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DO DONT

Don’t swim in my drown, Don’t juggle with my clown,

Do dream to my sound, Don’t push my around

Don’t stand on my down, Don’t come with go

Don’t leave my alone, Do vibe with my clone

Don’t cancel my zone, Don’t dig up my bone

Do blink to my wink, Don’t rob all my think

Don’t bleep with my sync, Don’t ate all my eat

Don’t down my up, Do cheer to my cup

Don’t jump on my bump, Don’t add to my funk

Do rattle my stuck, Don’t pit to my pat

Don’t rat to my tat, Don’t add this to my that

Don’t skim off my fat, Do rise to my clap!

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GAY PROPHECY

To shame another for being true to their self and happiness they felt?

frowning upon them Because they choose not to follow the same path as you do somehow makes them less of a being yet your human too

If judgment should only be casted by the one who determines my fate, why does my journey and punishment affect you so great ?

When I arrive at my destiny it will not be you who opens those gates nor will you be the one who turns me away

You claim to want to help me out of love and show me the right way because to you my decisions and actions will haunt me always

Yet you have sinned but not great as mines and you’ve asked for forgiveness and that changed your life you feel you do no wrong because you’ve made some rights

Everything in your life is perfect compared to mines You feel you’ve been to the other side because you quote a book that says this is right

So many questions I have to ask and so many answers yet to hear so many mixed feelings and people in my ear

Telling me where to go what to do and what In to believe can I not make my own decision to choose In how to be??

Even if I agree and feel it in my soul what’s real to me my selection may be to choose to do what makes me happy I may already know what path that it will lead but may be willing to take the chance because My end is up to me

I came in this world alone and again like that I’ll leave just like you I will face my demons when thatb time comes for me

To love me is to be proud and thankful that I live and breathe and to enjoy getting to know one hundred percent of me

Until the day comes for us to part ways when my shell my soul shall leave I applaud you for following what you believe

because that brings you joy why can’t I get that in return instead of a stone thrown at me The purpose of having freedom is for me to be allowed to be me

without the hassle of feeling wrong for living my life as I intend it to be

Unconditional love should never feel discomfort it should only feel free

to blossom and never to be covered Regardless if we don’t see eye to eye and agree

to disagree our back should never turn against one another because we all are different beings….

MY GAY AMEN…

I AM A PROUD MEMBER OF THE LGBT COMMUNITY

THANKS FOR READING AND ALWAYS STAY TRUE TO YOURSELF!!

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KEEPING HER SCORE

kEEPING HER SCORE

Normal in her relation is quickly sinking ship,

She’s Starring into the mirror wiping another bloody lip,

Wondering if this is honestly the last time she will be hit,

How many more times will she have to call in sick?

Every man that she’s ever chosen turned out to be an abusive pick,

He says that he loves her and showers her with gifts,

All these material things to justify his every hit,

The ring on her finger says that she must stay,

The kids don’t deserve her family broken away,

Her mother took the abuse so she’s thinking she should do the same,

Besides, she provoked him. It’s only right she wears the blame,

One day it will get better, for her He will change,

she’ll just buy extra makeup to conceal all of his shame,

Her friends don’t understand they’re just judging him by all her pain,

They only see his flaws but are never there after the rain,

Yes the ball is heavy but the lost girl inside her loves wearing his chains,

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RED WHITE & BLUE

 RED WHITE & BLUE

Opinion wakes the Judge, once the car rewinds the grudge, 

Visual of the colors, Represent the lost of others

Red white and blue lights, horses, cars, and motor bikes

Protectors that prevent remorse amongst violators of enforce

Law enforcement protect us with honor while wearing uniforms in black

Can turn around and place the same color of human being onto their back

Sounds of sirens means someone in uniform cares 

In the rearview mirror of a selected few it scares

Small children with dreams of saving lives one day 

Small children with broken hearts watching their hero slay

All those who swore to serve and protect

A selected few will swerve and neglect

Not all hearts equal with matching badge

But all are human no more toes with tags!

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MADRE’S CORD

MADRE’S

CORD

They cut the cord when you gave me life

I saw you my angel upon opening my eyes

Not knowing your beauty would ignite my sight

You guided me out of darkness into light

Inside your arms I felt no fright

The sound of your heartbeat calmed me at night

Always taught me wrong from right

My Santa, hero, tooth fairy and rescuer of my cries

You Never gave up when loose ends were tight

My existence motivated your continuance to fight

There are no words to reimburse your price

Of all the things you so humbly sacrificed

Till this day you put yourself behind

Selfless you give me first place in line

You are what I call one of a kind

Nobody like you I’ll never find

Yes we may argue fuss and fight

But I thank God for every minute of our time

And the fact that he he chose you to be mines

The daughter of a mother who is always by my side

She helps me to reach goals above my height

always there to catch me when falling mid flight

My love for you reaches the sky

Feelings I struggle to display I write

My actions opposite of the emotions I hide

Just know my love for you is no lie

Mom I love you with all my might

Every cell, breath, and bone connects to your bloodline

Your perception is that I leave you behind

But reality is you stay on my mind

I battle with myself when your in need and I can’t provide

Obstacles turn my attempts into I tried

Frustrated I can’t give you what you desire

And until I can I’ll never retire

Just hold my hand through this fire

Blessings will rain in the near hour

Have faith in the many showers

Thank you for turning my strength into power

And watering faith upon my weakest flowers

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL!!

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HER NON CONVICTED CRIME

HER NON-CONVICTED CRIME

Arriving at sudden she’s incapable of having good time, The unwanted Miss Dementia waves at the doctor from an x-ray displaying the mind, Answering every unknown question about the patient struggling to rewind, she’s a vicious disease who’s destroying the memories of our elderly human kind, by living inside their brain slowly eating away cells causing health to decline, confusion begins to visit bringing down the normal in behavior as prior self gets left behind, Independence becomes a problem once all knowledge concerning safety turns forget into resign, close loved ones must assist after learning dementia’s evil never will subside, emotions brewing with unsteady try to keep their tear filled cups from spilling in tide, while giving care they are forced to face reality after experiencing that first greet of unrecognized, this official meet proves that dementia exists without pride, her unpredictable actions  internally destroying every witness of her victims demise, Lurking between the waves riding every attempt at normal in disguise, bringing knowledge and wisdom into a battle unable to even beat their own compromise, rapidly changing thoughts in the midst of already confused leaving choice without confide, caregivers are left with the task of seeking out the patients true feelings in hide, frustration builds a roller coaster around the situation as patience tries not to divide, tension is a heavy burden carried by everyone’s love assisting by preventing ultimates collide, enough help becomes a goal that impossible marries with forever denied,  

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UNAVOIDABLY SELECTED

 UNAVOIDABLY SELECTED

    Unexpected the best ones are selected to join a better place from life ejected even prepared with a date it feels unsuspected leaving those close feelings purposely neglected why do those without ill feel so infected so much pain involved like tortures being subjected minds race with thoughts permanently affected nerves shake on edge the outcome cant be objected second chances in life impossible never elected every possible emotion constantly resurrected actions prior to death mentally reinspected memories of the past are heavily invested tears upon faces heavily infested reality is concluded the thought arrested acceptance of absence and peace respected the final goodbye watching them lower six feet digested visitation to a stone no longer physically connected for eternity from this process no ones protected.  

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DRINKING DANGER

DRINKING DANGER

Danger is like a flavor soaring through the air, right after you taste it you stop and stare, as you chew it soon you feel beware, right after you try to spit it out attempting to be spared, right after it gets stronger you become scared, then you smell that taste and your looking everywhere, you start moving to find something to overpower it quickly as you can, not knowing how long this awful thing will last wiping away with hand, the drink like 9-11 you need it now, until then it just lingers on resume, taunting you as you attempt to not let it consume , All the while time seems like it’s standing still, it’s not going away it’s so pronounced and very real, all your senses are awake now climbing hill, waiting for that water to wash away the whole ordeal, never again like that you ever want to feel.

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JENgA

The truth lies down until creative stories end,

Even denial meets the rushing river at it’s bend, 

Help can only occur in the form of AMEN,

Wants can’t redeem without faith as best friend, 

To offer the shoulder of inspiration from motivational hand, 

Life without deletion always being a never in his plan, 

Tall is the reach giving opportunity a stand,

Crawling forever in fear only gives more power to the sinking sand,

Since playing solo provides more room for the instrument to band, 

This short walk requires alone for dreams to have successful attend,

Goals don’t drive automatically they require our manual shift up from pretend, 

Orally wishing up a fantasy without verbal action substitutes all begin, 

Excuses are only meant for having conversations with the blowing wind, 

Falling down five steps should only bring out the urge to climb ten,

Mirrors only wave to the current so present new outlooks from formerly then,

Wants are childish fairytales dream chasers acquire needs for grown women and men, 

Hard work and play is not the recipe for making pleasure the win,

Structure maintaining balance within,

Removing the right piece will forever protect straight paths from gaining curve as a trend,

Receiving limited chances before Jenga brings end.

Corona Virus Closing Iris !!


The virus gone viral is at the end of the loop in its spiral,

The nation together has all walked to the top waiting to meet our most hated rival.

Waiting with mask to throw over the ledge, Practicing arms wave at

recital, refusing to bow down to such a heart taking, venomous, lung shaking unforeseen trial, standing high on our feet dedicated to create a treatment that’s primal, making those  who rest peacefully proud though they are victim is vital, corona Miss Evil soon she will have a taste of her own medicine at arrival, the U.S.A. is a team that massacres every threat with a smile, we will sweep this epidemic behind us in pile, there will be no double- jeopardy in this historical survival, our cure will call you out and refuse any redial! The 19 in your name will be for 1 ​ life saved and ​ 9​ receiving their revival, like cats with the 9th life nurses will administer running down the aisle, no more pandemic we’ve had enough and WILL regain our title! corona will no longer be our nation’s tyrant, we won’t

rest until we place lids on your iris, for those we have lost so dear, we

hug you when our masks strap ears!

A Tear

 A TEAR MAY DROP 

A tear may drop from my eyes and land on my thighs

In a moment of exhaustion i may let out a sigh

Overwhelmed but yet my head remains high

stress of it all levitate me like  wings when I try

That’s how i remained determined to fly

My goals must reach past the sky

Aim farther each time I fall the faster i climb

Carrying new tools the weight heavier each time

Thanking God for all the blessings in line

The ones i have received motivates my mind

Faith is the strength that helps my body survive

My heart beat is an alarm for my soul to remind

That there’s a purpose i was given life

So even if i hit snooze i know after neutral is drive

I can never park or go backwards to thrive

I can only slow down or shift forward to incline

I was put here for a reason I won’t stop til I know why

we kiss time goodbye…

apart, a distance kept, past regret,and other mysterious combinations of lives livedinstead the love of a lifetime, and beyond all lifelines,blossoms, as we touch the sky, with hearts filled withlove and joy once, we bid adieu, not knowing whether our pathswould cross again, we, two souls separated by circumstance, now fly high,transparency by design, seeing […]

we kiss time goodbye…

THE CRADDLE

THE CRADLE

Swinging back and forth by the over-protecting hands, are the
cradles occupied by those with screaming glands, they’re sparing
the rod and constantly giving into demands, welcoming a being
into a society unprepared for such commands, making every safe
community unaware and endangered fans. Rejection is the recipe
for these unpredictable reactions unplanned, not aiming for
anyone specific but always the actions are grand, empathy a never
in seek, anger is the only emotion to stand, out of control seeds
are all growing in their selfish lands, regrets start to sprout
amongst families breaking clans, but it’s always after time has
expired and there’s no more pouring sand, caring attempts to reset
only begins to put more fire under pan, stirring this pressure
during boil leaves unsuccessful tasting painfully bland, rebellion
begins drinking every late arriving challenge like fuel in emergency
can, the rising structure causes the adolescent to become more
creative leaving the parents damned, punishment is viewed as an
alien approach that they aren’t even interested in trying to
understand, they hear no and immediately think unfair treatment
labeling these words their brand, if they are summoned to take
responsibility by force for their actions they plot during time’s
span, Manipulating those unfamiliar with them using others and
eventually leave home to officially expand, Liking to cause trouble
they seek destruction gaining innocent victims then slip away
through cracking sand, it begins with lies, and games during youth

then by adult it grows thicker and turns into a thrill seeking habit
that they must slam, pretending associates are friends when no
one else exists in mind a one man band, discarding humans and
destroying any and all in path they no longer wish to withstand.

CHAOSURISITY

CHAOSURIOSITY

The string is now lit, running from escaping pit, it swallows all thread as it glows, the I don’ts will walk with the do, as the vows unbreak promises are froze, familiar fiance now extinct, who invited this new person that has arose?, no more tickled bellies or twinkling eyes, now theres only left frowning nose, frightened by this new found stranger, while wearing bruises under her clothes, happiness in a brand new union, it seems now has come to a close, Date nights are a thing of the past, her highlight of the day is communication with the stove, breaking a sweat for his unworthy wants, while he plays poker with his bros, often shes alone in bed, as late nights work consist of his hoes, confronting this behavior, get’s her only shiny diamonds and a thorned rose, inside she builds with anger, infront of guest she smiles with compose, regrets sends depression to her mind, her habits changing in abru[ting flow, but he doesn’t notice, since selfish is his only goal, she ponders vengeful plans, that involves him wearing white tag on toe, no children to miss her presence, since sex he has not at home, she daydreams of his every bone, watching their wedding ta[e, wondering where wrong did it go?, she granted his every wish, and her vows has never sank below, she knows better is outside waiting, for her arrival but to divorce his answer is no, he keeps her on a legal leash, because the needed split forces him to share halving whole, it’s not about missing his companion, it’s the bond that allows him to control, after years she’s determined, to take action for once she’ll show, packing her goodbye kit, leaving planted traps behind, for the ending of his soul, in her hands she has one ticket, for the vacation she’s had on hold, swapping places now she’s first, temporarily he becomes second, mrs sweet is now mrs cold. As her flight takes off in air, the relax she craved is known. 

PROGRESSING THE BEHIND

PROGRESSING THE BEHIND

Addicted to the spent time, along with the 3 words that make our hearts be mine, making us unaware of the true happiness that we could find, only if we would make our decisions based not on our emotions but, thoughts within the mind, but feelings inside the heart imprisons all the precious given in time, even after all the sour events begin by squeezing life so tightly that it begins by draining slowly like lime, Our human nature willingly downplays the awful nature of every abusing partners crime, Then we run to our loved ones with much carried embarassment wanting their napkins to soak up our whines, The rain consumes our relationships prior sunshine again they instruct us on responding to the make-up with decline, like broken record we promise “for real” our famous line, always the plan never succeeding the action to resign, this famous question constantly awaiting in confine, the answer being not simple, due to a complication with love during combine, it’s a default in our nature to act on feelings its designed, after the selection usually it’s then we contemplate as we rewind, bringing all the obvious to illuminate after the emotional saturation created blind, outsiders immediately attach the situation to weakness they assign, forgetting we’re only human and perfection for us all is not in climb, experience after tiring trials changes some of us that defaulted before to refine, no more will the “if” “and” or “buts”, get tangled in a confused process resulting bind, though it’s not often enough that we leave this problem in our past behind, as life continues this subject unfortunately for all will never transform to benign. 

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