What's this ...i hear u say...mouths drowns ears that ache...takes no charge of men's tables and midnight meals with smiles and grims...in total bliss...i work as any other example ..u see as my ...ultimate decision 2..performs da hustabulls..where fictions sells us a boob tube teacher's guides 2 ...living right...like...we never has discipline...u got whipped..cause your structure aims you as simple in love... but... angry monarch...who plays da field...steps out ...explores the dips and dabs of intercourse...rectifying lose lips with sores and bruises...left for dead..by your own thinking..but i'm da dirt..like u ...who wollows in fifth..where u left me...unfit for consumption..where no man will want me...just because my germ..became you family...child and grand...you deny our race...an image of you...who wears da same thang.. same day...diffrerent mindset ...leaving me 2 b another golden girl...2 a real warrior pimp...king of his castle...but not da projects you come from...i stepped of of linens and embroidary...a glass slipper...poor...poverty stricken memory... CINDERELLA...but ...a refugee...starving me...our baby...with no medicine 2 keep him healthy...your the disgrace...i should be thinking about getting rid of...i dare you to complain about our living conditions...our clothing...our hygiene..my people's teaching me...pride and prejudice...where your waters swam in..grab a fragment...you look like...what's half of my center piece of ivory tusk...blends your slurred speak patterns...da ghetto tries to hide...devil.....malotta...changing me ...you look like...what's fine at first...but first was the embryo the egg came after...as a result...here's your finished product...mother's womb..gave u..a beautiful race of brown as copper ..shines..2 seed faiths.. brought forth...man's form ...but in da end.. tells you...it wasn't me....your imaging thing...what i touch...stays the gift of Neffertiti...neverlet's herself go..u wore out.. am woman....my g spot...i know so well...your place...your meals...your family ..that disowns your completely...now who got love for u...i have...going around in circle...brings u right home where u belong ...a husband...father... no choice...in da matter.... becomes what does pretend...when paychecks walks...and pride makes u feel like shit...get over it ...u not giving up big talk...no action... you'll get another job... put da blame on dreaming ...blunt copout...now how'd u get that ...going in my pocket books ..like always..huh..get a life ..damn ..u pretend alot loser.......peace
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Manhood & Pride
What's this ...i hear u say...mouths drowns ears that ache...takes no charge of men's tables and midnight meals with smiles and grims...in total bliss...i work as any other example ..u see as my ...ultimate decision 2..performs da hustabulls..where fictions sells us a boob tube teacher's guides 2 ...living right...like...we never has discipline...u got whipped..cause your structure aims you as simple in love... but... angry monarch...who plays da field...steps out ...explores the dips and dabs of intercourse...rectifying lose lips with sores and bruises...left for dead..by your own thinking..but i'm da dirt..like u ...who wollows in fifth..where u left me...unfit for consumption..where no man will want me...just because my germ..became you family...child and grand...you deny our race...an image of you...who wears da same thang.. same day...diffrerent mindset ...leaving me 2 b another golden girl...2 a real warrior pimp...king of his castle...but not da projects you come from...i stepped of of linens and embroidary...a glass slipper...poor...poverty stricken memory... CINDERELLA...but ...a refugee...starving me...our baby...with no medicine 2 keep him healthy...your the disgrace...i should be thinking about getting rid of...i dare you to complain about our living conditions...our clothing...our hygiene..my people's teaching me...pride and prejudice...where your waters swam in..grab a fragment...you look like...what's half of my center piece of ivory tusk...blends your slurred speak patterns...da ghetto tries to hide...devil.....malotta...changing me ...you look like...what's fine at first...but first was the embryo the egg came after...as a result...here's your finished product...mother's womb..gave u..a beautiful race of brown as copper ..shines..2 seed faiths.. brought forth...man's form ...but in da end.. tells you...it wasn't me....your imaging thing...what i touch...stays the gift of Neffertiti...neverlet's herself go..u wore out.. am woman....my g spot...i know so well...your place...your meals...your family ..that disowns your completely...now who got love for u...i have...going around in circle...brings u right home where u belong ...a husband...father... no choice...in da matter.... becomes what does pretend...when paychecks walks...and pride makes u feel like shit...get over it ...u not giving up big talk...no action... you'll get another job... put da blame on dreaming ...blunt copout...now how'd u get that ...going in my pocket books ..like always..huh..get a life ..damn ..u pretend alot loser.......peace
Colorcode...where's your love...Sista Black
what dramatize my former class act...rages at...your smiling face...your sending grace...your comfort zone..where i undress.. my camisole..let go..looses up...get comfortable...i lie in silence and wait for da call...2 let you take my soul ...while lace and luxury gathers around my full body.... what jacks..lifts me up and turns my torso around...bites...licks...rubs...like 2 layers of cake..eatable 2 munch...da dessert no man/woman can resist...yours..da vision of panther love.. drive da motor to erupt...the sound gets louder..the rhythm grows..releases power...melts da soul's purpose...cum together...love...combine interlocks...relief weakspots..know...that it's eternal...where i see us saying...this time i'm home forever...no question's ask...i'm the stud..your my stem...with floral incased among my whim..the mandela..his long journey 2 johannisburg...his bride...winnie..stood by his side..this is a vintage of pride...years of everlasting black love...a need for da message..visualize the motion...rise where there is compromise...serve those years lonesome...when jailcells held u captive from your "Queens" holding stability...being a slave...hangin...in there...even after attempts 2 b oppressed..from love of indentity...snake in da grass antiblack..but injects formula semonlack..baby's black bottom...the taste..you adquired..without permission...where stiil..i am 4 my flesh..mandingo..save me..i wait....my brothas...even after da..they climb..forcing themselves after learning da enterprize...suprised size..da color..white...emerged emalcumated..a household..blackman's name... colorcode....u still wanna be...da plantation...da main course 2 munch on...now ....da prize becomes yours...while our eyes...still look on....what goes around..repeats cycle..what GOD warned us about...wake up weakness...u know who ur...claim your heritage back...WHAT DOES IT TAKE..2 BECOME HIS SISTA....BLACKBONE.....Create
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
today's thoughts/Goodbye Auntie
| It's tuesday...where am i going...to virginia...it's coming to a close...the face of my mom...her sister..my aunt...have 2 get myself together...say goodbye...what a drag...don't want this to take place..living one moment..looking at a casket the next...i always imaged what it's like..i knew there would come a day to let them all go...sadness been playing a part so many times...3 ...to be exact...preparation makes me feel...i'm as close as a will..planning... what must be done...for my children...u leave them..but u have no funds to spread among your lifeline...a family..my grandchildren..and then some...when my eyes look beyond this point and time...i get very emotional...reject going home...where seed procreates the begin...not...leave the flesh and blood human...from the cradle 2 the grave...how final is that..although..i know this is the process to regain heaven...let go of earth's beginning...your growth doesn't appear...unless it's mention...older...time passed so suddenly..wanna do more...wanna be the example...to change the system...we read so critical...so demanding...orders...how we speak...talk to one another...to stand at a podium...annouce yourself as create..da title...with eyes looking on in amazement..be proud to know..you life wasn't left in vain..but love lives inside this life...what more can u give...how much time is left for yourself...when i see the future in my sight...my book...a warm country cottage..with a home...acres of land...a quiet place...a good man...compassion...to take care of u....wow..that's what my aunt mattie bullock had...a woman who never had children...married twice..where her last love..my uncle george..was the da best..he left her in many years bac...but..i never experience a love so beautiful in all my birth..they owned and operated a funeral home..both..mortisans...burying others...now i'm witnessing hers...kinda weird...my mom was floored...was a rough 4 days so far...at 96..she's still with us...how did we tell her...very cautiously..but suprisingly enough...she shocked all of us..she handled it like a trooper...told me..i'm fine my baby daughter...you are why i hold on...my family..i love you all...but that night..i went to her room...where i knocked..she din't answer..i heard her crying..i opened..where she looked up at me and said...hold me please..i need a hug...at that moment...i cried with her..must we go through this all over again...i'm saying goodbye now...aunt kitty (aka) mattie u will be missed..like her husband used to say...SUGAHPIE..WERE INSEPARABLE..NOW THERE TOGETHER...Peace..Create |
Sunday, May 18, 2008
San Francisco Blues
| WHILE ON MY WAY TO WORK ONE DAY...I STAND BY MY BED...LOOKED OUTSIDE MY WINDOW...THOUGHTS OF DISTANCE SHORES..WHAT SEPARATES...WARM HEARTS AND COOL PEOPLE...I DRIFT AS DA WIND PLAYS TRICKS WITH MY PERCEPTION..."THINKING" WHAT'S CLEAR TO MENTION...SO I GO 2 SPEAK...BUT... THERE'S NO CONVERSATION WHEN I'M LOST IN TRANSLATION...ONCE AGAIN ...I DRIFT IN2... WHAT HONORS CLOSE FRIENDS WITH NO PEOPLE..WHAT AM I DOING...WHAT AM I 2 PUBLIC OBSERVATIONS. WHERE I'M A SMALL SUBJECT...IN A LARGE CROWD OF HUMANS...A LIGHTBULB APPEARS OVER MY HEAD...CHANGES THINGS...I'M SO TIRED...FUSTRATED...FEELIN INCOMPLETE...WHAT WONDERS...WHILE ALL AROUND ME LEAVES...I CONSTANTLY KEEP...MY MIND... LOSING..WANNA BE CLOSE TO U...I PROBABLY NEED A VACATION EVERYTIME... I SEE FRIENDSHIP AT A DISTANCE...FORGIVE ME 4 BEING SO OPEN...HONESTLY...IT'S JUST..LIFE AS I SEE IT...KEEPS FADING AWAY..WITH NO WORDS NOTICE...DEATH HITS ME...ONE MO' TIME...I CAN'T REACH ANYONE FOR COMMENT...NOT EVEN WHEN IT'S POETRY...SORRY .... THOUGHT I MENTION....BUT IT'S LONELY WHERE I AM...WALLS CLOSE...WHERE COMFORT THINKS IT'S A WAY TO FEEL LOVED...THINK AGAIN...PEOPLE ARE ALL AROUND ME...BUT...I DON'T SEE OPTIONS...SOMETHINGS MISSING....IN MY HEART...DA LINES ARE CAPTURED BY..DA STRENGTH I 'VE GIVEN...I KNOW I'M APPRECIATED...BUT...WHERE DO I FIT IN...IT SOUNDS LIKE A PITY PARTY ROUTINE...BUT...I'M LOOKING AT MY LIFE...AS A FAVOR...NOT A FRIEND..CREATE |
Friday, May 16, 2008
BATTLE
| When will my cry go away from mixed nuts and battered dreams..they stay among the violence and greed...they grin and bare comments u can't concieve in this life..coz you've heard it all time and time again...it's just a joke...pay it no mind...when mind got you all in2 this mix...wanting to be saved...where hypocracies continues 2 follow your path...smiling on da outside...crying on da inside of yourself punishments... where i persecute self...life creates a format...says hello...goodnight..see ya tomorrow ..with generosity..wearing a smile...but your back faces mortal combat...it's time 2 play games and motion around this indivdual..weakspots..i'm a tender morsal...the gifts my mom brought forth...a timely princess..what changed in2 an eagle ..who targets da world's cingular atlas...ms americans..2..whats sweet...but bitter.. behind closed doors...the makings of you are 2 simple but...blatantly outspoken...so you give da flava of a creampuff...soft...irresistable...where the pringle taste limps it's flava...dissolves..this human...raging out loud...challenges lifeforces... the battle is on...your the one they wanna know betta..becomes a crucial..pictorial..nationwide..what carries u through happier times...melts your heart...killed the noise...leaves da room..like you don't exist at all...what's with this mood...i'm become what others see...a smile...with hello...speech...my worse enemy..in a silent atmosphere of skeltons...da dead motionless..recess...when time takes it's break from being ...da real thing...battles..what's won....where do i go now...i'm drowning life...Create |
Sunday, May 11, 2008
DA WORLD NAMES U...HIM
| I B COME DA ONE IN A MILLION YOU...THE EYES... WHICH CAPTURES LIFE...WHO..GAVE YOU A MOUNTAIN...2..RAISE YOURSELVES FROM LEARNING...WHEN...TIMES YOU WERE MY FRIENDS...NEIGHBORS...POLITICIANS...CLERGYMAN...I WAS YOUR TOTEMPOLE..THE TIKI OF STRENGTH...THE FORTUNE OF MEDIA..THE ISLAND..WHERE ONCE... I CROSSED OVER...THE MILLIONS I CONTRIBUTED MY TITLE...MY BRAIN...MY GIFT OF LIFE FOR MAN...CHILDREN....ANIMAL..MINERAL...THE FOREST...WHERE I FIRST BECAME...THE FLESH...THE BLOOD...THE CHEMICAL...WHICH FORMS...CREATE...SHUN THE BAPTISM...THE WATER WAS SPLASHED..WHAT GOD PERFORMED ..A WOMAN.. RIB OF MAN....TO PROCREATE..AND DA BEAT GOES ON....THE RHYTHM ...WHO.. BREAKS DOWN...LIFE..MEET IT'S EQUAL...SOULS INTRODUCTION 2 MY ETHNICITY.. |
the day of mother/
| a tribute... H A P P Y M O T H E R ' S D A Y this is the day that tradition had made...the day she shines...displays her kindness love and compassion...she hold the key to parenting...gives all that she can be... when times get rough...she'll become an access..2 banish hatred...fear and pain she takes care of your laundry...cooks your favorite meals...heals your wounds when times get tough...makes you believe...when test are hard...you'll do better.. next time...builds self confidence...reminds u...your her child..will always be the sparkle...the happy moments when...your birth arrived with a smile...when love walks away from difficult times...she'll heal you..from the pain..gives good advice...knows what best for you...wipes the slight clean...start all over again...thoughtout your lifetime she'll always be...the single ..most precious lady...woman...mother...the jewel of the nile whatever she is to you...her crown holds the seat...the thrown...Dads better half....today is your day mom....let's lift every voice and sing...for her...life surrounds..the beauty...the vision....the rightious preaching...the biblical upbring...the strong backbone...your the best female any child wants...i thank you..for putting up with my wrong doings...but understood with discipline..you became da tool ...repaired my fate...GOD BLESS YOU...FAMILY.... SHEILA T JORDAN....CREATE |
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