Saturday, July 8, 2017

Yeah, that's ME!

Oh no, it's a Muslim sista,
Bout to tell her story,
Probably bout jihad or political controversy,
Maybe she'll spin off bout how her life was tough,
And turn up with emotions sayin how she's had enough...

I'm a typical, not average black sista,
American born,
Old school like home grown,
Terrorist?,
Hell no, I'm talkin bout weed,
And other types of feel good shit that make your mental bleed...

I like rock, funk, soul and jazz,
Heavy metal that drives you mad,
Boxing, baseball, and exclusive shit,
Writing, loving, I'm sick with it,

Eat halal food and a spiritual meal,
Get full, make room cuz my appetites real,
I Go deep, go hard and all metaphysical strengths,
Wizdomatic conversations,
Regardless of length,

I'm humble and stand out,
And yes, damn it i swear,
So before you continue to judge,
Think of what y'all whisperin out there,

Never claimed to be perfect,
Didn't think i ever was,
Just want to introduce myself,
And show you what i does!


Childlike

Influenced by children to live life carefree,
Sometimes reckless, if necessary,
Never looking over shoulders,
Always looking forward,
Looking forward to wherever the day may take you...



Friday, July 7, 2017

Re-lease!

It's about time,
Time to recognize the thing in front of your face,
That determines where you're placed,
Right here and now...

Are you happy, content and satisfied,
With the stressful upkeep on telling a lie,
About your job ir relationship,
With whom the migraine keeps you sick?

Paralyzed with fear of change,
Or rejection but shit remains,
The same struggle, the same complaint,
Acting like demons representing saint's,

Break free from chains you created,
Throw it 'round your neck and let it hang low,
Make a move besides your mouth cuz your agitated,
Drop that mic, let it hit the floor


Thursday, July 6, 2017

Dreams?!

Dreams can be visions of fantasy,
Songs of reality,
Warning me about who to keep an eye on,
Telling me I'll make it even when the stress just piles on,

Over again, different scenes,  same scenario,
Thinkin while sleep about its truth as it unfolds,

Playing out shit like running naked down Main St,
Yelling at the top of my lungs, "they after me",
Lookin over my shoulder as the crowd's closing in,
Faces of snakes on bodies of chickens...

I believe Dreams are interpretations,

Of fears, hopes and future situations,

Be it far from me to know exactly what they mean,

Waken up after chillin with the enemy,

Sleep with one eye open after saying your prayers,

Z's start flowing all through the air,

Unseen beings manipulate your mind,

As the world of consciousness is left behind,

Contemplate and analyzing all the data,

Seems like a long time to recall whats scattered,

When your retelling it, the dream appears to be real short,

Abbreviatied story of the teleport,

As it comes out your mouth, it sounds so messed up,

Feeling embarrassed like, that's fucked up

In the back of your brain, its as real as can be,

Probably just meant for dreamworld reality...

Becareful of the thing you share with your friends,

Tight lips have potential to eventually unmend,

Keep your dreams close and protect them well,


Measure them with caution in the wind, don't tell



Thursday, May 18, 2017

Abnormal behavior


Sitting in a hot car, windows up, engine off...

I don’t know why I’m so tired and I can’t seem to stay focused on what ‘s in front of me.

This is getting pretty bad…

I’m no longer content, and can’t focus on as to what’s important,

What’s normal,

I get upset at the drop of a dime, I feel as if I’m losing my grip..

I don’t understand this roller coaster I’m on but it sucks!

Even when I used to go crazy, I had a clue, but I don’t even have that luxury anymore

I feel like such a rotten person because I’ve learned to dislike a lot of people and feel guilty at the same time.

I like who I am but I don’t know who I am.

I like the old me and miss her,

I like the new me but can’t believe this is who’ve I become.

I sneak up on my shadow because I don’t want it to fallow me anymore.

I run from myself, because I don’t understand who I AM!



Sunday, April 30, 2017

Pointless...

Speakin' wizdom to a fool, is like
Tryin' to beat the echo of your own voice,
Yellin' at a deaf man,
Wringing out denim by hand, 
Running under water,
Doin' cartwheels downstairs, 
Caring for someone who hates you,
Brushing teeth then drinking orange juice, 
Long trips on no sleep,
Wet socks in winter boots,
Dice without dots,
Unsweetened sugar,
Tofu,
Gloves without fingers,
One way street at a dead end,
Mowing grass in the rain,
Unicycle without a seat,
Fool's gold,
Diet water,
Racism,
Speed reading upside down,
Vinegar without acid,
Glasses without lenses,
Clear as a color,
Stairs leading nowhwere,


An oxymoron...






Wednesday, March 29, 2017

good Morning

Started off as a good morning, 
After yawning, 
Thankin' God for another day,
Another chance,
To be a better me than the day before...

Flowing thru my routine, 
Awaken day dreams, 
About today's short and long term goals,
Strategic plan,
With pen in hand,
Mapping the start of my course...

Two minutes in,
Downfall begins,
Ink slowly runs dry,
I look around,
And hear the sound,
Of sirens as they scream by...

They wake the baby,
Startled the cat,
Disturbed, my panic flys high...

I'm tryin to calm him,
I better pet her,
Now I start to question why...

How did this happen,
Why did i think that,
This would be a smooth day,

It never happens,
I'll try tomorrow, 
It could be worse,
Like they say.