THE FINAL DAY OF BHM..WHAT DOES IT MEAN

Here lays the boxes of our

of ancestry, bodies rediscovered

pulled up & given a new

prospective as..a momument in honor of

THE SLAVES

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Sista Maya Angelou

shows in support of

Our slaves

burial ground

lines of

people are

standing waiting to

enter the burial ground

of SLAVES in midtown

Manhattan

\K//i\\[n]g//s\/ WHAT DOES THIS WHOLE

THESIS MEAN???

VERSE

Let me

arrive...Awakening..

year after year..the elect..

come..raise awareness..

reminder of what

was so non-controlled..

pinned down..

naked as the waves BECAME

motionless 2 order where flesh..

lays out in formation..

I am bought..w/careless doubt...

to connect..what brutally

manage the souls of

God's best..what can stand..

show self..where price beckons me..

a SLAVE..what was the

reconstruction..my patriotism..

where my skin valued

the price to OFFER..the

abomination..deliberate cause

2 take away..strip my culture..

hold me..in contempt..what orders

me off this burial ground..

duties to perform..

while trials were handed down..

the liberties among white

..what kept me..a way 2 escape..

the darkness..

without a family tree known..

stripped from identity..

Harriet Tubman..

went deep and dismal corridors..

where she run to escape..

the chains of my beloved people..

so I lead them to survival..

underneath piles of rubble..in a tunnel.

what took many as helpless..

scared..but made a way

through desperate

hours..leaving all that

kept us working as cooks..maids..

butlers..to serve what was earned..

penniless..demeaning..

disgraceful..TODAY..

we are the resurrection

and the light..of better days

& honorable mentions..

where Manhattan's

monument in celebration ..

UNDERGROUND..

WHERE 15,000 Slaves opens doors

to b recognized.. JUSTICE.. after years ..

WHAT wanted to evacuate..

the garden..which planted roots..

property of ....African American

SLAVES..made just for

our people...NOW..

the day has come..what was

reconstructed..

dung up ..where ashes of our

ancestors..remains..placed in pine

boxes..brand new..so all who

will visit NYC..will have a piece

of History, ..

THE UNDERGROUND

A MUSEUM OF NY..

HISTORICAL..VICTORY...

for all the world to come & see..

we as NEW YORKERS are

proud ..we were able to

RE..construct..

the land..that belonged to History..

Black..A BEAUTIFUL THANG..

American..say...

AMEN!!!..PEACE ..

Create..Sheila T Jordan..thanks again 4

Listening..!!!!!!

African Burial Ground National Monument (U.S. National Park Service)

African Burial Ground National Monument (U.S. National Park Service):

"QUICKLINKS: Directions Operating Hours & Seasons Fees & Reservations Firearms Law Information Proclamation General Management Plan Videos - General Management Planning Permits A Sacred Space in Manhattan From about the 1690s until 1794, both free and enslaved Africans were buried in a 6.6-acre burial ground in Lower Manhattan, outside the boundaries of the settlement of New Amsterdam, later known as New York. Lost to history due to landfill and development, the grounds were rediscovered in 1991 as a consequence of the planned construction of a Federal office building."

TODAY & TOMORROW..AFRICAN GROUND ..GOING..ME

"African Burial Ground Visitor Center Grand Opening Get a sneak peak at the African Burial

Ground National Monument's new visitor center, which opens to the public at 1:30 p.m. on February 27, 2010. The Visitor Center will be open to the public on Saturday, Feb. 27 from 1:30 p.m. to 6:30 p.m. and Sunday, Feb. 28

from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. The Visitor Center's admission is free

and includes four exhibit areas, a 40-person theatre, and store. LOCATION First floor of the Ted Weiss

Federal Building at 290 Broadway in Lower Manhattan. MORE INFORMATION"

THE POET: Gwendolyn Brooks | News One

THE POET

[*]//\\//\\//\\[*] "“I could not have

told you then that some sun would come, somewhere over the road, would come evoking the diamonds of you, the Black continent– somewhere over the road. You would not have believed my mouth.”"

THIS ONE'S 4 U..PARTNER..GODBLESS U ..SENIOR~

MY CHILD

though ur in heaven..

what was on Earth

fermenting..with limbs to broadcast

what was about 2 be..the seed blending

the soul submerged..with olive tone

laughter in the rain..showers u with love..

met all through ur

developement what becomes the

newborn.. makings of u who lead me to

waters that came before

the storms errupt..the bridge before

trouble began..turns..goes to be with

God almighty..I don't ask the QUESTION

why!!!!..I DON'T understand..the mountain

top..calling my child home before it's time

If the trial of lessons to live by..saw I LOST

what would have been..a Son.. to follow

my name...no burden did I see..but a miracle

..all It was..showed previews of

my flesh & blood root

arrive!!!..

b welcomed in this world..I announced

2b a proud FATHER..2take on this task..

what claims ..discipline..ORDER ..THE

BEGINNINGs of Man..his offspring

a new concept of learning how 2 become

DAD..

the horizontal position.. performs..

made human out of me and her..where

this too shall pass..the face of my future has

gone...can't explain.. there was none..sigh!!

the bitter w/ the sweet..proved ..the devil was

a lie..u still call ..love.. an embryo of existence..

wearing a figure no less of herself..human

the love to bring forth our sperm bank in seconds ..

we are no parents were subjects..left in a cocoon

together..lost

knowing it is what U have given.

why can't I feel it was forbidden..how do I except

this ..it is who i have become..I don't understand

did I do something wrong..the tears are fallen

down my cheeks..can't ask for a miracle..it's all

gone..what did i do..what!!!!!!

it just wasn't

the thang 2 b..in the wrong place 2do me..

I suppose..GOD..I had it coming???..

THE TRUTH..I don't know ..WHY!!!!!

wasn't thinking goodbyes

leaving us so soon

CREATE..Sheila T Jordan

THE TRUTH B TOLD

Facebook Sheila Create T Jordan:

QUOTE: "a fool in love..shall wear its beating..pretends..hides

the truth..no big thang..but a wrench thrown in the works..hurts.. gets busted...without a clue..deaf..dumb..blind..stubborn..

BUT NOT> STUPID

Create

c(*(*)?

sooooooo...u can look

in the mirror

see whatever u

wanna

but..the truth

be the light where

ur hit below

what traumatized belts

of decency

where u hold on 2

the bare necessities..

WHAT!!!

signifies a love u deserve

kicking it

when the beat kills..

mourns..it too late the

eyes

have it but refuses

2 address

tendencies..scars in me

battle uncivilized..

so havoc

still lives..u can look

don't see..

but WORDS attacks..

becomes the

NOOSE

a slave MANTALITY..

in it's own skin..

excepts

BULLSHIT..WTF..

what controls

can't b put in control.

ONLY by

self afflection..

harms my inner soul..

crazzzzzzzee...

not me..

where's the love..

I'm asked!!

HELL..IF I KNOW...

tired of being whipped

Create

NYC Man Fatally Shoots Wife, Two Daughters, Then Himself | News One

NYC Man Fatally Shoots Wife, Two Daughters, Then Himself News One: February 22, 2010 4:10 pm"

One Of The Hardest Things In Life | Saying Images

One Of The Hardest Things In Life Saying Images:

"watching

someone you love

(as a friend)

watch

you love someone

else isn’t

that easy either."

so...

what pretends..

smiles

charms the life outta

you

tickles your fancy..living inside

what's

phony

inside ur heart

u pray

for a miracle

whats grows in length

of time

feels the sizzle

becomes a spark

in love..without the touch

mutual..

the

final chapter..

life goes on..

gotta cut it loose

do u know how that feels

Q:

Create

WOWW HOW TIME FLIES..A MONTH ALREADY

THE WHITE ROSE...PURE IN HEART "

I LAID ON HER CASKET..was her favorite..all were RED & WHITE..

BUT ..I was handed WHITE..THE COLOR IWRITE WAS

WHAT SHE WAS BURIED IN..WHAT SHE WORE

WHEN SHE MARRIED MY DAD & WHAT SHE WORE

SAYING GOODBYE..

The days

are

going by so fast..

I can't believe it's a month

mom's been gone...

I still have memories that lingers around

inside my head..Ya know..

I was carrying this, it's my fault for

not being

able to help her more..but..

when my family said..it's not..

ur fault..I'm holding to much inside

Mom's time was GOD's decision..

she was very tired..weak..

praying all the time out of her month.

.smiling..saying..Why am I still hear..

telling the Lord..I am ready..

she would speak of

lights bouncing off all of us

as we would enter her room..bright..

flicking all around..One day I

remember ..when I brought some food

for dinner..

she was talking to God..

just like he was sitting right next to her ..

on the bed..smiling..having a converstion..

I just watched in amazement..

I said..mom.

.ur ready to eat..she just gave me a look..

like I had disturbed her privacy

and it felt so funny..I put the food on her table..

she had one like they used in the hospital

so I left..

she started calling me back..

at that point..I hid behind the door and broke

down in2 tears..when it hits home,

it's incredible how Life withers

in seconds at a time..

every day she was different..

her voice changed ..

her body changed..it became the final days..

wearing on me as well..

how going home 2 be with JESUS..

gave her one more day of energy..

holding on for our sake..

then the night arrived..

where she no longer could hold a cup of tea

in her hands..when I gave it to her..it just fell

all on her..I was devistated..

grab the cup..wiped her down and she

just acted like it was

nothing at all..then she asked me for a hug..

which I grabbed her with all my might..held her

close & smiled..

ur something else mom..

suddenly I noticed the change within 3 hours

after the aide left this was the day before..

we had to place her again..

another Blood clot on the right leg..

she had started a coin collection in the

family's honor,

which has valued thousands of dollars..

Commemorative collection ..

she would lock her door..u would hear her with the

coins...placing them in the placks.

.quarters..pennies..50c pieces

dollars..they came in many different

sizes for the children..adults and..relatives..

she had it all laid out..but..unfortunately..

it wasn't finished..

so many of our family members will

recieve the rest..me..my granddaughter..

Tatie..my daughter Shatika ..

will be taking care of finishing up her wish...

so everyone she loved

will own these coins..

we found several already done..

mines of which she gave me before her passing..

thats when she used to walk down

these basement stairs to my room..sigh!!!..

like it was just yesterday..6 months ago

just 6..OMG..a month..ALREADY..

and I'm still feeling her presence..I

emptied 7 bags

of personal notes

from Evangelist writing her..

she was sending them..donations..

Checks ..writing organizations..

Feed the children..

Cancer Research..UNITED NEGRO

College fund..

Jesse Jackson's PUSH..

Rainbow Coalition..

Save The Children..Sunami..

RED CROSS..KATRINA..

where we send clothing..money..

I went through every single bag of notes..

checks ..coins left..

she had a warehouse of items..

Bibles..dietary literature..

healthy life..everything u can name

that came in the mail..

she had.. I donated books to

OUR library..

Gave some away to

friends and neighbors who..

wanted to remember her..

jewelry..Pics of her vacations..

in Bemuda..Europe..

Vatican City in Rome Italy...Tampa Florida..

San Francisco California, Colorado Springs..

Ontario Canada..Oklahoma City..

Boston..Pittsburg Pennsylvania

our famiy's States..

NorthCarolina..

HER HOME..>

raised in Norfolk Va..where now

Mom & Dad are together..

in there final resting place...

.LYN BROOK..CEMETERY in LI. New york..

God Bless You..thanks for taking the

time to listen..loveya..

Peace. CREATE..Sheila T Jordan

MOONLIGHTING.. HOW U MOVE ME

I heard

OUR song,

TODAY

the melody takes me back ..

the voice of love rings all

through my..BODY

how I'm feelin..hoping..

it sends me where

AL JARREAU..ONCE arrived..

become the tropics..deep..

flowing an interlude..

dreaming of a vacation in

the South Pacific...sand

under my feet..

..overlooking the skies..

orange moon and cocktails..

he..b brown skin..Black

smooth.. texture of linen..

walks with a strut..

his knees

knock together..

his eyes steals ur heart ..

like a thief in the night..seeks

2play..

feels me right..I think..

I will..so I am his love interest.

his arms..2my lips..goes below..

what cannot miss his OCEAN

I swim in..medium height..

thick..strong..fine w/ a deep..

baritone voice..

sexy..moves all though me..

how u do me..goes on and on..

in slow motion..

sexy..his experiment..as the

music plays..Moonlighting..

some walk by night..some

walk by day..

2 strangers who has meet

along the way..carries a note..

writes the song about you & I..

we become a symphony..

both instruments..

a cruise to nowhere ..

drifts in2 time..

harmony puts me in the

mood for loving u..

sends us 2 an Island..

lost in paradise..

where my body can't wait

any longer..we nature ..

I touch ur private parts..

soothes my seclusion..

what 's been hours ..waiting

for the chance to enjoy

..a real eatable climax..making it's

way through body massage..

I rub u all through coastal

observation ..

underneath ur bulging by saps..

what leads me as ur sweat ..

acts in performance..

where Moonlight..meets your eyes..

meets mine..I am drenched

beside the waves..

I flow so ravenously for ur love..

sea breeze of devotion..

becomes disenchanted..far

from me..in thought..

sobeit..

my journey ends..

loving you...always

shows..our night is not over..

it's my desire to kiss

a long awaited segment ..

still plugged in..working

me over..for as long as

..Al Jarreau..

sings..MOONLIGHTING..

I'll b reachng out 2 u..

my LOVE..healing ME..

touching u..

Mr Jarreau..I thank u..

muah!!..Create..Sheila TJordan