Simple Ways for You to Defeat Negative Self Talk
A sample from Book 12
(October 16, 2018)—Are you mad at me for cussing? Get over yourself. This is a commentary that screams—It’s time for some cussing!
I’m going to give you some good information here if you suffer from depression, anger, negative self-talk to help you start turning things around in your life. Don’t worry. I’m taking this same journey, so let’s ride!
Continue reading “‘You Bitch!’”Surviving the Knife of Those Who Betray You!
A sample from Book 12
(April 21, 2018)—That knife becomes weaker when we gain the support of others, when we start to see the true meaning behind our life. That knife doesn’t come out that easy especially when you see everyone’s true disclosure.
There’s so much to say, then there’s nothing to say. I have this much on my mind: If they don’t want to see you, it doesn’t matter what you say or do, they won’t see you.
Continue reading “‘Knife’”Forgive Yourself for God Has Already Done That!
(April 8, 2019)—The commentary for my piece titled ‘Salvation’s Need’ I speak about salvation and God taking grace away if we go against Him. A friend called and told me that God does not take away grace. I beg you differ.
Ever since the incident with the Jeep, I have been reverted back to feeling like crap. I can’t seem to return to the good diet that was making me feel great, nor the tanning, nor the exercising. I’m told to get an attorney and sue these people, but, at the same time, that’s not what I’m supposed to do. Faith. I’m supposed to rely on faith. I’ve been battling with all of this lately.
I finished my vow. I’m supposed to wait now. And my relationship with the sweet man…what relationship? All my values, morals, principles are in question right now…every single thing I stand for! The voice of death has crossed my threshold several times in these last couple of months because I’m so tired of fighting, so tired of people lying to me. I’ve been in a battle per say.
Continue reading “‘Aversion’”Sometimes you just gotta to be a bitch!
A sample from Book 12
The Bitch of ItContinue reading “‘The Bitch of It’”
what the hell!
all of it
you hear that, you hear this
‒what is it!
first they want thin
then they want fat
first they want blond
then they want black
first they want
a down-with-it bitch
then they want
a church-going chick
first they want
the naught of it
then they want just sit
first they want
the free-thinking kind‒
intelligent and shit
then they make
the do-it-my-way dip
what the hell!
all of it
you hear that, you hear this
‒what is it!
first they want
drama-free tits
then they add the fits
first they want
the sex-driven licks
then they forget how to kiss
first they want real's click
then goes backwards the flips
what the hell!
all of it
you hear that, you hear this
‒setting confusion's tick
it's all the bitch of it
flip, flip, flip
when you're trying
to get a grip
the crap of it...clip
old bitches come in to sip
trying to slyly unzip
when down falls
their run-away crib
new bitches force in a rip
sending those pussy pics
flirting to get a hit
trying to fill
voids in the flip
for a secured woman's commit‒
it's all a big trip
a playground's nip
she doesn't have time to rip
‒quivering lips curl
to laugh's fit
because....
she's the bitch of it
You have to leave others out of ‘self’!
A sample from Book 12
Ex‒foliate My SoulContinue reading “‘Ex-foliate My Soul’”
I still hear the winds blow
I know, still, from and to
the direction it goes
I depend, too much
on human souls
‒directing my emotional role
these feet‒
so stuck in muddy ground
I've lost the feelings
of being found
trying to understand
hear...every sound
I've stumbled away
from which I'm bound
raise me up, oh Lord†
unclog‒
these maggot-filled holes
rub your sands deeply in‒
pull me out
as you wash away clean
the filth
of this infested bowl
help me again‒
feel fit and lean
where I once had strength
of a lion
‒the sanctuary
of a crystal clear stream
enlighten my heart, sweet Jesus†
relight this drive
I so carelessly left behind
enrich my soul
wash away the corrode
so me, in ease, I can stand
on my own two feet
understand words in my heart
having strength to sort
‒without falling apart
yes, Lord†, raise my tempo back up
so I can feel, once more
the unstoppable me
‒that pure individual feeling
of being free
without the need
of another's glee
I open me up‒
mind, body, soul
I'm, again, letting go
so...whichever the winds blow
matter is not needed
for I'll be free again‒
in the total of
letting go
Let yourself learn from the lessons given!
A sample from Book 12
Thank You for the TimeContinue reading “‘Thank You for the Time’”
I often mix up the rhyme
wanting the rhythm
in times
then I think
this life of mine
has to end some time
thank you, Lord†, for the time
the silence
the frozen bones
thinking deep...on my own
without stories to tell
‒just a visit home
thank you, Lord†, for this time
everyone has seeds sewn
everyone to everyone...cloned
beeps from a wireless phone
passing on‒
without really being known
I thank you anyway, Lord†
for this time
for bleak bitterness
in my mind
for the tearing love
in my heart
‒I once fought so hard
feeling so torn apart
in this space...I am caught
reading words‒
to me...once taught
thank you, Lord†
my lessons are mine
listening deep‒
watching go by...the time
wondering if enough‒
I've been kind
no backwards
only forwards
can I move the line
taking the lessons‒
building new rhyme
understanding the journey
through time
is not just mine
thank you, Lord Jesus†
for all those moments
in time
I'll bring them all in
play with them
in my mind
then cherish the rhyme
after all, You've† given me
the time
What it takes to keep love!
A sample from Book 11
AllegoriumContinue reading “‘Allegorium’”
(Sweet Man)
(what is it in life
if you can't tell
wrong from right
to see in sight
what is of great heights
to know
from a wrong fight
and a right fight
‒one worth the cry
one not worth the try)
there was a yell, a scream
an act of rage
mixed in scents of sage
she would leave
she would leave today
her bags...she began to pack
‒the stress off her back
she voiced everything
she wanted to sack
her mind lost in a haze
remembering
all those great days
‒reasons why she stayed
anger filled in a maze
this way, that way
‒which path to take
wanting to run
in spite of the fun
then in comes the pun‒
standing eye to eye
tears suddenly
fill in cry
we just can't be together
shaking
coming from deep inside
I know
each not willing to move‒
standing their ground
knowing
without making a sound
it all comes down
to mixes in race
different traditions
different tastes
but that's just the base
to what lies beneath‒
experiences
in the lace
wanting her to stay
knowing
his moments in rage
‒can't keep her in a cage
from her mind
it won't fade
searching
for words to say
wanting nothing in fright
in his dark eyes‒
seeing the willing light
wanting her to seek it
please make it bright
understand the hard in my life
for it, I had to fight
sealing up everything inside
confusion succumbed‒
the sudden in rays
from his silent, pleading glaze
it's not just his aces and eights
that's on the take
she adds up the sum
to it, he wasn't dumb
every piece, every crumb
has to be sorted‒
to smooth out
the constant lump
another chance
another steady ride
taking each side
‒what's buried in hide
no matter how many lows and highs
wobbling
through pass homicides
all those moments‒
others confused their minds
making them want to pounce‒
in anger...quickly dive
thinking through it‒
hearing every sound
warnings, confusion, heart‒
feeling the surface of found
wondering where its bound
this constant round
has to sooner or later
release its hound
when wanting to stay
is all around
softly relaxing
the lines on her face
that unconditional
is not in a trace
‒it's in the base
of foundation's lace
without living in a race
what others see as a toxic tray
may just be
the difference in race
in raised traditional's case
‒angers set in
wanting to be erased
each learning to let go‒
what once slapped them
in the face
releasing anger's ways
that keeps trapping them
in a haze
‒exploding in a blaze
what is it in life
if you can't tell
wrong from right
to see in sight
what is of great heights
‒to know Jesus'† life
why for us, He† died
love is worth the ride
for it, pay the price
for the reward
everlasting life
You gotta stomp ‘negative’ to the ground!
A sample from Book 11
Win the GameContinue reading “‘Win the Game’”
say it sweet, say it deep
I'm in for the keep
know the curious fleet
those in your head‒
putting you in weep
it's just voices in need
hungry in greed
‒trying to get the heed
blinding you from see
so you don't want to be
it's just turds and pee‒
a careless, selfish deed
happiness...out
it wants to beep
all its hate‒
wanting you to meet
say it sweet, say it deep
I'm in for the keep
stomp out that weed
don't give in, don't feed
strip away
every poisoning seed
kill it from its creep
don't be just a referee
be the one
with all the beef
the one that holds
the pivoting decree
in which
no one has to agree
don't be too loud
don't be too meek
say what you deem
make it your solid creed
hey, you motherfucker‒
this is me
take a hike
flee
to myself
I give this meed
from you
I AM freed
I AM the BE in ME
Racism, hate: Evil’s best friends. Don’t let it consume you!
A sample from Book 11
TruthContinue reading “‘Truth’”
liars seek truth‒
falsifying a life
without any light
manipulation...their due
cutting it on cue
‒without noticing
the coming dues
their belief‒
trying to convince you
all they do
true, true, true
backing them‒
there are few
their spots change
sending you to the loo
oh! what to do?
‒without cursing them, too
truth is truth
existing
no half truths
‒it's either all true
or just makings
of a waterloo
You are NOT a girl! You ARE a woman!
A sample from Book 10
Tradition's BackfireContinue reading “‘Tradition’s Backfire’”
they said
you're just a girl‒
this is a man's world
messing with my head
holding me back
in their dizzy twirl
I tried to push ahead
but esteem
they made me lack
on my butt‒
they'd just slap
ignoring my educated snap
putting me in dead
all those words
they said
but I don't go down like that
my mind...I discovered
sound
so much world
all around‒
I bounced back
learned a few facts
I got over their curse
learned new adverbs
set it all up‒
for a reverse
when they came at me
in their attacks
they said
you can't put it out
like that
you're too bold...too negative
you...no one will respect
they'll drop you
as a contact
‒see you as an 'old crab'
much more than that‒
from all sides
came their attack
my professional swirl‒
downgraded to just a girl
my mothering cap‒
smashed to the ground
with a raging man-ego trap
stripping me
of those I gave birth
my christian-wife-giving perk‒
crushed into dirt
as hands
around my throat...grasped
my daughtering burst
my sistering worth‒
taken, stripped, clasped
as man-driven pride submersed
fist to head‒
stripped 'til I was dead
I couldn't go down like that
my mind‒
put in the back
‒lost from sound
so much world
all around‒
on a different
leveling track
I bounced back
‒met their crap with crap
in sexual immortality‒
I did flirt
around edges of freak
I certainly did skirt
‒screaming, yelling, cursing
I explored my worse
from the depths of dead
completely lost in my head
over and over rolling‒
those words they said
‒all those lies fed
I did the dread‒
around every corner
I did tread
but I don't go down
like that
my mind...I discovered
much more sound
so much world
all around‒
I fell in their trap
but it's just fact
I bounced back
into a dim light
I emerged
ready...able
put up
my hard-core fight
as the light
moved to bright‒
breaking their holding-down trap
unveiling their curse
‒I moved into rebirth
learning my worth
what truly
sets my turf
I am a woman
not just a girl
my looks‒
just a perk
on my body‒
let your eyes flirt
‒all this framework
aids my intelligence
(the likes of brilliance)
yes...on my face
a slight smirk
out...I reemerged
this butt‒
yes, try and slap
see if I don't call out
your crap
this mind‒
try to trap
I'll come at you‒
out of this cave
like a bat
yes, it's like that
don't like it‒
down...sit back
sap
for I've learned my worth
bridges...I'll easily burn
‒say it like it is
this right‒
I've readily earned
and...I don't go down
just like that
my mind...I know
clearly...positively
sound
all this world
all around‒
I am bound
for, indeed, I bounce back
with the resistance of a cat
it's just fact
you...I'll come straight at
I'm 'all' that
and...that's just that!
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