The Poetree

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.…

Each day (as of 2/14) I will post one of my favorite top ten poems. See the list below. Click on link to read the full poem. Only those labeled (posted) are up already. www.weaverwoman.wordpress.com 2/14 - Poem for Aretha by Nikki Giovanni (posted) 2/15 - Bush Mama by Kalama ya Salaam (posted) 2/16 - Applecalypse by John Agard (posted) 2/17 - what happens when it rains by Renatta Laundry (posted) 2/18 - Booker T and W.E.B by Dudley Randall (posted) 2/19 - The Rape of Haiti by Alina "Tibebe" Cajuste (posted) 2/20 - We Made It & We Know This Place - Sunni Patterson videos (posted) 2/21 - happy valentines by lioness …

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…

BLACK WOMEN,SLIM,BIG AND PETITE.MYSTERIOUS,TEMPETIOUS AND NAUGHTY SWEET..STRONG AND PROUD,OF THEMSELVES THEY DEFINE. ..THESE BLACK WOMEN WITH A FREE MIND.ENCHANTMENT, ECTASY DEEP IN THEIR EYES.. WITH PLAYERS,CHEATERS THEY BECOME MORE WISE..THEY ARE LIKE BIRDS THAT FLY FREE,NOT IN CONFINE.THESE BLACK WOMEN WITH FREE MINDS.BLACK WOMEN, BEAUTY IS HOW THEY ACT.LIKE BLACK HISTORY WOMEN,CORETTA SCOTT KING,MARY BETHUNE,HARRIET TUBMAN, AND DOROTHY HEIGHT,,SPEAKING PROUD OF BEING BLACK...WITH BLACK HISTORY OF THEMSELVES THEY REDEFINE.THESE BLACK WOMEN WITH A FREE MIND. THEIR SOUL,SHINES LIKE THE SUNRAYS GLOW..THEY ARE PRECIOUS LIKE A ROSE.JOURNEYING FORWARD,THE DEVILS OPINION O…

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/795818 PHENOMENOLGIE NOIRE The wearying logic by which blackness Is reduced to a minor term in a dialectic, Led Fanon to feel entrapped by nothingness The only way out of which was an eclectic, Hegelian ideology mixed in with an empirical psychology, Fertilized with adequate heaps of epistemology, By which he grew wings, not eagle’s wings, But butterfly wings of unrealizable color and forced levity, In his unapologetically naked quest for sanity. Happening upon it, I, uninhibited, save by the bars of a caged despair, Flew about the parameters of his tanta…

Sunday,Black Church Bell,Loudly Rings.People Come In As The Choir,Joyfully Sings.To Get Spiritualy Uplifted The Reason They Come.Is There A Feeling,Rising Within,When The Sermon Is Done?Most Preachers Say They Are Anointed.Most Preachers Are Self Appointed.From The Sermon,What Did You Retrieve?What Vision Did Your Spirit Eye Perceive?Did You Kneel Down At The Altar?Was There A Feeling Within That Begin,To Stir?The Preacher's Sermon That You Heard.Does It Reseamble The Scriptures ,When You Read The Word?Does The Preacher"s Life Reseamble The Scriptures And Verses?As The Preacher"s Ushers ,Take Money From Your Wallets And Purses.!!

As. A. Eerie Breeze. And. The. Rain. Begins. Elderly. Racist. Shadrach -Crowley ,Thinks. About. How. He. Lynched. Black. Men. Years. Ago. With,A. Demonic Grin..Then. From. The. Swamp. Shrieks. And. Moans,He. Hears. He Knows Something Is Coming Near. He Begins,Looking At The Trees. On Branches,There Are Black Men,Bodies. Upon The Trees Black Howler Monkeys Are,Howling.A Large Black Panther Loudly Growling.Black Mamba Snakes. ,Slithering. Toward Him He Sees. Into His Swamp Shack. He. Flees.He. Hears. Strange. Noises. As. The. Rainy. Wind. Blows. He. Sees,The. Black. Men. Coming. Toward. His. Shack. From. The. Window...Shadrach Crowley.…

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???

Your Presidency By: JonRenee Author: of Poetic Lyric Verse 1 ©2015 In 2004, I remember hearing a sermon by Pastor Trunell Felder from Chicago praying a prophetic word that, “In 2008, Barack Obama’s voice would be heard, not from his seat in the senate, but propelled in a position of presidency. Amen…..but men, have tried to bring him down and defame his character in the most disrespectful way. A black man in the white house, we thought we would never see the day….but this day, in my day, have I ever witnessed so much hate. I felt the pains of my ancestors at the same time the joy that mark the history of this day. His …

When do mistakes happen, what makes a miracle real, who decides what value is worth, who thought of us, who painted the canvass of hills that decorate the evening sky the very same horizon that gives the sun reason to climb, who blew bubbles in the sea and set the ocean free, who told the first story, sang the first song, colored the sunset, righted the first wrong, who opened your eyes, who made the rainbow and the slide, invented the moments that contribute to pride, who gave joy to the first boy or uplifted the spirit of the first girl, who played with honor or shouted with glee, ran the first mile or climbed the biggest tree, who heard the first silence, before regret…

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…

Christmas. Eve. Outside. A. Rainy Cold. ,.Wind. Blows. .Inside We. Are. Warm. , Caressing. And. Kissing. Beneath. The. Mistletoe ....

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 …

ACROSS AFRICA'S CONTINENT, RISING IS THE SUN..AFRICA'S PEOPLE AND ANIMALS AWAKENED,A NEW DAY HAS BEGUN..HEARD,ECHOES OF ELEPHANTS AND LIONS ROAR..PREPARING TO FISH,ARE TRIBEMAN AT THE SHORE..TRIBE WOMEN TEACHING ANCESTRAL TRADITIONS TO THEIR YOUNG..WITH THEIR CHILDREN ANCESTRAL SONGS HAVE BEEN SUNG..UPON AFRICA,AFTER CHASING WILDEBEEST AND ZEBRA ON THE SERENGHETI..A MOTHER LEOPARD, TAKES HER PREY TO HER CUBS UP IN A TREE.A LIONESS,PREPARING TO POUNCE,SILENTLY CREEPING.OBSERVED BY GAZELLE,THEY QUICKLY BEGIN FLEEING..LEADING THE FEMALES AND BABY ELEPHANTS IS THE MATRIARCH ELEPHANT MOTHER...BABY HIPPOS WITH THEIR MOTHERS AT THE CONGO RIVER.YORUBA AND ZULU TRIBE WOM…

From Ezili Danto's Live one-woman Vodun Jazzoetry show:

Ebony man, strong, dark, hidden, it is the strength like that of the mighty oak, you stand in spite of the weather and because of that stance you give hope Full grown, your essence shaded in a mahogany hue, and those that look are intimidated by you, as you rise the victor with the morning dew, not afraid to embrace the chains used to enslave you, you pull the empty hopes of the dreams that accumulate in graves, ebony man with the black brick back that hold the weight of a people constantly under attack. Where do you rest your head and close your eyes, when do you stop fighting a war where the black man dies, you struggle each day for the life of another , calling all wit…

A NEGRO WHO GOT RICH DID STRAY.TO CLAIM HE WAS NOT OF THE RACE...BUT ALL THE WORLD COULD ONLY SAY..HE WAS A FOOL AND A SORE DISGRACE.YOU CANNOT CHANGE YOUR SKIN MY MAN,FOR NATURE MADE YOU AS YOU ARE..YOUR WISH TO CHANGE YOUR FATHER'S CLAN IS IGNORANCE THAT GO TO FAR..THE WOMAN OF ANOTHER RACE YOU CHOOSE TO SHARE YOUR FORTUNE WITH..AND HAVE HER TAKE TAKE YOUR MOTHER'S PLACE ,MAY SLAY YOU AS IN SIREN'S MYTH..AND WHEN YOU FIND THE DEED UNWISE,IT WILL BE TO LATE TO MEND..THE RACE YOU DID DESPISE,WILL COUNT YOU OUT AS TRAITOR'S END.//.

Mothers Day, Standing By Her Grave,Memories ,Remembering..Joy They Are Bringing..Her Favorite Flowers,Upon Her Grave Is Placed. Remembering Her Smile,And Loving Embrace...She Had A Heart That Did,Understand.. Always Having A Guiding Hand..Teaching,Wrong And Right. Within ,Her Spirit Shined,Like,The Sun Bright..Wiping Away Tears. Whenever There Were Fears...Giving Words,Of,Knowledge,Wisdom And Advice,Always Inspiring ..To Have Had Her As A Mother Was A,Blessing...

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,…

As. Another. Racist. White. Man. Comes. To. The. Bayou. The-Vengeful. Black. Panther. Is. Summoned. By. The. Hansberry's -Practicers Of. Voodoo.. The. Racist. White. Man. Joyfully,But. Then.-He. Sees. He. Is. Being. Watched. By. African. Lappet-Faced - Vultures. With. Horrifying. Grins. . The. Racist. White. Man. His-Racist. Hatred. Venomous. Like. A. Snakes. Poisonous . Coming. -Toward. Him. Black. Panther. With. Eyes Ominous.. Earlier. The -Racist. White. Man. Voice. Evilness. It. Displayed. Now. With. Fear-To. His. Jesus He. Prays.. Panther. Attacks. The. Racist. White. Man-Among. The. Moss. Covered. Cypress. Trees.. Loudly. Is. The-Racist. White. Man. Screams…

A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is so proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife," Mother of Six" in spite of her objections. One night, they go to a party. The man decides that it IS time to go home and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home Mother of Six?" His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion, shouts right back, "Any time you're ready, Father of Four." (RIGHT ON, LADY!)

It. Was. A. Autumn. Night. ,Outside. Raining. ..Love. Songs. By. The ,Whispers. Was. Playing. ...Preparing. To Make. Love. Did. ,Excite. ...Each. Kiss. And. Caress. Brung. Delight ...Loud. Thunder. With. The Rain. ..Loud. Love. Making. Moans. ,We. Joyfully. Said. Each. Others. Name. .Pleasure. From. The. Pentertration ,Pleasure. From. The. Vibrations. ,Pleasure. Feeling. The. Sensation. .Making Love. By. Candle. Light. ..On. A. Rainy. Autumn. Night. ....

I've been searching and wondering when will my writings ever get recognized and where to go for that to happen. However I am still at a crossroads and I need some guidance. Is there anyone out there that can offer direction? r.robertson.esq@gmail.com

Will I ever know your story or will my story surfice. It boggles my mind when I think how one sided each story is when it comes to real life. I never heard your history or did I imagined what you went through. I never took into consideration that you have a story too. I just heard what they said. you know the ones that look like me. the ones that share what they feel is the most important take on history. I wonder if those claiming all these tragic things in time ever realize that those that are multi cultural have a somewhat different take on cultural crimes. I mean how do we relate to them killing you which is the killing of me how do we not understand That it w…

PLEASURE BEGINS IN THE DARKNESS OF A ROOM..BODIES FEEL PLEASURE, BUT WILL, THEY ALSO, FEEL GLOOM/.BLACK MAN AND BLACK WOMAN, NAKED BARE..WITHOUT SEXUAL PROTECTION, PLAN TO HAVE SEX WITHOUT CARE.30 YEARS OF HEARING ABOUT AIDS..IRRESPONSIBLE SEXUAL BEHAVIOR IS BEING DISPLAYED.SHE KNOWS ,WITH LOTS OF WOMEN, HE HAS BEEN..BUT IGNORING THIS, THE SEX BEGINS..SHE TELLS HIM IN HER SUBMISSIVE VOICE..THE DECISION TO WEAR A CONDOM, IS HIS CHOICE..AFTER SEX, HE HAS GONE,OUTSIDE SILENT RAINDROPS FALL..INSIDE SHE IS ALONE, LISTENING TO THE LOUD TICKS AND TOCKS OF THE CLOCK ON THE WALL..

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 ..

I'm not sure why people can't come to terms Or won't come to terms with the necessity of forgiveness that comes with learning. It's learning to love every man where he is found. a man is not bound by his circumstances he is not hostage to his past. a man should learn from his ancestors so that he Doesn't have to look back. Referencing is required. It's like a map in time. You may have to walk the road more then once to commit it in your mind. Imagine us the Atlas. each man a different place. each man a different journey and no two journeys In time should be a raced. Imagine some roads rocky, other roads completely hilled some roads are on cliffs and some roads Are…

Last Mother's Day, my older son, Darryl Perry sent this to me. I don't think that he intended it to be poetic so much. Whatever the case, it was and is music to me every time I read it. I was once a talented seamstress and designer. I don't sew anymore, I traded my needles in for a pen, pencil, and paintbrush. Many years ago, I used my sewing to support my babies and myself as best as I could. You never know what your children see in you when you are giving all that you have to provide for them. As a single mom, I loved my babies more than life and Darryl's gift of words to me is more precious than gold. I hope that you find inspiration in his words. He is a gifted write…

Black Mothers Day, Black Mothers Day..Many Cards,Gifts And -Flowers For You On Display..For Them. We Demonstrate -Love,And Affection..Showing Our Love And -Appreciation..Their,Guiding Us,Education Not An Option,Strive -To Succeed.. Knowledge Should Be A Growing Need. Teaching- -Us,As We Are Growing And When We Are. Grown. Extra -Appreciation For Mothers Raising Children Alone..Our -Mothers,,Giving Us Inspiration..To Have Them As -Mothers,Is,Truly .A Blessing...

In. The. Streets. Just. Look. At. Them. . Barely. 20_ Young. Black ,,,Women .. High. Heels. Some. Wearing. Mini. Dresses. Mini. Skirts ,,Some. Wearing. Only. Lingerie. As. They. Walk. Creeping. By. In. ,Cars. At. Them. Men. Gawk .... Do. Their. Family. Know. They. Are. ,Out. There. ? Do. They. Have. Someone. That. Cares??? Do. They,,Think. About. The. Men. They. Lure? Rape. Murder. Do. They ,,Think. About. The. Danger. They. Could. Endure? Day. Or. Night. ,Or. In. The. Rain. Young. Black. Girls. Barely. 20_ On. The. Street,,They. Remain....

ROUND AND ROUND THE NEGRO GOES..LOOKING FOR A PLACE OF REST...NOWHERE CAN HE FIND THE PLACE.TILL HE JOINS THE ARMY WEST...THIS IS DUE TO LACK OF MIND.MIND WITHOUT A WILL THAT COUNTS...LET THE NEGRO THINK AS MAN..THEN FOR HIM THERE IS NO DOUBT....////.MARCUS GARVEY/////.

Outside. Cold. Winds. Blow. ..Trees. And. Streets. Covered , From. ,The. Falling. Snow. ..Inside. We. Are. Warm. ,Listening. To. Soul. Romantic. Music,,While. We. Embrace. And. Kiss. Beneath. The. ,,Mistletoe .....

THERE IS A GARDEN BY MOST PEOPLE UNKNOWN..IN THIS UNKNOWN GARDEN A CERTAIN PLANT IS GROWN..THE PLANTERS WHEN PLANTING IN THIS GARDEN,BY MOST PEOPLE ARE UNSEEN..THE PLANT GROWED IN THIS GARDEN,BLOOMS AND GROWS LIKE NATURES GREEN..THE PLANTERS IN THIS GARDEN,ARE PERHAPS, HERBALOGIST,BOTONIST AND FARMERS,MAKING SURE THIS PLANT GROWS.THOU THIS PLANT IS NOT EDIBLE ,LIKE CARROTS,APPLES OR POTATOES..THE PLANTERS MAKE SURE THE GROWING OF THIS PLANT,THE WEATHER DOES NOT SLOW.THOU THIS PLANT IS NOT A FLOWER,LIKE A VIOLET,TULIP OR ROSE..THE UNSEEN PLANT IN THIS GARDEN,IS COCAINE.DESTRUCTION,SELF DESTRUCTION IN BLACK COMMUNITIES, THE GROWERS WANT TO OBTAIN.THE UNSEEN GARDEN AND…

49th Day of ‪#‎BlackHistoryMonth‬: We lost world renown poet Ai on this day in 2010

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 …

SUNSHINE SPRING DAY, BUT THERE IS DARKNESS IN A GHETTO ROOM.A DRUG ADDICTED BLACK MAN,HIS REALITY IS GLOOM.HE LIES UPON THE FLOOR, IN SILENCE,AT THE WALLS HE STARES..THE BLACK DRUG DEALER ,LONG GONE,WITH OUT CARE.LOUD MOANS,NO WORDS SPOKEN FROM HIS TONGUE.HE IS ALONE,BUT HE HEARS A ENDING REFRAIN BEING SUNG.HIS, SOUL SETTING LIKE THE SUN, AMAZINGLY MORE DRUGS HE CRAVES.HIS ROOM LIKE A CELL, HE IS CONFINED AND ENSLAVED..INTO HELL THE DRUGS HAS HIM HURLED.SOON HE WILL LEAVE HIS DRUG ADDICTED GHETTO WORLD..

Sonia Sanchez Now Poet Laureate of Phillly From "Great Things Happ'nin'/ January 2012" Compiled and edited by Louis Reyes Rivera Louisreyesrivera@aol.com Sonia Sanchez Now Poet Laureate ============================= As of Thursday, December 29, 2011, Mayor Michael Nutter and the City of Philadelphia have installed West Philadelphia resident Sonia Sanchez as their first Poet Laureate. In his announcement, Mayor Nutter called Ms. Sanchez "the longtime conscience of the city." Throughout her vocation as such, the 77-year-old poet has geared her poetry as a tool for social activism during the culminating periods of both the Civil Rights and Black Arts move…

I'd finished speaking at an event in Atlanta, GA. I this young, tall, attractive woman stepped up to me and introduced herself as JonRenee. I was like whoa, what a nice surprise, and she even had a gift bag for me! That was such a nice gesture. Thank you so much for stopping by to say hello @JonRenee' you helped make an already good event even better. I have a lot of video from the First Reed Expo here in ATL. I'm meeting a bunch of really interesting writers with fascinating stories. I'll share more of this over the upcoming days.

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…

Respect. For. Black. Fathers. ,With. Their. Children. Have. Regular ,Communication....Providing. For. Their. Children. From. Love. And,,Concern. Not. From. Forced. Money. Obligation.....Black. Fathers,Teaching. Their. Children. To. Embrace. Learning,Black. History. ,And. Education.. To. Have. Purpose. And. Determination.....Fathers. Teaching. Their. Children. To. Have,Confidence. ,To. Achieve. And. Have. A. Positive. Destination...Black. Fathers. Teaching. Their. Sons. To. Respect. Black. Females,,And. To. Embrace. Kwanzaa. Principles. To. Have ,,A,,Unity. Community. Motivation.. Teaching. Their. Children. To,,Embrace. Black. Spirituality ,Not. Have. A. White. Jesus. ,…

ANOTHER DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING DAY IS APPROACHING NEAR.I IMAGINE,FROM THE SPIRITUAL BEYOND, THAT DR. KING COULD APPEAR..IN BLACK COMMUNITIES AND CHURCHES,DR. KING COULD WANDER AROUND US....OBSERVING HIS PEOPLE SELF ENSLAVED,AND IN A SELF GENOCIDE EXODUS..DR. KING WAS SPIRITUALLY STRONG AND PROUD.FOR HIS PEOPLE,EQUALITY AND CIVIL RIGHTS HE SPOKE LOUD.. SOUND OF THUNDER,HIS VOICE WAS SPIRITUALLY BECKONED. DR. KING'S RIGHTEOUS QUEST FOR CIVIL RIGHTS,BLACK PREACHERS AND LEADERS HAVE ABANDONED..MINDS AND SOULS WERE, STIRRED,FROM DR. KING'S I HAVE A DREAM SPEECH..SPIRITUAL GUIDANCE FROM DR. KING,BLACK PREACHERS DO NOT SEEK....BECAUSE OF PROFIT GREED,DR. KING'S HOPES,DREA…

Preachers Speak By Heaven They Are Anointed. But Upon The Pulpit They Are Self Appointed. Money Greed Within Them,Their Spirit Not Like The Sun Beaming. Church Offerings, They Have Plans Of Stealing.. Not Reaching Out To Those In Despair With Compassion.. Upon The Church Pulpit, They Wear Gold Chains,Diamond Rings And Their Suits Are Pimp Fashion. With Their Christian Eyes Not Seeing The Homeless In The Streets Along. The Poor ,Not Hearing Their Lament And Moan. Not Clothing The Naked, Making Sure The Hungry Is Fed. Within Them Their Charitable Spirit Is Dead.. . For Themselves, They Steal In The Name Of The Almighty...Not Trying To Uplift Those In Poverty...

IN CHURCH BLACK MEN ARE ON SUNDAY MORNING..AFTER THE SERMON,AND PREACHERS PULPIT DRAMA,WHAT ,VISIONS,IN THE MINDS OF BLACK MEN ARE FORMING/..DOES THE BLACK MAN HAVE HIS OWN BIBLE INTERPRETATION/..OR IS THE BLACK MAN LOST IN SPIRITUAL TRANSLATION/.BLACK MEN READING THE BIBLE, THEY SHOULD, THEIR OWN UNDERSTANDING THEY NEED TO OBTAIN..NOT EMBRACING THE PREACHERS RELIGIOUS THEORY,AND BECOMING SPIRITUALLY DEATAINED...

I was taken aback by the slight hint of cat urine in Mrs. Eels basement but honored at the same time. I took baby steps as I followed her down the stairs into his place where she would come and lurk at her beautiful things. The stairs didn’t creek or make any noise as old staircases would and they were clearly rotten or being eaten by the rats of my assumption. I don’t think the smell bothered Mrs. Eels because she never said ‘excuse the smell my dear.’ She never said it out of all the times she allowed me to be in the magical place of beautiful things. Mrs. Eels pulled a string that clicked when she pulls it and about 30 watts allowed us to see the fantasy and shine. T…

They say I don't look like an artist - what the hell does that mean? Are my nails too long? Are my hands to clean? Is it in my strike? Is it in my walk? Is it what I say? Is it the way I talk? Is it because I'm from the projects of upstate New York? So I had a few fights; Kicked a few asses...does that mean I don't look like an artist? Hey, I graduated with honors; got my degree. Is that what it takes for you to accept me? Oh, and I was a small time thief - vandalized my coaches care - but, I was also a hell of a... hell of a TrackStar. A Big Sister, computer programmer - I'm on top of my game! Still don't look like an a…

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…

After. Reading. A. Book. About. The. Underground. Railroad,Went. To,,Bed, Begin. To. Dream. With. Other. Black. People. I. Was. Standing. In. Line . On. A. Plantation. By. A. 1800's. Sign...Are. You. ,,,Ready. To. Travel. Your. Ancestors Past ? A. Black. Pullman. Porter ,,Did. Ask. ? Magically. Transported. Upon. A. Slave. Plantation. ,Wearing. Ragged. Clothes. Some. Of. Us. Wearing. Shoes. ,Some. ,,Bare. Feet We. With. Other. Slaves. Preparing. To. Flee.. In. The ,,Woods. With. The. Great. Harriet. Tubman.,She. Saying. Be. Silent ,,Be. Quick. Go. Forward. . As. She. Looking. Up. Following. The. ,,Drinking. Gourd. .Courage. ,Bravery. She. Did. Not. Lack . As. We,,Ex…

Men are taught often to show themselves vulnerable is to be weak.. many women have been in today's society is the less you show you care the more he will try to get you too see him standing there. So to not seem insane how does anyone know how anyone feels. We run to the same sex for comfort infear of frightening each other. We wear mask daily in relationships where we spirituality and mentally catfish one another. Mental health is the first think to consider but she won't notice his state of mind unless she is his sister. So to say 1 of ten of the females in his life will notice his struggle could be right. The one who show up in the mist of the challenge is probably the…

Christmas Jesus. Parade. Has. Begun. ...Carolers. Choirs. Marching. Bands. And. The. Jesus. Float. Comes. .On. The. Jesus. Parade. Float. White. Woman. With. A. White. Baby. ,,Black. Choir. Surrounds. Them. . Then. They. Joyfully. Loudly. ,Sing. Christmas. Christian. Songs. To. Him. .... ..

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