My mind is racing. I am sweating. Constant fluttering of my heart and the butterflies you gave me from the first day.

The story of my life.

I just want to be a creative soul.

They warned you don't go home with him. His guilty FEET will never DANCE again.

Reflection of the sinner's affection.

It was the weirdest thing. I heard his voice and instantly became aware to things I had previously missed. My senses became heightened and I smelled him from where I stood. Like I often do in my dreams. I greeted the tribe that raised this King and felt the love of my own. That was power. I kissed him. He kissed me. I went on to greet his best comrades with a holy kiss and hug. God's children are we. All day. Every day. As he came towards me I felt my heart began to speed up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I embraced him secretly never wanting to let go. So we kissed. Later on he felt me up like the blind reading brail. I lost myself in the amazement of love see because I could feel it. I could feel the emotion inside of these two beings and it sent chills up my spine. But verbage remained suppressed. Captive of pride. He stared into my eyes and I in his, as I fought back tears of joy. How could this be. How could a soul be the complete equal to mine. I'm afraid so I look away. He wrapped me up in his arms and slid his hand down to my ass. I caressed his sower. I missed you.

Dream on Dreamer

'I dont care if it is a dream, i've got to believe in something my love. what can i do, what have i got to lose? Ya know sometimes dreams do come true. Might as well dream.'

Slavery

Click the link below to see your government in action. Pigs.
http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhczWsX5pixtGavGKE

if you had one moment to seize everything you ever wanted...would you capture it?.
Don't choke.

the truth dont need no proof

You know how you think you like a song when your little, then go through some shit and that song has a whole new meaning when your grown.....well i do. Even if it ends today....aint no substitute for the truth.

Then keep your tongue from speaking evil and your lips from telling lies!
Psalms 34:13

Marley Festival......Celebration of Life.

I want my voice to be so powerful and influential, they have no choice but to off me. Respect.

My Poetry Debut

Here it is. My first time behind the mic in my pursuit of spreading truth, love, and vulnerability. Special thank you to everyone that has supported me thus far and gave me the courage to do this. My team, family, friends, and inspiration....I love you. I feel something like unstoppable =)

...my mind is filled with randomness

…and our men these days just as fragile as teacups
pinky fingers up planning parties with teacups
who gon step up and help the weak up
Devil’s right hand man, praising God when the week up
Wake up. Better yet speak up
Toughen the meek up, cuz we up
but we stuck
too busy giving a fuck about Keisha
Stand up, time to give the seat up
teachas, preachas
Let’s mold our black leaders
Fear when they meet us
I’m takin victory laps like the meet up
for the hatas i put the sheet up
Only the real will move.

they say the darker the berry, the sweeter the roots. i say the darker the flesh, the deeper the roots.
                                                             -Pac

Lost and Found

My heart began to feel heavy with the pounding
literal limitations sounding at the stroke of my own drumming heart.
see, i knew from the start of the unexplainable joy and the cup that runneth over from overpour of blessings indeed
no need to seek validity in the seed of sin
complacent within my own mind and my new found self
i remember these times.
the Holy and Divine that allowed me to beam rays of sunshine in the gloomiest hour
planting seeds unconsciously to the lost and tossed in the wind
that is the power.
but what is the measure of strength required to keep these treasures
sin is sure to invade the soul of the righteous.
the sex, pain, and pleasure is addicting
conflicting
relentless
I am a witness to the devil and an occupant of his playground
swinging to the ways of the world but continuously battling the conformity
Oh angels of the most high, who catch us when we fall
keep my knees from buckling
and keep my seed from suffering
to be continued....

love jones,
you light my fire. take me higher. to a place where i desire to live with you in eternity.
                                              -love

Woman.

Adam's rib.

POWER.

How do we transcend from the norm. From the earth. From this cycle. How do we face the reality that our fate is actually set by the structure of our society....until we choose to live. Complacency is what I am afraid of. Being sucked into this whirlpool of 9 to 5's and heartache.  I am determined to obtain the privilege to spread my wings. I want to show them off. Boasting with my chest out and my head held to the heavens. Simultaneously falling on my knees and giving my highest praise to the most deserved. Ambitions of a rider is likely. I cannot see beyond the horizon because my vision has no end. My soul has no depth, and my mind has no limit. Join me on this journey to freedom and leave behind the free doom offered by the intention of greed portrayed by our leaders. I accept the power that I have been given. Will you?

Liberated.

This is the first piece I wrote when I decided to get back into writing a few months ago. I ran into inspiration at the craziest moment in my life, so this is to you.

you inspire me to empower me.
to rise to mountaintops that not even the greatest discoverer could uncover
your intellect makes my body fire electrical synapses to my nerves
and my brain awake in the cold dark crevices that we never use
your words are soothing like a warm milk bath
your vernacular breaks my heart in half and allows the God given love to flow
and surround every living creature i meet
you are political
never cynical
most importantly spiritual
you are the ying to my yang the bing to my bang
the very light that illuminates my heart
your presence is followed by a positive energy that shocks me from the follicles of my head to the soles of my feet
you never hesitate to educate the millions
i reach you teach
your beauty has no limits and your wisdom flows live a never ending stream
I stand in amazement at the maze you have created in my head
you fill me up to be all that i can be like a soldier on the front line
now im back to the front line...
you inspire me to empower me.
i am LIBERATED.

For 2009

This was something I wrote back in 2009. I was in the midst of valley at this time. I just want to share my past with you. Enjoy.

im a beast
im a dog
im a slave to the page in my rhyme book and all that good shit
mind steady racin tryin to keep up with the way the world turns
heart pounding, stomach dropping where does the time go
where has my mind went
why does my soul show
i am lost so i live life through another identity
that of the worlds
when will this darkness turn to light
when will these scars heal and when will these times pass
i look out of this dirty window and into my own eyes
im just like them
the music. the weed.
matter of fact just blame this on the alcohol
wait on me to run this footrace with the weight of the world on my shoulders
wait on me to crawl to tha wall on the other side
where the grass is greener
wait on me
but until then pass me the weed. the drinks and turn up my music....
ima beast
ima dog
ima slave to the page in my rhyme book and all that good shit

Ain't nothin wrong with dreamin.

 Nights that I cant remember...

With the people that I won't forget...

Dream on dreamer.

You call yourself a real bitch...that's a real shame.

A moment in time.

At this very moment I am experiencing true confusion and a sort of ambivalence. It's Friday, I ain't got no job, but I know I got shit to do! But I can't help but feel as though I need to be still. I actually wouldn't mine going to church at this very moment, going "home" and figuring out what it is I need to sacrifice because right now, in this moment, I am living for my own pleasures. Maybe I should read the "Book of Life" to stay ahead of this nursing game, or maybe I should go to the gym so that I can be acceptable in the eyes of others, maybe I should just go home and sleep. Sleep away these privledged hours that God blessed me with to love and experience moments in life. My ambivalence has turned to frustration. So again I ask, what am i supposed to be doing at this moment in my life? Maybe this is it.