Knowledge and wisdom birthing a soul's understanding: be moved by the truth of my heart.
Friday, June 1, 2012
Book Review #1: All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes by Maya Angelou
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Goodbye. Again.
To lie with you here is to deny myself of my heart’s true desire: to be loved
Deprived of my soul’s truth once before, I offer my condolences as I can no longer lose sight of my future intentions with you any more
Shall I die of regret or live with ease is the question upon my night’s star
From afar, I shall remember your kind words, forward thinking, gentle touch and charismatic nature
Ever will the thoughts of your crown dwindle in my mind
Upon my wishes I hope there to be another knight whose charm surpasses yours
As your winds blow, I’ve encountered wisdom from the ancestors warning me to be free of the dream that shall be interrupted abruptly by reality
To live without consciousness of what really exists undeniably relinquishes freedom of peace
For the safety of one’s predictable manner loses its value when trampled with the consequences of unwitting desire
The challenge I have, to be womanly in my deeds and commit to the actions that will fulfill this deed, is the strength that I long for
To stay in this position is to buy land that never prospers for the lack of foundation built upon its soil
Options of alternative measures come infinitely but to live beneath what one wills is to live wanting
I’d cherish this moment more in the future if by chance I am granted the serenity to accept what will be from what was always wanted
If ever I were to have an heir I’d fully expect that she not relinquish her duly cause to the inferiority of settled comfort
Though unseen in near distant there have been mountains to rise where there once were plains
Believing otherwise is to live in fear of the potential that one has to create the existence that they wish to see within the suffering of our current conditions
I challenge the jewels of which I attain to be of example to that which otherwise relates to be nothing
For if I do not embark upon this challenge with the courage of mine own, then at what point do we reign over that which is known and conquer that which was always purposed to be
It has been recorded that at moments elders crossed paths with angels, forbidding them loss of memory and wisdom gained
Yet, upon the trying of the concept, soaring, each angel has returned to its onward position
I say, to you, as I bid farewell, that I will once have known some parts of your soul
As the piece of the puzzle that has no part in making the picture imprecise, I move forward with the element in my right hand
In the palm of my influence shall you be remembered, from a far
To have known you has been the pleasure of my soul’s affections
I must go now, for to lie with you here is to deny myself of my heart’s true desire: to be loved
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Black Men Live
I turn on the news to find two men talking about a new book called "Is Marriage For White People?" They ask the questionm should black women should settle for the current state of black men, since , supposedly, the black man's condition isn't ideal for marriage. This black author is asking black women to give up on finding a black man to avoid being in a bad relationship. I think the aurthor, Ralph Richard Banks, doesn't serve the God I do. I teach black men every day, because instead of giving up on black men, I breathe life into them.
A poem I wrote in honor of the black men that I will never lose faith in
"Black Men"
I went to three places and saw my men behind
Behind the cooking counter
Behind the storage unit
Behind the dumpster
Behind
My men shine
And work again to rule the land
They are the kings that gave her birth
Behind the desk, my men, they build
I hear God through my men’s cries
“I am a leader “
“I am the leader”
“My community is my mission”
“I am more than a statistic”
The princes’ calls are my peace
The bone
The beginning
My men are the revolution
Shall not they die
They are our future
Together, we conquer
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Fuel
I try to use my debit card, but the machine isn't running. Running in the store, I feel silly for being so nervous. I relax as I have a friendly conversation with the cashier. He says it is supposed to get very cold tonight..(I wonder if that means that I won't have work.. In the south, when it gets too cold, we like to stay home...Or at least I do.)
I noticed a man on the side of the building. He was just standing there with no place to go. I wanted to save him. As I fueled up, the man before my eyes reminded me that I can go anywhere because I have a car with a powerful engine. I call her Honey. We speak in silence.
At the gas station, where I hold weapons tightly, I am inspired to drive.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Born: Identity

I is he
His actions are my reflection
I stir in his direction
If I is you
And you’s a fool
Then I’m the fool that lose
The most
I is, is who you are
From dirty clothes to busted cars
I’m the gas that consumes your ass
Ready to die
Lost: she cries.
Who am I, if I am he
Thought I would never not be a she
Until she opened herself to he
She once had identity
If she is I,
But I am you,
Then someone’s left with out a clue
Of who she is
That walks with he
A reflection of nothing. Plain. Empty.
If she can breathe
I’ll take her hand
Tell her she is more than just a man
If I am you
And you are me
Let’s hold hands
And set her free
I am you
You are me
Together forever: we.
Monday, October 11, 2010
U Turn
If my flow is approaching a halting existence, my wheels turn.
Ill ride it out til the end in the right direction.
But, I must find the way.
The GPS is the new skool phase.
My old soul still thrives from southern ways.
Commercial appeal tells you where to go.
Figured out they only think that know what they know.
The power of the people is lost in our minds.
We worry instead of watching God’s eyes.
My rhythm is steady, rolling with the universe.
Stretching every bone to break man’s curse.
Tear down the people with wine and starvation.
Have hungry eyes approaching damnation.
Give me a sign, tell me to hold fast.
Dreams deferred shall come to pass.
Follow and Listen as the wind gives you signs.
Reach out your hand for brothers every time.
A bondservant is humble, loving and kind.
The values we bury with darkness in mind.
The power of the people is lost in our minds.
In shambles, we are reckless.
I stress this.
In and out of my head I search for a solution.
Allow my people to overcome the illusion.
Tear us from confusion.
Allow knowledge, courage and confidence to bridge the fusion.
Single mother’s; depressed.
Drug addict. Incest.
No more.
We are queens, not whores.
I make u turns.
Life’s halts don’t exist.
No stopping.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
2010 BET Awards: Music Mattered Tonight!!

Everyone was on their A game. Jada Pickett rocked a vicarious glow. A beautiful 13 year old blew the roof down with her rendition of Alicia Keys’ “Fallen.” Trey Songs even sang a clean song!!!!
BET did an awesome job reminding us that Music Matters! My soul was filled by the presence of so many great artists. To see the gifts of great artists like Michael Jackson and Prince proves that if great music lived then, it shall never die.
Chris Brown’s tears are evidence of the affect that one man’s creativity can have on the entire world. He definitely won back points tonight. The “I disappointed you one time. I won’t do it again. I promise” line was a good touch. Chris’ publicist will be proud!
Alicia Keys stole Beyonce’s normal shine tonight. She topped it off with showing that she is sexy, pregnant and engaged all on top of the piano. Write about that YBF!
Diddy-Dirty Money: great performance, minus the fact that the girls were absolutely silent. I won’t talk about how I think he is conceited and is a slick owns those girls and guys. What are their names, again? I wouldn’t know!! All I see is D-I-D-D-Y!!!! I’ll let that slide only because I want to be positive.
Ok!!! Wait!!! One more.. Nicki Minaj was definitely rocking today. She is quite a character. Beautiful too. I don’t know how I feel about her acceptance speech explaining how she does this for the women. I mean, if you realized what you were actually teaching the women of tomorrow, you wouldn’t do half of the things that you do. Would you? But, that’s a completely different blog post about the portrayal of the African American woman as sex icons. I won’t continue to elaborate on how Nicki Minaj only affirms those stereotypes, in turn causing our girls to think that they have to fit into the ‘barbie doll’ image to be beautiful. Moving on….
Can I add that Eminem, an adoptive member to the black community, definitely did his thing with his performance!? I’m not afraid to take a stand because of his words. (Ok.. Actually, I wasn’t afraid before, but I know he is trying to encourage others to move, so I want to support that.) I appreciate his honesty about battling addiction and overcoming pain. Keep speaking it!!
The new artist spotlights were an original touch. The innovative lyrics were comforting. It felt good to see that real artists still do exist. My Pandora account is dying to add a station from someone whose reign was after the 90’s. (Lauryn Hill is about the latest artist I can do. Ok, I can also get down with Jill, Alicia, India, Chrisette and Corrine, but I was trying to make a point!)
BET definitely left me feeling like I have some work to do. We have to use our gifts towards uplifting our community. It is time to not only have money and sex on our minds but to be filled with humanitarian efforts that extend across the world to end the vast neglect of our people. John Legend, winner of this year’s humanitarian award, challenged us to stand up for decreasing poverty and ensuring that ‘our’ children receive a quality education.
Educational leaders that were recognized such as a veteran teacher from Missippii and Geoffrey Canada, leader of Harlem’s Children Zone, Inc. helped viewers to get a glimpse of the immense need there is of advocates for our children’s success. They need our help in aiding America through an educational reform that will allow all of our children to read on grade level, increase their critical thinking skills, go to college and revolutionize the world.
The 2010 BET Awards spoke change. It definitely reminded me of why I love being black. I’m so glad that we dodged the awkward moments when you just want to cover your face from the embarrassment that our people can sometimes cause our entire race. The BET Awards have previously been the ground for those memorable, yet horrid moments. Tonight, most moments were ones to be proud of.
Finally, I shout out my girl Queen Latifah, who not only revealed the evolution of a persevering black professional through her theatrical performances and outfits, but also because she represented with poise how beautiful black really is!
Bravo BET!!! I know you will give at least 12 encores this month.
Alright after show! The celebs get real real when you get behind the curtain. Gotta love it.