Our trials are sometimes the result of our denials to except reality/

The belief, that maybe I can manipulate the world around me to see what I see/

Childishly, following old rules and qualities/…

most sheeple are brainwashed mind controlled souls/seems like they are  on every corner of the globe/decieved by the images and rhetoric on the daily news/ josef mengeles plan extended far beyond the jews/extermination of billions in the near future/ blackmans hope is dead king named martin luther/famines and diseases still reign hot and heavy on the continent/population control #1 agenda for the first black president/genetically recessive people fearing for their lives/ genes unable to…

The era of martin and Malcolm have ended, our hope has descended, the

BPP have faded and thus were still waiting, for our piece of the pie,

long been denied, to survive one must cheat, steal and lie. Street

factions, tribe wars, dispute met with the sword, or spear, both bring

tears, evoke blood and fear, so you see what’s gwanin in the

motherland ain’t to different from here. Human greed sews the seed,

for the fields must bleed, the cash cow ever gluttonous, it…

Look at my face, peep the physique, a big black man I bet he's an athlete, a bouncer, a dealer or maybe you see former inmate 46t883. I bet the last place you thought was the library Now i get the gazes, the prolonged looks at me. Reading is disdained, like knowledge got us shook, our existence is a lie, I found truth in books. And I am not saying that vocab makes one legit, sublime works the same way as dope as shit. But reading is still stigmatized within my nation nice to see nothings…

I was born a human, a man in shape and form, yet for whatever reasons

my being draws scorn. Am I rude, abrasive, ignorant or smug, I guess I

m just depressed for my graves already been dug, it houses my

aspirations, my ideals, all I found sublime, they said the sky was the

limit, I learned the limit was the sky, I am a product of decisions

that were never mine, I was born African, made a nigger by design. Can

you empathize with a pain for which there exists no…

I'm standing on the corner of writers block

Trying to figure out where I parked my next thought.



Memory lane is congested

And I just can't seem to remember



Man I just had it a minute ago

It was cruising down poetic and turned onto spoken



Now words are just lost in translation



Maybe if I retrace my train of thought

that will put me on the right…

Many people have heard about the Treyvon Martin Case, but few really understand why so many people are unpset about it. Yes we all know the main key factor in this situation is race, This was a young black teen vs a 30+ year old Mexican man. Im not going to preach much on here but ii will have more to say about this case on a later date.

I’m just sitting here cherishing the sunshine

All the while anticipating the rain

Running from loss

Chasing the gain

Showing my strength and pride

Masking my pain

Holden of for dear life trying not go insane.

My thoughts trail off in dew like vapor.

If tranquility is steel.

Then anguish must be paper.

So what to do?

Embrace it or run from…

You are quick to say that when the tide gets

high, you struggle to get out because I leave

you to drown. You said that as if I was not

trying to call you, because you were going to

far. For I cannot swim; in water that deep.

Myself on the other hand drifted out loosing

my balance, going... going...gone...

I sank straight to…

“Out of every 100 men Ten shouldn’t even be there, Eighty are just targets. Nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the Battle. Ah, but the ONE, ONE is the WARRIOR, and he will bring the others back!” —                                                 -                                              Heraclitus

*Why have I such little faith?

* When these rough times make me blue?

* When I can turn to the one who calm the seas to always see me through?

*If I just reach out he’ll be there/

* No question! He will be there.

* The one who stills the waters rell us all

               “YOU’RE SAFE WITH ME”

I woke up next to you with a smile on my face. You looked me in my eyes and kissed my lips. You told me that I was a wonderful sight to see and caress my face. Running your fingers through my hair. You took your hands and wrapped them around my waist and pulled me close to you. You kissed me with so much desire. You kissed me from my head to my pussy and ate my pussy for hours until my legs locked around your head. You sucked my clit until I came and when I was done, you pried open my legs.…

Sweet nothings of true love whispered in the air.

Transpired into feeling of lust in my mind.

Heart racing kisses preformed by you only to interact with mines.

Hand movements and strong jesters began a new moment in time.

And a flower has bloomed called us that will forever live in my mind.

Images, touches, senses, words, are expressed between you and I.

And as the sun rises, I relive them as I wake next to him.

The waves of pain, anguish, and hurt smashes against violently against the Ship. The Sea of the World thrashes it’s wrath of joy,suffering, and broken dreams harshly on the deck. The Captain of the Ship should be me; however, the wheel spins out of control. The Sky is black and no sun in sight. The Light House is dim and faint. The Crew staggers around the deck to salvage what ever dreams they can. the members of the crew are every day people that enter the Ship of Life. Each one wanted to…

It shall never seem to pass. Those feelings of want and a need to be loved. The feelings of desire and hard core lust. Subjecting myself to self sadotage, in order to keep your spirit content and well kept. I am willing to do anything to keep next to me at night and to kiss me good-bye every day. It shall never seem to pass. Those feelings of insecurity and doubt. Those feelings of deceit and betrayol. Killing me mentally whenever I can not speak, see,or hear from you when I want to. Having…

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A Random Poem~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Destine to be all in one. Proclaimed to be that of greatness….. On the road full of mud and water. Traveling alone with ones self. Lost in translation and no sense of direction that leads to the entrance to the final destination. Bound by past spirits and old ways that have been left behind from a culture that is no more, yet I tend to find find myself wondering why I still follow the old ways…… One must suggest that I am nothing…

******************************Questions****************************

How do you say good-bye to someone that isn’t there? How do you learn to love when your heart is no where to be found? How do you trust someone, when you can’t even trust yourself? How do you avoid pain, when you always conflict it? How long will you continue to lie, when there is no reason for it? How do you stop the crying, whne there are no tears falling? How do you dream, when your mindhas no imagination? How do…