Humble Beginnings

Contrary to what you may see and believe…I come from humble beginningsMy life hasn’t always been flowers growing and birds singingBut more of a trying upbringing, filled with tears and broken promises “Whats humble?”I will gladly tell you HumbleIs growing up in a house with 3 people, and having only enough money to make one meal a week and make it last… praying that the cornbread rises because we...

Old Flame Emotion

Have you ever thought about an ex? Or even have an ex as a friend? My feelings are all over the place Even more as the day progress Trying to figure out this conundrum That drifts back to a romance blossom, An old flame, from a wilted candleAncient emotion has risen into temptation Wrapped me up in a silent vow And makes me forget here and now, Despite all the hurry all around Little details sit...

Elevators

The elevator of life ElevatorsA convenient wayTo reach our destination. The elevator of life howeverIs not as convenient or simpleAs up is down the path of delusion,And down looks up toward awareness.The open door button is the negativity that you let into your life,Thus ruining the insidesThe close door button represents your pride,How you wouldn’t let everyone see through you at risk of being seen...

She

She… Is a beautiful black woman who knows what she wants out of life A beautiful head upon positive shoulders A sister, friend, aunt and inevitably…a wife That is what she is She… Is constantly physically and even metaphorically portrayed as a, Scantily clad façade of pride who is only appreciated more, when she takes off less When approached my men, she knows they are thinking about how...

Tribulations of Life

In this dog-eat-dog world that surrounds us We sometimes brake down and fall We try too hard to satiate the approval of all And sometimes we feel that those who stand above us Can make us seem unimportant and small So we begin to tremble under the weight of the problems that, like a paperweight, holds us down We maintain a smile on the outside but that smile is really a concealer to our frowns And...

Scars

I’m sick and tired…..Of people staring at me as if I have a red stain on my white shirt and not in my eye in respectBut what can you expect when you have visible scars?When the first thing people do among first glance…is stare at your forehead…My first impression is to question your maturity,but what gives me the authority to not act normallyWhen what is just a blemish is now my biggest insecurity.Oh...

Why

Why? I sit here Pondering, thinking to myself Why? Yes…that is a vague question and a Satirical subject with a plethora of predicates So how would one go about answering this type of question? I will try and I won’t be too delicate Why? Do we live in a society where our role models are those who speak false truths Modern day coons, who instead of wearing black face have tattoos… Who...

Mindset

Marching onward and searching forwardAs I look toward the future while dwelling on the past,I realize that it is hard to think about the futureWhen you still retain remnants from the fallen sands in the hourglassI constantly think about what this life has to give and already given to meI try to conquer all obstacles, missed opportunities and endless possibilities that make it hard to live.And I realize...

Scars

I’m sick and tired…..Of people staring at me as if I have a red stain on my white shirt and not in my eye in respectBut what can you expect when you have visible scars?When the first thing people do among first glance…is stare at your forehead…My first impression is to question your maturity, but what gives me the authority to not act normally When what is just a blemish is now my biggest insecurity....