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Everybody stop! Do u hear that ticking? A bomb explodes, now everybody on the ground. Cry now, mourn now while u still have the tears. Cry for the fallen, the dead, the slaughtered, the distressed, the displaced, the dissonance…the separation of life and body. Feel now while u still have the shivers in ur back. Allow them to run up ur spine n tickle ur vertebrae. Traveling in a still conscious body that’s warm with blood. Have the feeling ooze out of ur ears n drip to ur shoulders down down the rabbit hole.
All my life I had to fight and I’ll be damned if I go in the dirt knowing that I cldve done more to save myself. More to fight, more to live!
Ur New Left Wing president is asking that all persons report to their nearest City Council office and shake em up. I am declaring myself the leader of everyone whos not an extremist propagator with a short set of skills looking to overthrow a nation’s Democratic order with the fate of the world hanging on their every word. I cant have it. Not in my backyard. No presidential candidate is willing to be a Martyr for each n every one of us. Not for Amadou, Eric Garner or Sandra. Not for Trayvon, Akai Gurly or Malala. And not even for the cops that were shot on Myrtle and Marcy.
We protect ourselves right here in little ol Brooklyn. Running down thieves, tracking reckless hit n run drivers, and catching those idiots playing the Knock Out game. We even held the borough down during the blackouts and blizzards that closed us out from the rest of the tri state area.
So whats our future leaders saying….lets build a wall. Nope too Qin Shi Huang. The man who started the Great Wall of China with forced labor. Lets register all Muslims n close down mosques. No, too Hitler. The man who wanted to recognize Jews in order to kill them. Lets defund Planned Parenthood too ridiculous, everybody uses their services to keep unplanned parenthood at a minimum. Ban gays from marrying and abortions from happening no matter the circumstance, damn Rubio too Republican. But Bernie says free college and hes a monster! Damn i must be the Devil.
I need lives behind me, people who live, love n laugh often. People who know what its like to bury a loved one. I need the lives of those who wana live. Come with me.
Picture is from http://www.timeforchocolate.com
Dedicated to all who died in the recent terrorist attacks, as well as the survivors.
Find something sweet in the day
So that you may smile big and grand
We all have a mantra we say
That holds our feet to where we stand
And with that much discipline now
You must be as strong as a bull
Cuz you will never weaken or bow
With all of ur sweetness so full
I wish to seek as much art out of Brooklyn as possible. And there’s so much here that even the Brooklyn Museum opens its doors for free every first Saturday of the month.
When the weekend comes, I’m sure everyone wants to just go to a happening club and party all night. But museums and open mics appeal to me more.
I enjoy being slapped with culture and overwhelmed with international deities. Learning about different histories intrigues me and that is why I’m releasing my poem entitled, A Ride.
When I read it’s like a ride, a roller coaster ride
That’s better with a friend but I’m my own best guide
I like to see the world. The past, present and future
It’s like learning about my mom, and all the moms before her
I can travel across the land, see beauty far away
To a time where Amber Rose earrings were in play
Take me there museum! I wana go there today
Give me something to remember when I’m old and grey
Recently I had a concept about this magazine that I definitely want to publish. Now this current issue is set to go out in June and if you would like a copy just like this post or comment that you do want a copy and I’ll get that to you in it PDF version. Thank you
P.s. Stay tuned for articles written, by me, to appear on my blog. Thanx
Cute, cuddly poem for lovers
This winter will be one for the ages
We’ll drink, laugh, sing and be merry
Times get tough but we goin make it
Yeh we’ll ring in the new year baby
Just hold my hand as the snowflakes fall
We can get warm by the yuletide log
Ill whisper in your ear something so soft
We can cuddle up and stay here in my loft