SIGN OF DA TIMES/ WHAT OWNS YOUR KITCHENS &CLAIMS U / BESIDES YO"SOULFOOD

NEW YORK CITY IS IN AN UPROAR..it appears we have a chicken restaurant in HARLEM and in BROOKLYN..calling itself..Obama's restaurant..where the people of our fair city is on the break of radical protest..how does one claim a name.. as your own..the people are making a point..your not a black own commodity you move in our neighborhood..bank your earnings..wearing a smile..taking us by storm...where i live..thinking..it's the American way u live..in our hometown.. what Obama can do..using his name..the first African American president in office. thinking..it's a combo state of mine..marinate your place of business..your outta place..the title represent a president..he is a man you can be proud of..look up to..your feed with a license..as meals in mind..at the expense to gain black in a establishment..hospitality..at the price of his name..yes u might feel..it's what compliments dining..in good taste..but what honors a man with so much character we will greet him at our tables..support your stores..what brings the blacks in knowng all the time..profit looks like him..opens doors..to every Obama restaurant as your own idea..but we know that's not the chase..the war might end in Iraq..sending the man home..but not here..in the USA..someone should let the people who know..immigration..whomever they are..the people of our neighborhoods..are not deaf..dumb..blind or stupid..as long as theres a civil rights union..this is a racist act..using the president's name..to follow a plan..where strategy talk a good game..Obama is who we need for political gain..where your motives spelled his name..as your appetite for money in the ghetto..what congregates..what loves chicken..in a black man's state of mind..welcoming your conduct as the name on your awnings outside..this shows how ludicrous American patriotism is..our system should call civil rights leaders to take a stand..enough to cause the status quot here in this country..to correct what have to be..what looks improper to those that see otherwise..make it speak..where..we have the authority to make changes..in honor of our President..but..we really don't know what is excepted to people with another concept of interest or cultures all we do know is..it's done in poor taste...what caters to a lesson learning..finds alternatives to set the records straight..it's not a cause to release hostility or angry..with no knowledge of why..but the people that wanna be heard..need that time to send a message...using Obama's articular bank ground as your gain..is a mistake using a black man's creditability..his title as our neighborhoods..start for change when someone says it's OK to say ..yeah..why not..that's when i say..only if..your not banking in on my black behalf.. why can't i get paid..just my thoughts..exactly..in closing..who is in charge..no one's got a clue..what the hell is going on..check yourselves..like Lawrence Fishburne said at the end of Spike Lee Joints movie...school daze..~~w a k e~~u p~~p e o p l e!!!!!!!!Create

~~MANTLE PIECE POET~~WHAT GIVES BACK

i emulate like my showcase..where i make a tribute to..the hard.. sacrifice..where night calls my prize winning ideas..where the smiles of laughter greets your turning point of books..who i follow as my format where my lines of victorious signature..meets as it's audience..admiration of leaders..future writers..brings to mind.. a warm demand to display all and everything trans global..the peak of performance..where i place myself on a mantle piece of love exposed to the world..proud..royality becomes the gift from God..our master..chief of manuscripts unfold..opened to the public..i hear and obey life of what becomes poetry..spoken word..what indicate u and I..thoughts written down on paper..processed as a daily planner.. where i saw my soul..the essence sees vision cross paths..witnessed with my own eyes but..heard no sound..suddenly..outta mom's mouth..her lips were moving.. she was making conversation with me..after a hard day of work..where i had worked overtime..tired..when..my hearing disappeared..drifted in2 twilight..i ask..whats happening to me..i was so exhorted..mom lips were moving..the powers that be was leaving me deaf..like a deaf mute with a birth defect..the Lord had me try 2hear her..but..i still could not.. her voice was my eyes..where i tried to motion..something kept me from hearing..like a switch that cuts off energy. where light took a walk..suddenly a strange thing happened..i never ever experienced before..while she was looking at me...i was reading her lips.. where she asked..what's wrong..my sight started seeing writing going across her face..letters moving..like a composition in session..right before my eyes..as fast as a train in motion..i was scared...i ask my mom for a pen and a piece of paper..again..i saw her mouth move..but i still did not hear what she said..i ask again for a pen..when she could not find one..i proceeded downstairs to my room.. at that point i felt a poppin sensation in my eardrums..my silence was breaking..i found a pen and a memo pad..proceeded to write..but what!!!..i did not know..all i wanted to do is write for some reason..like i was being lured..i finished within an hour went upstairs to show my mom..at that point..i realized ..i can hear her voice..i had written a full page poem..yeah..i had dabbled off and on..but didn't think nothing of it..became a hobby of mine..when my mother read the poem..she replied..you wrote this when u went downstairs..is that why u wanted pen and paper..sheila?..of which..i answered..yeah mom..she asked..did u read what u wrote.. i said..uhhhh..no..i didn't..go and read your work girl..alone..before i left her..she made the sign of the cross in front of me..i had chills to go all over..said..you are..what God had answered for me..the continuation..why i never got to finish my gospel poetry being published..i never would have had the plack.. if it wasn't for my grandson..Russell..i never would have the plack from the library of congress..an award for coming in first place..with their book..showing my prize winning poem on the front of it..(wake up and live) the title on it... as..me..the owner..I'm blessed sheila and now..it's your turn..you will be the finished product..God passed the gift over to you..daughter..u must not stop..right after..i started writing everywhere..my son survived the 911..world trade incident...her plack and his united negro college fund plack..hangs side by side. on our dining room wall...the gifts..that what i believe..a life worth giving back..I've become her mantle piece poet...thank you so much mom..for life..my talents...my seed...where I'm making it for all of us..as well as my partner WORDSONGS..love you all..peace..CREATE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CHRONICLES (16:11-12) SEEK THE LORD AND HIS STRENGTH.. SEEK HIS FACE CONTINUALLY.. REMEMBER HIS MARVELOUS WORKS THAT HE HATH DONE.. THE JUDGEMENTS OF THIS MOUTH..

THE POWER.. RAGE..A FIST CALLED..STRUGGLE

AS I GO ABOUT MY BUSINESS..MAKING A LIFE FOR THE POWERS THAT BE..ME AS THE SCARS OF BATTLE..ANOTHER DAY OF REVOLUTION..WHERE THE CLOCK TICKS TIME WAITS FOR NO BLACK..MAN ..WOMAN..THROUGH AIMING ..WITH ARMS IN POSITION..SPEAKS THE RIGHT OF LIBERTY..WHERE MY BACKS ARE ALL AROUND ME.. IPROCEED TO WALK TO THE PLATFORM..REACH OUT TO MY PEOPLE..WHERE THEY SEE A INTEREST 2 LAY FACE DOWN..WHERE GROUND FACES ME..I PROTEST MY HONOR OF BLACK..THE SKINS I WEAR AS ASSOCIATION..WHERE PRIDE CONSOLES THE FEUDING CROWNS..YEARNING TO JUSTIFY LIBERTIES AMONG IT'S TITLE..WHAT HEARS VOICES IN A JUNGLE..WHERE POLICE RADDLED NERVES..THE TARGETS..WILL BE ANNOUNCED.. THE LIBERATION ARMY..WHERE A FIST RAISED HIGH AS A STATUE..WITH IT'S COLORTO PRONOUNCE..A FURY IN RAGE..MY LIFE OF AN ARMY..FORMED AGAINST WAR.. WHERE THE NATION STARTS TO CONNECTS WITH THE WORLD'S POPULATION OF PANTHERS..ORIGINIZATIONS..WHERE..OAKLAND LEADERS UNITED ON THE STREETS OF CALIFORNIA..WATTS..CRENSHAW..ALL THE WAY TO NYC HARLEM..WHERE THE LIFE OFA SISTAH NAME..ANGELA DAVIS..FOLLOWED BY HUEY NEWTON..BOBBY SEAL..STOKEY CARMICHAEL TO NAME A FEW..UNITED AS..THE BLACK PANTHER PARTY..THE SYMBOL OF RESTITUTION FOR THE DEFENSE OF BLACK PEOPLE'S LIBERATION ARMY..THE CLOSEST CONSTITUTION WE AVE EVER KNOWN..DOCUMENTED..A NEGRO SCRIPTURE..WITH NO JUSTICE.. NO PEACE..2 EVER CROSS OUR LIFETIME..WITH THE MOST BRILLANT ACTIVIST EVER INCORPORATED..I RAISE MINES AS IT'S ACTIVIST..LONG LIVE THE LIBERATION ARMY.. TO ONE OF THE SMARTEST AFRICAN AMERICAN TO FORM A COALITION..DIES TOO YOUNG WE MISS YOU HUEY..~~~P O W E R~~ 2~~D A~~ P E O P L E ~~ C R E A T E

AFRICA//\\/\\//\\ IN RUINS//\\//\\// AIDS EPIDEMIC //\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\//\\

TODAY..THERE ARE YOUNG GIRLS WHO ARE SUFFERING IN AFRICA..THE SPREAD OF AIDS IS RUNNING RAPID..ESCALATING BY THE MILLIONS..RAPE..CONTROL..POVERTY.. NO LOVE..HELP..AT ALL..AT THIS TIME..I WANNA BE YOUR COMMENTATOR..WHAT BECOMES THE WORDS ADVERTISED THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE...WHEN I LOOK A THESE GIRLS..SO FRAGILE..SO INNOCENT..WITH NO PARENTS..DUE TO GUNFIRE AND WARS ONGOING..MY HEART JUST DROPS IN MY LAP..THE LIL BODIES..WITH NO PLACE TO LIVE..WHERE CIVILIZATION IS SO DESICRATED..WITH NO PROPER FACILITIES.. HOSPITALIZATION..PROPER SCHOOLING..BATHING..MEDICINE FOR ALL WHO LIVES IN TOTAL KAYOS..WE AS A PEOPLE..SEEING DEVISTATION ALL THROUGH OUR LIVES.. EXAMPLE..THE LEVEES..IN NEW ORLEANS..SIMOLIA..THE WORLD TRADE INCIDENTS OF 93 AND 2001..GOTTA KNOW HOW LIFE CAN BE SO CRUEL AND HEARTLESS...THE TIME IS NOW FOR OUR COUNTRY TO STAND AND MAKE A CONTRIBUTION TO LIFE LIVING ON THE EDGE OF DISPAIR..AMERICA..ALLOW YOURSELVES TO GIVE WHAT U CAN IN SUPPORT OF THE WOMEN IN THIS CONTINENT..WHAT SUFFERS SUCH DESTRUCTION..WITHOUT THE NEEDS OF MANY WHO CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE..GO TO YOUR LOCAL AIDS RESEARCH CENTER.. OR CHECK WITH THE ORGINAZATION ON THIS PAGE:I AM A GIRL.ORG..REPRESENT.. TAKE A PART BECOME A WORTHY ADVOCATE..HELP THESE WOMAN..WHERE JUSTICE WEARS NO BADGE OR A CLASS ACT TO FOLLOW..OTHER THAN SLAVERY TRADE AND VIOLENCE 24/7 DAYS AND NIGHT AGAINST THEIR OWN WELL..JUST THINK...CHILDREN WITH NO CHILDHOOD DISCIPLINE..LEARNING TO GIVE OF THEMSELVES..BECOMING A TOOL OF SORTS..DOMESTICS..ABUSIVENESS..TRAINED TO LIVE IN FILTH..OHHHH..THE THOUGHT OF IT JUST TURNS MY STOMACH..POOR..GRIEVING..UNAWARE OF THERE OWN DEFENSES.. SIGH!!!I REST MY CASE..SUPPORT THESE GIRLS..JUST BECAUSE..THEY ARE... G I R L S ..GOD BLESS YOU..CREATE..

PASSION / WITH A KISS/AND/ MAN'S TOUCH

FIRST THE BLOOD RACES..THEN..WE LAY AMONG OWNESS... DEVOUR WHAT BECOMES..A SMILE WITH SUCH CLEVER INDULGENCE..WHERE EYES MEET FIRE..WHERE FLAMES ERUPT.. WHERE I BEGIN TO EMPOWER MY BABY LOVE AND HER COMPULSION..WHAT WRAPS YOU INNA TWINE..BECOMES WHAT DIALATES HER PERFORMANCE..WITH A QUICK DRINK OF SPIRITS.. HEALING..WHAT WAS ONCE HER LIFE URGES AND SUPERIOR.. COMPASSIONATE OF KISSES..THE TORCH SONG..WHERE THE ROOM SPINS THE BOTTLE COMESTO A HALT..WHAT PRETENDS TO PLAY ON TOP INSTEAD..SHE HOLDS HERSELF BACK..GETS A GRIP.. WHERE FINGERTIPS GLIDES THROUGH SKIN..WHAT FITS..RUBS HIM RIGHT..QUIET GRINS AND MATURE MASCULINITY..SHE GREETS ON TOUR..WHERE HE TRAVELS DOWN MEMORY LANE.. ONE FORBIDDEN FRUIT LEFTNUDE..WHERE I PLACE MY LOVE ON TIME OUT..FOUND A RESIDENT OF SILENT OUTBURST.. KEFT RECHARGED..THE FLICKER..A CANDLE PUTS OUT AND LEAVES HER SPEECHLESS..BEYOND RECOGNITION..LOOKING SEXUALLY PROVOCATIVE..THE CALL OF THE WILD NIGHT.. THE DAY OF LIGHT..WHERE MORNING BREAKS..WHERE SLEEP NEVER MET..AN INVITATION 2 SUPPER..SO IM YOUR REST.. FOR EVENINGS LEFT..UNDONE..CONTINUATIONS ARE IN ORDER. WHERE WORKOUTS COMPLETES LOVE..HAPPILY EVER AFTER.. BUT..THERE'S NO GUARANTEES..JUST A LEFTOVER MOMENT..THERAPY IN SESSION..WITH NO FORMALITIES..NO REGRETS..A FINE BODY MASSAGE AND ACOOL BATH W/ CALGON.. TAKE ME AWAY..HERCULES..HERCULES,,HERCULES...CREATE

MY VISIONAIRES/ FLOWERS/.A START TO A NEW PROPOSAL

I LOOK AT YOU..MY FLOWER..AS A LOVE..I CAN'T EXPRESS HOW I FEEL..WITH THESE WORDS..I THEE WED..I GIVE MY UTMOST COMPASSION..DESIRE..I CLIMB TO THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN..I GO TO THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF PERFECTION..I OWN WHAT PRINCIPLES LEAVES... THE ARCH OF TRIUMPHS..PARIS..THE LOCATION..WHAT FEELS..WHAT MY SOUL EMBRACES.. YOU..FOR SO MANY LIFETIMES..U GAVE ME HUMBLE PREFIX..WHAT REPAIRS..LEAR'S IT'S COMFORT..WARMS THE HEART THAT THROBS..BEATS A THOUSAND AND ONE TIMES..THE NATURE OF SIMPLICITY SCORES..PLACES YOU..AS THE EVERLASTING PALPITATIONS..WHERE I AM THE MONITOR..KEEPS A CHECK ON MY TEMPERATURE..WHAT MOMENTARILY INCREASED HIGH BLOOD LEVEL..WHERE I BECOME A SEASON..YOUR STIMULATE..AN ANTIDOTE FOR HAPPINESS IN LOVE..LIFE SIGNALS..MEASUREMENTS OF TIME IN A SENTIMENT..PAGES IN RHYME...THE FULFILLMENT..OF WRITING..WHAT PUTS US..THE BEST OF TIMES AND THE WORST OF PAST ANTICS..WHERE TEARS HELD ME SO CLOSE AND YET..MY LONG AWAITED TOUCH..FADES IN2 U..THE DESERT SUNSET..HOT..WHERE WE CONGREGATED..A LINK..JUST ENOUGH 2 CONNECT DISTANCE..A JOURNEY WORTH THE PAGES ALLOWED ME TO EXPLAIN..FOREVER IS NOT FORGOTTEN..WHERE WE'LL REMAIN..ONE..A MEMORY..WHAT BINDS ME AND U..MUTUAL...A FLOWER..THE TRIBUTE OF PEACE AND LOVE...MARCH IS OVER..THE CONCLUSIONS OF.. MEMORIES IN SPRING..WHAT OPENS..A NEW CHAPTER...WHAT CLINGS..WHAT DRIPS RAINDROPS THINK..WE..OUR LOVE..WRAPPED ME..THE ORANGE BOUQUET..WHERE DAISIES..FEELS LONELY..LIKE YOUR BUSHEL OR HONEYSUCKLE ROSES..FROM WHENCE CREATED...A FLOWER..UNIDENTIFIED..A SECRET GARDEN...WITH ME AS..YOUR FLORAL ARRANGEMENT.. THE WEDDING..A STORY WITH LOVE IN MIND FOR NEWLYWEDS..CREATE

MY SON'S PROGRESS...AWARENESS..WITH AIDS FUNDRAISING

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THIS IS LOVE STORY..WHERE MY SON'S MAGNIFICENT TALENTS AND SKILLZ KEEPS HIM MOTIVATIVELY SOUND..WHERE ..AT THIS TIME..HE IS STRIVING TO ACHIEVE A GOAL..HE INTENDS TO RAISE $1000.00 FOR THE AIDS RESEARCH WHERE..NOW..HE WAS ABLE TO RAISE A GRAND TOTAL OF..AT THIS POINT.. $500.00.. SO MANY PEOPLE..EVERYDAY ARE DYING..STILL..WITHOUT A CURE.. WILL STILL BE HOLDING ON FOR A WORTHY CAUSE..IN THE PAST MONTHS..RESEARCH HAS FOUND THE STATISTICS INDICATES THERES AN OVER POPULATION OF AFRICAN AMERICANS THAT ARE DETECTED..AND WOMAN WAS FOUND TO BE THE HIGHEST RATE OF INFECTED FROM THE YEARS 2004-2008..AN INCREASE WILL BE ADDED FOR 2009.. WON'T BE IDENTIFIED..THIS IS A DISTURBING PREDICTTIONS..PLEASEEE..FOR YOUR OWNPROTECTION..KEEP THIS IN MIND..WHERE LOVE DON'T LIVE INSIDE..DETECTS.. INFECTS..LOSES LIVES..SAVE A LIFE..YOUR OWN..GET YOURSELVES CHECKED OUT.. USE PROTECTION AT ALL TIMES..WHEN LOVE TELLS U ..IT WON'T HURT..WHO IS.. WHAT DENIES..A HEART OR ANY OTHER ORGAN..FOR THAT MATTER..WON'T MAKE CONTACT..THROUGH A BLOOD TRANSFUSION AN INFECTION..THROUGH A HEART..THAT PREDICTS HISDEFECTS..KNOWS IT'S HISLIFE..BUT..REFUSE TO DIE PHILOSOPHICALLY.. STAY IN DENIAL..FROM THE TRUTH..THERES SO MANY PEOPLE THAT TAKES LIFE AS IT'SBEST FRIEND..SUPPORT THE CURE..FIGHTS UNTIL..SCIENCE CONTINUES TESTING.. WHERE ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE..GOD BLESSYOU SON...REMAIN THE STRENGTH.. INTEGRITY AND REMEDY..TO SEEK THE GIFT OF AIDS RECOVERY..THROUGHOUT OUR EXISTENCE..FOR ALL GMHC..GRIOT SOCIETY ANDTHE LIFE OF ALL THE HUMAN RACE... GOD BLESS US ALL..IN A WORLD WHERE IT'S NOT JUST THEGAY POPULATION..IN AMERICAN..BUT ALL AROUND THE CONTINENT OF AFRICA..WHERE MILLIONS WERE DETECTED.. IN A PLACE WITH NO MEDICAL SUPPLIES..BRUTAL DEVISTATION..SLAVERY..RAPE..PLEASE IF YOU HAVE A HEART..GO HELP AIDS RESEARCHFIND A CURE..BECOME THE MAJORITY.. NOT A LACK OF KNOWING..I TOOK CLASSES WHENI WORKED FORHOME ATTENDING..NURSES AIDE..A VISITING NURSE SERVICE.PROGRAM..WHERE I WAS SEND OUT ..TO HOMES..TAKING CARE OF THESE DEFENSELESS VICTIM..WITH NO HOPE..MET WONDERFUL..EVERYDAY PEOPLE.. WITH A BEAUTIFUL HOME..FAMILIES WITH CHILDREN..I LOSTA VICTIM MYSELF..R.I.P ..ROBERT..IF HE HAD OF BEEN ALIVETO THIS DAY..HE WOULD HAVE BEEN 46..MY SISTER'S SON..HER ONLY CHILD..DIED IN 1988..WHERE I REMEMBER WHEN I LIVED AROUND THE CORNER..WITH MY KIDS..HE CAMEOVER SAT DOWN ONMY SOFA AND CRIED..SAID..SHEILA..I DON'T WANNA DIE..WE CRIED TOGETHER..A COUPLEOF MONTHS LATER..ON JULY 28..A DAY BEFORE MY SON'S RUSSELL'S BIRTH..ROBERT CHATMAN..DIED IN ST CLARE'S HOSPITAL..THE LAST DAY I SAW HIM ALIVE..WAS ONJUNE 12..MY MIDDLE DAUGHTER'S BIRTHDAY..TAMARA..SHE WAS WITH ME..AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN SHE SAW HIM WITH A OXYGEN MASK..SHE RAN OUT THE ROOM..COULDN'T HANDLE IT AND CRIED ALL THE WAY BACK TO QUEENS..SAID MOMMY WE WON'T SEE HIM ANYMORE..RIGHT?..ISIGHED..PAUSED.. AND SAID..NO..HE WAS 25 YEARS OLD..PLEASEEE!!!HELP..PEACE..CREATE