen to your dreams, with you I am rethinking all I know, can I serve you, place your shoes by the bed, can I intrigue you with my intellect or would you rather I dance instead, can we debate a situation, give you another way to see, that I am more than the …