My restlessness guided by my drive to change life in ways that may only exist as a dream. That’s usually how it starts right?…Anxious to create a future. Sixty seconds to me became as valuable as an hour. Echoing inside my head my grandfather “waste anything but time”. I caught myself thinking of the end as if I forgot death is guaranteed and to live is a choice. Once again I take my foot off the brakes and continue my drive. Cruising, knowing no matter which road I take towards my destination there are many others have tried to get to the same place…no matter if they took longer or made it quicker in the end they made it…as well as you will. Know when to stop for gas, watch for the ignorance of the road. Drivers that underestimate the importance of keeping your eyes on the road, one crash could leave you in the shop or worse. Always remember to keep your drive, you are your own brakes, you are your own gas. YOU ARE IN CONTROL….see you at the finish line.
Tag: faith
Lost In Thought 11/22
You think about it all day,
You think of ways to change,
You think of ways to grow,
Spend your entire day thinking,
Until you think the day away.
You think it’s getting better,
You think you’re getting stronger,
You think you’ve found the solution,
You think that,
Until you think yourself into doubt,
Think yourself into fear,
Hey I think you’ve fell back to square one.
I think you should put thought into actions,
I think you should stand and take chances,
I think we shouldn’t over think,
I think you’d love your ideas when you see them come alive,
Thoughts are not meant to be coveted.
I think you should open up,
Before your door close.
ThisIsLife (Excerpt)
Sometimes you need a voice in your ear,
The way I stand as a man ain’t alone,
How much of a man are you ?
If you make it to the yacht,
But everyone else around you drowning,
Maybe I was raised different,
I can’t call myself a man and allow my brothers to remain niggas,
I can’t build a happy home with pity & a sad past,
Why would I offer you to walk in my shoes?
When we can step together,
No matter the situation & what you come from,
One day I’ll fall too,
Wise enough to prepare for it,
The day I’ll need you there for it,
So if I reach a believable highest height,
I’ll offer my shoulders to help you reach an even higher height,
This is life how I see it,
Written by a black mans genius,
Hate us but wanna be us,
Black is free
Black is us
Black is you,
Black is me,
Black is God,
Can you see?
Sneaking under the overseers,
To achieve,
The life I deserve,
The rights that I’ve earned,
You can keep the stars but them stripes got to burn.
Photo Cred: https://www.askideas.com/media/13/Love-Me-By-Black-Ink.jpg
Word To Self.
8/15
Yesterday, I was.
Today, I Am.
Tomorrow, I will be.
Set goals you can reach.
Always.Push.Forward.
July 25th-Emmett Till
Looked a white woman in the eyes,
I should have died today,
Spoke to her kept it as simple as “Hello”,
Though I,
Couldn’t help but think,
I should have died today,
As she turned away I looked once more,
That’s old fashion, Continue reading “July 25th-Emmett Till”
Sundae’s On A Sunny Sunday #1
I don’t believe anyone was put on this earth to hurt anyone.
I don’t believe God put people in your life with the intentions to hurt you.
God is love.
This is where I believe free will comes into play.
People choose you hurt you.
People choose not to love.
Your hurt by people choices within free will.
What saves you from that?
God’s will.
The Message.
They want you in fear,They kill black men to grab your attention,
They take away your fathers and brothers,
They find the root of your support system and kill it,
They want you to fear giving birth,
They destroy the minds of growing black men so they have nothing to offer,
They tie your black men to a system that forever follows them,
So even when your black man wants to change…he can’t,
So even when your black man wants to change…he can’t,
They kill us to break your heart,
They want to give you the fear to never experience this again,
They hope you choose not to birth and raise another black man,
They know the only way to get rid of us is to get rid of you,
This is the message they’ll attempt to send you,
Black woman.
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Numbers Lie?…
If your argument is more whites are killed by police than blacks, I advise the white community to bring these situations to the light. To me that number means nothing, as humans we tend to know what we see and what we experience. You want us to believe you face the same issues we do? Show us and we’ll gladly fight for justice with you. White & Black hand in hand fighting for our rights. See when a black man is murdered by police we don’t see much frustration from the white community. We don’t see a white community that’s tired of the same issue. We see (not all) but plenty of the white community stand behind the police. When your emotions match the numbers maybe then that statistic may mean something … Until then #blacklivesmatter.
Sun Down.
Sun down,
The moment my life becomes a novelty,
A beacon of hope starts to dawn on me,
I could never tie myself to poverty,
Lost pride,
Then found the God in me,
Young man learned when to let the father speak, Continue reading “Sun Down.”
