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  1. Do I kill you when I take your life? Or do I kill you when I still your future, These are tangible questions, that people of color ask every day. Is life lacking a future more than existence without breath, do we breathe when we are being choked out of a dream or a hope, because as we roam these roads that are paved with the blood of the colored individuals, we realize we have only learned to cope. We say we are free and equal, when freedom and equality are bridges that seldom meet, so many man made rules that were created to rule and decide my fate. Freedom was not ever free just check out the militaries death rate. Equality comes 2nd in comparison, for your so called equality many a mother had to give up a son, these men that battle for us never heard the words, I think we won. Because did they win? and at the cost of what? one man’s pride like a chest game played and not one of your sons lay in a shallow grave, but he can’t pull his cell phone out, but she doesn’t rule the world because she had to fight just for her presence to be allowed. We question politics but never read the rules, call the planning ridicules when my fight wasn’t even with you. So, did I kill you way before you were born. Did I trap you in a place where the shade of your skin could bring you harm, No I didn’t think it threw. The moment that I taught you to not value your worth, that was the moment that I killed you. Miss-educated isn’t to know, but I thought you knew..
  2. 1. Reading, understanding, knowledge acquired is not really knowing the magnitude of dreams not realized because the spark was put out, before the flicker could catch on fire. Be sympathetic to the appraisal that was born to ignite the desire’s eye, because there is a turning to reach the yearn of the creative thought that must fly. Your interpretation of my awareness will have you wondering why the lies, it was because my soar frightened those setting still, simply put they feared I’d pass them by. Looking down to contemplate the rational that sends fear threw to the core f us. We fear the up look afraid the shine will harm our eyes, we want the work from the penthouse view but we fail to understand the nature of the mentality so we question the resolve of the man in charge, to know he did what he needed too. Knowledge does not negate the work, understanding it has its sacrifices’ should levitate must of the hurt. Some make it look so easy to work in that successful grace, but never forget the life’s we lost, they stood their ground so you could move at own your pace. We hardly look back but fear looking up when the prize is not before us, it is to keep your eye to the sky because God’s mercy arrives every morning with the son (sun) and whether you can see it or it sits behind a cloud, it is still in the heavens and if you peace be still, can hear the words, Yes you, you are my child, seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
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    One Race

    Race there is but one, we all dwell here on this place we named earth, we all inhabit her nooks and crannies while she hurts, she cries out as she is being pulled apart at the seams as she is lost by the occupants that live as tenants of a population that fights a single dream, which is A single race of people is what we are, yet we battle for supremacy only inflicting pain, and the world bears the scars. We all are in pursuit of the same things like, our right to breath, we all have the same dreams, and we all have the selfsame needs, We need to be necessary and we need to be loved. We are a nation of people trying to be detached from the above. We are a tribe that longs to be understood. These rules they divide God’s children, when nothing on this world should. However, it is difficult when you are taught from birth to death that a shade of skins will determine the outcome of your life, determine your worth, tell others your destiny; we know that it is not right. When hate is publicized and egged on and hope is ostracized and forgiving becomes the sin, and we say hell no to compromise. When up is down, and down is up and good goes straight to hell, how do we bridge that gap? What will this lesson tell? We all are residents chasing down the battle to be in control, failing to realize that control is a indescribable illusion that embraces the status quo, the competition is not for me to be better than you, we do better when we fight in pairs, that number starts at two, then comes three and four. When we find what we have in command and fall to our knees to pray it is when we learn that we are more alike. As human’s we are the same. One Race
  4. The Side effects of living, there are more than words can convey. Living comes with so many unanswered questions. There are many things to say. Just to contemplate them all brings on monumental stress. The right to breath is a consequence in the moment you are born. We crawl walk and somehow begin to run, it is the hit or miss in life’s torrid tropic storms and I am not speaking to the crusade but to the description of the excursions aftermath. While I am observing the side effects then I ask myself am I prepared for any of that, so what is that; but loving, opening your mind, hoping for real beliefs, foregoing the sublime, the exhale and the inhale coupled with the rising norm. Where the oblivious is the portrayal that cradles what we fear will do the most harm, coughing and sweating, to lack taste or the ability to see, it is confusion at its greatest so not clear to me, to push us and pull us, check my pulse, and ask how we feel. Blotchy skin, red swollen eyes, and are we able to hear, rapid heartbeats, racing thoughts, irrational thinking, are but a few, these are the side of effects of living, and they all accompany my thoughts of you. Tears and chaos, moments owned and then released, shaky hands and concrete heavy feet, constipations of the heart, with diarrhea of the mind, sitting up while standing it makes no sense half the time, it is was medically a remedy of all I thought should be a side effect of living, but am I living when I can’t breath?
  5. 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 to heel was a facility to the pain, which was real. Your pledge an oath told to the old that promised fairytales to the very young, was the contract that promised mystic retreats had me rethinking the pact that you had made with me. So many decisions were made back then and I was amazed you consider me a friend. I guaranteed you me at the cost of them, not contemplating the contract end. The resolution was supposed to bring me peace of mind but is was only affirmation of a kinder time when you could feel me in the breeze of the night and the vows we made said we’d be alright. Yet reality has a way of creeping in with no assurance of where ties begin. It is only a burden when duty pressures an engagements end, and the arrangements made were to consider the obligation of a lifelong friend. Never the less, here we sit hand in hand with the future untold. We considered the undertaking that was pressed upon us, and welcomed the moment we both got old. The memories that we would never rewrite because in the commitment we learn to fight. Those fights made us bold, and in them we learned to stay beyond the words and pain, the commitment to the future that we never thought we’d see, still makes me think this way. A committed friend.
  6. 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 children of God give the best gifts or will we fall to our knees and pray unity into the presence of a day designated for peace love and prosperity. When will we turn to God and praise his spirit in, I drove to work as the morning seem to be crying with the rain, so many dread a day meant to ease the strain, so many get missed not because they are not important but because God can’t be seen, and with the lies that mask the truth this days loses what it truly means. So many religions come into play, so many blaspheme on this important day, so many know better than the things they say, but they keep the lies going any way, This is more than like a dance craze. Jesus has gotten lost, his purpose encased in a worldly haze and with the mention of salvation, we Christians stand around as if we are amazed. Amazed at what we allowed, we let them take this day and pushed the truth of the season into a cloud, then when another falls to the ground unless the pain affects us directly we just stand around. I am not sure whom this makes sense too, to those that complain or to those who refuse to push the truth. The truth is, in us, GOD should be seen on every day, we may have a day but the build up to Christmas should be in the moments we pray. the times we fall to our face, the nights we wrestle with the spirits till fears fades away, the mornings God greet us to the promise of greater days and then on Christmas the family unites so those that don’t know him, so they can see his presences in a greater way. When we get back to what truly works, then those that watch in silence will understand peace on earth, till we teach the truth of all things they will walk with blinders on because we sit in silence afraid to offend even when it is obvious things are wrong. We say what is good is bad and what is bad is good, we confuse those that wonder when the word of God is more than misunderstood. God said the truth is here to set you free and we should take back Christmas, remove the lies that come to confuse. Remind the world of the true meaning, tell the world the good news that Jesus was born so that we could live again. he sacrifice himself so we could walk free of sin, he came to bring an example, speak truth and above all, he came to free us so we could go to the father, the greatest gift was the reason Jesus Christ was called. Merry Christmas He is the reason Tell Some One……….
  7. 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 sleeping that too brings me joy. I look at what was knowing I've Grown. I thank God for the quiet and peace and just sit all alone. Dedicated to my daughters
  8. 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 crazy, a whole lot of creative mixed in with a small amount of lazy? Do you love my attitude or style, what do you love. So before we venture into this conversation again, please read this before you use those words because I am reserving them for my very best friend. I love you
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    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 at a glance. The forward gesture with the backward drift where right is wrong, and a compromise the very wish. The nightmare that is cultivated becomes the dream of tranquility in the occasion created the bustle of a culture not often seen. Balance: the good and bad, the happy, the sad, joy and pain, the yin the yang. The beginning again only to know that it all comes to an end., enemies soon becomes friends, we open our eyes just to close them again, but balance so uncomfortable to us but really beyond Jesus what else can we trust balance..
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    The door

    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 brick the door up. Some doors are beautiful to be seen. The art work that was invested has one wondering if to just open the door what there would be, and as the door opens the things that are found have you wondering if the emptiness inside was silently yelling out loud and then the crushed door that looks like it was kicked down. The hinges are missing and the glass is broke out. The door that is hanging on by a thread. It is the very door that gets passed like it owes the world this great debt. The door that is worn and the come in sign hangs to the left, you’d never dare venture for fear of the dread, yet this door is simply less appealing because of much use, it is only uninviting when considering the view. Nevertheless when it is opened the story’s it tells are magic, the words on the wall are written in grace, everything concerned just finds it place but we walk right by this door every day, passing judgement because it doesn’t appear to entered would be safe, We look for the door, which is that way of escape. When we enter to walk the road less traveled we learn to open the door most used is the only way. He Is door
  11. 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. Reality and truth are far from best of friends, one man’s truth can brings another man’s reality to an end. Reality is determined in the very place that you stand and as you change your direction so will the truth as we understand. We see, think and decide that we know what to do, we base some simple principles on what we think is truth, but the truth for some is a noose about the neck, it keeps them in the dark where reality can’t be met. Someone is yelling, their perceptions into the night, not contemplating the outcome, who cares if it’s wrong or right, slightly changes words to history as it is told, taking for granted because no one is left who knows how the story really goes. So we perceive what we believe as the truth in modern times. We look for the words but they’ve been compromised, they wrote us out of the stories and rewrote themselves in the staring roles. they fractionized our existence and decided what we’d know. they took away our systems in an attempt to control our flow, well is it time that we took our stories back, taking control of our perception is where we will start, teaching the future generation just what they should know, so they understand that we are Gods greatest works of Art. It starts in us realizing it is in the way we view each other and the way we worship God as well as the way we react to their falsifying our royalty, and we all do this out of love. Changing a perception won’t be a simple task yet we must begin someplace and to start is all I ask.
  12. there is no indication of where she picked up this behavior, she is racist because of her chose of action but who is to say she didn't pick up this idealism in school or family, you are jumping to conclusion without fact. not must people weather they believe or not or even white. So many are full of hate of all cultures, we can not omit ourselves from the self hate we have as a people. the bitterness and confusion about who we are. A lot of the choices of the generations we have parented are showing as a people we are at best ignorant, they watch the real Housewives of Atlanta and Basket Balls wives, Green Leaf and Empire, for those with experiences limited to what they will see, they never see the reality of me and the culture I represent. and we buy into this fallacies, we promote it, they are insecure because of the man that is currently playing POTUS today. Must of this hatred stems from fear, the music of today promotes fear, what they glamorize about our people on TV promotes fear, we can't begin to hold anyone responsible for our situations until we take responsibility for our situations. what are we protecting, for the must part they are mimicking us, We need to start off protecting us from one another, joining each other, promoting and patronizing one another, They expose the criminal, they uplift the rule breakers, we can change that as a people of color. but we will complain making no obvious change. saying this child is racist gets us were. this conversation is mute if we aren't making a move.
  13. 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 you are is making me want to run away. Eventually you will come to find that there are things in life far meaner then I will ever seem. When you look back on your childhood it will seem like such a dream, so what is meaner than a parent? Let’s talk about your very first, like tent, no I mean rent. The bus dang I meant car payment, bills, groceries, bosses, friends spouses, oh I got off the topic of this conversation. Okay we will revisit this subject when your 25 and can re-evaluate the situation. You’ll probably think then, she wasn't as mean as she seemed to be, but you’ll have moved away from home and now we will use that room for AIR BNB
  14. 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's an ethical thing, not an experimental thing. We as woman are naturally attracted to one other. It is actually how we become friends. How we form bonds that are called sisterhoods and this is determined by commonality, it’s in today’s vernacular said sister of another mother. If you can remember that far back when we as girls at a particular age actually disliked the opposite sex all together, yes it’s normal. These are who we refer to when speaking B-B-F best friends forever. Young girls should not only be taught but, learn to love the female part of them. Nothing is more beautiful than a girl that flows into herself. she blossoms from within. Femininity should be treasured; so when masculinity come into the equation, the balance is understood. The two that twain as one was a journey as we stepped through each phase of each ones memory of childhood. Now there was a time where growing up was transparent to say the least yet now we must provide strong examples of healthy male female relationships that others desire to exemplify, which is in essence of what we want them to see. I wanted a man at a time just like dear old dad, or to be sitting old like my grandparents enjoying every moment had. I just don’t want them to think it's not normal for females to interact. Everyone is going so far to the left that women seem to torture one another and that is just as harmful as the latter, and it’s just an awful way for women to act. So think it through. What are we teaching them to be. We lose more to that perceived because they get lost in the illusion of what the natural eye can’t see. Which is when women unite as sisters we can change reality we can uplift one another set the lost mind free. It is this very reason they separate us because they fear our unity, so they pit us against each other, they dread our harmony.
  15. 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, and a hustle is a hustle. I work 8 to 5, but my work is a hustle so they got two jobs to survive, We sell ourselves short when we lose compromise, and when Obama told Michelle he'd be in the White House someday, I see a woman that had to hold on tightly because that should have, as he is a black man had her running away. So yes, if they want what you got they will do what they must. A hustle or job it shouldn't matter to us. So yes is my answer. A friendship that begins with understanding and ends with love.
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