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Poetry

“Happily Ever After”

In my mind I can see your eyes,
They tell me the truth through your lips’ lies,
They want me to love you and protect you loyally,
Fight for you, smile and cry with you, treat you like royalty,
They see into my soul, I see into yours,
They know that I will, you’re so worthy to fight wars for,
They’re searching, looking, hoping I’m real and true,
I close my eyes, mine could never reveal how I feel for you,
The truth is in my touch, my arms, my hug and my laughter,
Trust me, come with me to happily ever after.

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Poetry

“Battlefield Love”

Some say Love ain’t a game, but I say otherwise,
otherwise how do you explain all these dang lullabies,
“Does he give you butterflies and cause your blood to rise?”,
“Did he find your glass slipper, does he have the perfect color eyes?”,
It’s a lullaby, it puts many to sleep as they recall
The story in their head each night they weep a waterfall,
It’s hard on women no doubt, there’s no denying,
Men get broken in five ya’ll expect us to keep on fighting,
On a battlefield too many wounds a loss of blood then there’s a death,
It’s a mess, You keep drainin my heart of the love there’s nothing left,
All of the good aren’t too wise cuz we’re sadly killed,
Maybe you’re right, Love ain’t a game it’s a Battlefield.

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Poetry

“How Come, Why is it?”

How come I gotta be so tall,
Why is it I hit my head on everything & people assume I play basketball?
How come I can’t always just be myself,
Why is it some folks look at me and think I wanna be someone else?
How come high school had to be so much hell,
Why is it adults dissed my mom for always bein gone but never offered help?
How come they can’t get that plank out their eye,
Why is it their kids are havin kids and they’re always justified?


How come when I leave voicemails you don’t return the call,
and when you do you talk 5 minutes and then rush me off?
Why is it they call themselves my friend,
don’t you see how far backwards I always bend?
How come I’m so difficult with folks,
then I get upset when they don’t fulfill my hopes?
Why is it I have such big dreams and expectations,
and try to explain it to folks with no imagination?


How come I can’t find a job,
then take matters in my hands, make it worse and forget that he is God?
Why is it now that I’m saved people think I’m lyin,
but the gang of bloods and crips I used to hang with accepted who I am,
How come tomorrow always looks better from afar,
and when tomorrow becomes today I look away cuz the rain is hard,
Why is it I grew up hatin who I was,
I acted different from my blood, they didn’t accept me much but at least my mama never judged.

How come I can’t be old with most my life behind me?
I could be like 90, old & wrinkled with my wifey, when hip hop will be old timey,
No, cuz then life would blow right by me,
and I’d forget givin my wife a 3 carat diamond.
Why is it I always thought that I would die young,
Until Pastor Greg brought mad truth from the roots of Jerusalem.

How come I spoke in high school and got a standing room ovation,
but at home even psychiatrists couldn’t help our bad communication,
Why is it that it felt like everyone else had a head start,
When all I wanted was new clothes and shoes that didn’t bark,
How come I was so greedy growin up,
I guess without God, “It” is never enough.

Why is it that my father rarely came around,
That’s alright now, cuz I got more dads than I can count,
How come when a hurt begins to heal, God shows another wound,
He & I share a little secret that we’ll let you in on too,
Everything tried to kill us, but nothing could destroy us, we’ve been destined from the womb.

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Poetry

“Timidity”

I remember your voice, you called my name then bounced in a week,
Was it a hoax or were you even looking for me?
I ran as quick as I could, I must have spooked you,
Scare too easily, we didn’t get from “black to blue”,
A fact it’s true that you bring smiles and tears,
Meanwhile I’ve been in exile for years,
Unlock me, I need to breathe the beauty of hearts mending,
Ideals bending with the feel of heaven descending,
A glance, a look, a smile and a heart is took, tooken and taken,
Flowers, candy and soft words of affirmation,
Walks with interlocked hands and deep conversation,
Cuddle to a movie, now beauty has me shaking with palpitations,
Alas, instead I’m shaken with miscalculations,
Despondent amid all my hearts frustrations,
You’ll call for me again and I’ll carefully take your hand,
Just maybe… perhaps Love is as scared as I am…

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Poetry

“Snooze”

Long walks, gentle talks,
Step outside your little box,
Knees weak, lips on cheek,
Listening to soft whispering,
Losing pride, eyes wide,
Can’t speak I’m tongue tied,
Music plays, bodies sway,
My heart is dancing on display,
Vague plans, holding hands,
You’re the only one who understands,
Rainy weather, not forever,
Face it all with us together,
Phone rings, my heart stings,
Now I’ve woken from my dreams.

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Poetry

“I Hate The Door”

I hate the door that lets people leave,
it opens and closes with such grace, such ease,
I hate the floor that catches their footsteps,
worn walkway concealed their creaks while I slept,
I hate the air that didn’t give them breath for “good-bye”,
no tearful hugs or deep meaningful look in the eyes,
I hate the 5 seconds it takes them to forget,
my name and my face must fade so quick,
It gets old, and makes it hard to get close,
because I hate that it’s the ones I care for the most.

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Poetry

“The Process”

Let me let go of the things this person said,
hurt people hurt people, I understand it in my head,
but my heart won’t accept it, it only hears rejection,
now everyone’s suspected of making a similar impression,
not fair to them to be accused of a crime not committed,
but my heart pushes out and says they would’ve did it,
Shadows & Light dance to the rhythm of life,
my pillow soaks to the rhythm of “why?”,
finally, it took months before I could even cry,
the process has begun one day I’ll see a better night,
the veil of my soul has been drawn aside,
a King is here to slowly restore his peace,
He speaks in my language, next to me He weeps.

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Poetry

“Cupid”

Smooth skin, a breathless glance,
my world spins when we touch hands,
soft hair, soft heart, soft face,
a thousand moments in your soft embrace,
a heart lost, a beauty found,
my feet have lifted off the ground,
your eyes are kind with endless beauty,
your melodic voice is calm and soothing,
your very presence keeps my heart moving,
a day of beauty, this must be all Cupid’s doing.