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)
Photo Cred: https://www.askideas.com/media/13/Love-Me-By-Black-Ink.jpg
Word To Self.
8/15
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
The Message.

So even when your black man wants to change…he can’t,
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.”