Letter to a Friend in Need

Dear friend whose heart is weak
bearing the weight of a union fail
Nothing less than time will
prevail to transgress the actual
strength need to endure the mountain
that seems to rough to climb
The love that once clothed
this union seems to be tattered and torn
what was once a garb of beauty free from blemish or stain
is now quilted, worn, stained and frayed
Though efforts to salvage this garb have worked in the past
This garment of love was too damage to last.

What shall you do with no blanket of warmth
Shall you wallow in dispair
Hide or cheat

Or should that lift up your head and not surrender defeat
Shine your armor and enter each room
Full of confidence that this pain will leave soon
Though this soldier has been wounded and the battle was
 long and rough
The Spirit of thy father is more than stength enough
Your seeds are still growing and they still need your care
They need to see the solider that lives in there

There in your heart lives the fight they need to see
In you heart lives the power God has given thee
So dear friend I now yield with my words about this "Fail"
Knowing in my heart that His love will prevail!

Blessings to you.

Hold to God's Unchanging Hands

When we walk in circles God patiently stands waiting for us to stop pacing and take his hand.

When he allows the devil to do things in our lives, He gives us the tools to fight the battle. But do we realize that he's there while we fight or give up. When we fail to see the beauty in others and we focus so much on ourselves, God brings us to a point in which we become sick of ourselves...why because the greatest sin is SELF. When you don't listen to His word.... he shows you he is God in the greatest way! He is power, and the most powerful, so why do we choose to fight with him by being disobedient. When you fail life's test God doesn't spank us, he gives us more tools to pass the next test. When we don't listen to the people that God has put in our life to help us through our confusion, He puts more people with more insight in our lives so that we can widen our ears to the words of wisdom God gives these people. When we let our friendships, relationships, and acquaintances deter us from God's hand, he then uses those very things to draw us closer to him. When you hold on to his hands, he won't let you go. Have faith and know that he is there! God is God and he always will be God!

When is it going to stop

 Before I took a nap today I started scrolling the channels and I started watching The First 48. This is a show that I currently have a love hate relationship with, nevertheless I tuned in. The show featured the homicide of a 29 year old man and a 50 year old women, both of which were African American. The woman had suffered a stroke which left her partially paralyzed, her son had returned to take care of his mother. The two were killed as a result of a school yard quarrel between the victims younger son age 13 and one of his classmates. The two teens had been fighting at school which then transcended to their apartment complex where the boys proceeded to fight again. The male victim breaks up the fight. About an hour after the fight is broken up, the classmate returns with his mother. The mother tries to question the parents of the 13 year-old boy, his brother tries to calm down the woman. Two men appear and begin to open fire. The mother then runs to the car were the suspects are and the runs back to her car as she pulls off.
                Through questioning we learn that her intent was to make the to boys fight again, however this led to the death of the 13 year-old boys mother, brother and the injury of his father.  Now the reason why I am writing about this is because this is MADNESS, the mother of the other the classmate wanted the two boys to fight again, then she brings 2 men who are now being charged with the murder of these to innocent people. Now there are things that I want to highlight. The mother of the 14 year-old classmate was 29 years-old. So if you are counting she was 15 when her child was born. Now I am trying to fathom why she would want them to fight again. What type of mentality did that mother have. Where was her maturity. A part of me wants to yell and scream about what happen on an individual basis but I can't. I am compelled to think objectively and encourage that we all become more intentional in raising our children. Violence and corporal punishment should not be our only means in settling disputes. We should all strive to promote peace.
                I am in no way going to provide a solution because I know not the best way to limit these occurrences. However I intend to strongly encourage that we strive to raise our children to love. I strongly encourage that we be intentional in raising our children. I challenge ever person to rise up against social crime and racial rivalry. Please lets start to build communities that foster peace in  realistic form. Support our school systems, and try our best to teach our children the ways of the world. We must try to engage our neighbors and take back the communities that we left. I could write a speech but I just want us to wake up, so that this can stop!

RANDOM RANT:Learn and Grow

I understand that we all in some way shape form or fashion submit to our environments. We all are suckers for something, but at what point do we all grow up? Is it when we hear a speaker that changes our lives, when we find faith in a higher being, or is it when we wake up and realize that world we live in is relative to where we live.
      In life we can tailor our friends to suit our current needs, but when do we learn to let go of those need-based friendships that are no longer of importance?

I am Discovering Insipiration

So I have been in college for about 4 years now, and I am finding inspiration now. As I learn more and more about social and political issues, I am learning that I have a passion for people and their problems. When I started college I wanted to become a Civil rights Attorney, I thought that I could save the world by trying cases of social injustices and acts of discrimination .  As a freshman at Tuskegee University, I learned that I must branch out, move and matriculate through different channels in order that I might spread the noise! Noise meaning that I would always be a poster for racial conversations and open to the ideals of racial unity.
I am About to go on a tangent so follow these thoughts the best you can.
    We All want to be accepted, and when we say that we don't we are all lying. Whether we seek acceptance from friends, family, our loves, our groups, or whomever  we still seek it. But what happens when fear intercepts acceptance? Fear has a tendency to shake every aspect of life. Fear challenges our homeostasis and knocks us off our internal level of comfort. When we act in response to fear, we do foolish things, we become dumfounded and incapable seeing and feeling justice, and we oppose love. How? Fear is the opposite of Love. Love is a living breathing noun, verb, adjective that conqueors fear, but we must be willing to submit to it. So where am I going with all of this?
   I must say that I am not to sure, these are just my thoughts and  refuse to organize them because I feel that all of my thoughts are valid, though some may conflict or contradict each other, they are still important.  I am no real writer, I am not very grammatically correct, however I refuse to continue to silence my voice. As an only child my voice has often been muffled or looked over, but now I am going to say it loud, IM BROWN AND I AM PROUD! I don't consider myself black because thats not what COLOR I AM. -Could go further on that thought but I am not.
  Now back to the topic, I am finding my inspiration. All around me I see people with problems and it is how I see the world. Problems and people make this world go round and through the courses that I am taking, I am learning to live. Live with a purpose, my purpose in life is being revealed but I must continue to work hard. So must we all. Or we must work up to our own potential. I am finding my inspiration. Through experience.
   My experiences change from day to day, and I am learning new things everyday. Through conversations, shared stories, documentaries, books, and observations I am inspired. Through LOVE.
Loving Men, Women, and children has inspired me to push through and become more resilient. We must continue to grown and learn through the trials of love.
I could say more but I am inspired by you, the reader. You hear my voice and I am inspired because of this.

Hip Hop?

Currently I am experiencing a drought. Hip hop is losing its substance. I am tired of this music being about the same things. Nothing uplifting is being put into the air waves by the major artist in the industry. Sexually raged album cost us $11.99, but what are we really paying. I think that we are losing sight of what hip hop is, its artistic form is changing. However in an attempt to feed your mind listen to this song.
Common- I Used to love Her

In the Midst of Discovery

In the midst of discovery

To uncover true unbinding independence

To escape tradition and become

The reflected mirror image that is me

Insecurity’s inheritance inhibits progress

Yet the fights through caved walls never cease

The initiation of reality and awareness began with you.

Transcending feelings of curiosity and hope claim stake here

Former arsonist become incinerated through the flames they’ve created

Entrapment of feelings, cause them to grasp for the lighter again and again

As the flames get hotter and hotter the burns go so deep, but the arsonist loves the pain,

this way, it will all be over.

Who Am to save to one that loves the pain.

Is it wrong to desire the warm embrace of the sun,

Feeling the air of love appreciation in my heart.

Conventional perspective, Safety net realism, and common sense fear

enclose  the free love boiling deep within.

Simplicity and expansion ideals embed themselves within the shelves of my mind

Now my mental library is generating the biography of you.

Aww honey lover, how I wish I was closer to your hive.

Your words come few but linger long in my mind.

In the midst of discovery I found you, now what am I to do?

Enchanted

At first glance, speechless

Eyes clouded rose shaded vison

As the slow motion still frame 

image of you plays in my mind, 

 I am entranced by your spirit

Imediately my tongue is paralyzied

Ahh Hahh ahhha is all that I can mutter

Because my heart sank years ago

And I am still drowing in you

Damn

Black Women Public Service Announcement

Now ladies, do you think that it is ok to reveal you secrets and perpetuate sterotypes on television and you call this "reality". I could pay you a dollar for reality because some one is paying you to make people believe what they want "viewers" to see. The media is not in your corner. Sorry I can't think straight but I will say this Find Out Who You Are! Ugh

The Rug-Some Thoughts of mine.

In life we all experience or utlize the "Rug"-The Rug is the place in our relationships, whether they are platonic or romantic, this is the place where are feelings about "Things" or "Situations" live. When two people have a relationship these "Things" seem to find themselves at the heart of conversations, debates and arguments alike. These "Things'' take on a number of different faces such pet peeves, insecurites,tragic flaws, lies etc. We all seem to allow these things to take precedence in our relationships

When you sweep things under the "rug" it is a representation of you willingness NOT to deal with the things or situations that plague you at the momment.

Eventually these things and situations accumulate so much that a lump of unresolved feelings, issues and problems form under the rug of relationships.

Once the lump is formed it is hard to walk over the rug without eventually  falling on your face. 

After fallen its kind of hard not to acknowlege the reason why you fell.

The fall represents the rock hard reality that has been left to force the person to acknowlege its presents, in hopes that it can be freeed from its smothering impriosenment.

When a person fall because of their own lack of doing, one might focus of the physical hurt behind the fall while failing to deal with the reason why they fell in the first place.

The Fall should become the bridge between the past and the future.