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Friday, February 26, 2016
Tuesday, February 23, 2016
24 translations I found; and they all carry the same message. Bad company will corrupt good manners. Though you may love your friends or your company, know this; if yalls morals, vision, standards aren't on the same plane, someone is losing out. You may not be lazy, eccentric, carrying whore-monger tendencies, but know if your "company" does, no matter how stable or grounded you think you are, eventually, you'll find yourself in the same ships as them, wondering how you got there. God hides those he's working on and for real for real, I rather be hidden in these times and come out clean. I've come out scathed and unscathed. The choice is yours on how long you endure as well as what you're enduring. I'm using my free will wisely
Her life, My Life, Your Life - they matter
First performed in December of 2015
A week without violence, seems so far fetched
When the resources available have been so thinly stretched
You couldn't even fathom what I have gone through
Because I have to be "strong"
yet, let these emotions brew.
You get to be the face of a "true American" and womanhood too
While I sit in the shadows, and let this shit quietly stew
What you say is believed and it's taken as fact
While I have my femininity, even my hair, policed and behavior attacked.
An issue that is very personal to me
Will remain covered up for no one to see
It is painfully obvious that research has forgotten us..
If not in America, then who can WE TRUST??
When will my pleas be seen as a cry for help?
Why must I be forgotten and placed on a shelf?
Do you know Im three times as likely to die at the hands of my abuser
but no one seems to care, cus I look like the accuser.
Black, poor, infinitely oppressed
I'm less likely to report the abuse I face
all because
I don't want to seek help in an all white space
Our LOVE for our men shouldn't be seen as a character flaw
Who in their right mind, would put a Black man, in the hands of the law?
That responsibility, I prefer not to bear
But we can't seek help if the resources weren't ever there
I'm afraid there will never be help for me
Until you begin to look at my life,
INTERSECTIONALLY.
REMEDIES for my pain, will be just chatter
Until AMERICA wakes up AND MAKES IT KNOWN, Black Women's Lives Matter.
A week without violence, seems so far fetched
When the resources available have been so thinly stretched
You couldn't even fathom what I have gone through
Because I have to be "strong"
yet, let these emotions brew.
You get to be the face of a "true American" and womanhood too
While I sit in the shadows, and let this shit quietly stew
What you say is believed and it's taken as fact
While I have my femininity, even my hair, policed and behavior attacked.
An issue that is very personal to me
Will remain covered up for no one to see
It is painfully obvious that research has forgotten us..
If not in America, then who can WE TRUST??
When will my pleas be seen as a cry for help?
Why must I be forgotten and placed on a shelf?
Do you know Im three times as likely to die at the hands of my abuser
but no one seems to care, cus I look like the accuser.
Black, poor, infinitely oppressed
I'm less likely to report the abuse I face
all because
I don't want to seek help in an all white space
Our LOVE for our men shouldn't be seen as a character flaw
Who in their right mind, would put a Black man, in the hands of the law?
That responsibility, I prefer not to bear
But we can't seek help if the resources weren't ever there
I'm afraid there will never be help for me
Until you begin to look at my life,
INTERSECTIONALLY.
REMEDIES for my pain, will be just chatter
Until AMERICA wakes up AND MAKES IT KNOWN, Black Women's Lives Matter.
Part One
you're all amateurs. . you think you know about gangs? Yeah I'll tell you about gangs. . .one of the most famous gangs. . .the Nazi's. . .tried to prove Jews and Blacks were of the lowest species on earth. The only race [[ which society created ]] still believes that simple shit. . .
Blacks have the highest rate of BLACK ON BLACK CRIME - (BUT BLACK FEMALES - these beautiful wonders have the highest retention and graduation rate among ERRRRBODY. YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR MINDS-- WE ARE WHAT'S DESTROYING US. . PLAIN AND SIMPLE) over colors and numbers and sets when you can barely spell at damn near 18,19,20 years old. They would put all your bullshit to shame. How you walk around throwing up ya twisted fingers,carrying ya burners,making swerves, having multiple baby mama's, and corrupting the minds of not only your fellow comrades, but yourselves.
WHY SHOULD I SHOW YOU RESPECT. . .BECAUSE YOU THINK IT COMES FOR FREE or BECAUSE YOU RUN A CERTAIN BLOCK ON ONE PART OF TOWN? or BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT LIFE IS because YOU MADE YOUR BED HARD. WHAT YOU DON'T GET is how we're all afforded the same opportunity --- some just refuse to take it. I know where I came from. I came from a loving, middle class, multi-ethnic household and did grow up privileged. That by no means makes me better, but I'll tell you what IT DOES MAKE ME. . .makes me WANT better. I see what my family has been through. I SEE what my ancestors on both sides went through to get my family where we are now. Firstly, I am a child of God [[ hell yeah I make mistakes-everyday I wake up. . .]] Secondly, I am the birth of two souls in one. . .I am Latino, African American , and Native American. I know what struggle is because I chose to struggle. I made the wrong choices on my own and have learned from them. IGNORANCE is as strong a roadblock as knowledge is a tool that can destroy an army. if you knew better you would do better. . .THE ONLY WAY TO MAKE IT TO YOUR FUTURE IS TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE PAST AND APPRECIATE THE PRESENT , IN TURN WORKING FOR A BETTER TOMORROW. .
KNOW THIS: If you don't work for the revolution, the revolution cannot work for you. Be willing to be solution ready, be a part of the solution, otherwise, you'll end up complacent and unhappy.
Blacks have the highest rate of BLACK ON BLACK CRIME - (BUT BLACK FEMALES - these beautiful wonders have the highest retention and graduation rate among ERRRRBODY. YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR MINDS-- WE ARE WHAT'S DESTROYING US. . PLAIN AND SIMPLE) over colors and numbers and sets when you can barely spell at damn near 18,19,20 years old. They would put all your bullshit to shame. How you walk around throwing up ya twisted fingers,carrying ya burners,making swerves, having multiple baby mama's, and corrupting the minds of not only your fellow comrades, but yourselves.
WHY SHOULD I SHOW YOU RESPECT. . .BECAUSE YOU THINK IT COMES FOR FREE or BECAUSE YOU RUN A CERTAIN BLOCK ON ONE PART OF TOWN? or BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT LIFE IS because YOU MADE YOUR BED HARD. WHAT YOU DON'T GET is how we're all afforded the same opportunity --- some just refuse to take it. I know where I came from. I came from a loving, middle class, multi-ethnic household and did grow up privileged. That by no means makes me better, but I'll tell you what IT DOES MAKE ME. . .makes me WANT better. I see what my family has been through. I SEE what my ancestors on both sides went through to get my family where we are now. Firstly, I am a child of God [[ hell yeah I make mistakes-everyday I wake up. . .]] Secondly, I am the birth of two souls in one. . .I am Latino, African American , and Native American. I know what struggle is because I chose to struggle. I made the wrong choices on my own and have learned from them. IGNORANCE is as strong a roadblock as knowledge is a tool that can destroy an army. if you knew better you would do better. . .THE ONLY WAY TO MAKE IT TO YOUR FUTURE IS TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE PAST AND APPRECIATE THE PRESENT , IN TURN WORKING FOR A BETTER TOMORROW. .
KNOW THIS: If you don't work for the revolution, the revolution cannot work for you. Be willing to be solution ready, be a part of the solution, otherwise, you'll end up complacent and unhappy.
Don't let it dwindle
When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, rapid, heavy, strong flows; and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are to become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away
The Virgin
Whats the correct definition of being a virgin.... (pure; unsullied; undefiled: not previously exploited, cultivated, tapped, or used)??
Everyone knows the general meaning and that is...not ever having sexual intercourse....
But lets talk about if everyone was still a virgin to relationships that failed, or sexual relationships or people who lie all the damn time for no reason.
Do you think that your relationship would be healthy if your mate wasnt defiled with the hurt they kept from their past relationship(s). Everyone can feel me on this.. . the reason being this: Imagine if no one ever did wrong to us; then we wouldn't hold any hatred or a grudge towards them that would stop us from loving wholeheartedly with the next because of the fear of being hurt again.. I look at myself and see that the power of words have, at times,overshadowed my actions and vice versa. I've apologized openly to a couple of people for how I ripped them to shreds and broke down their pride.
By tellin them things that i know i wasnt gonna be able to fulfill but had them whole-heartedly believing that or going in on spots I knew were tender. Man listen i wish i was a VIRGIN again not a virgin sexually but a virgin mentally and emotionally though ive learned from my mistakes and corrected them but theres plenty of people who dont have that opportunity and continue to live fucked up lives but i refuse to be one of those people. No more being around people whose parents let them marinate for 9 months in the womb, just to become a fuck boy.
Everyone knows the general meaning and that is...not ever having sexual intercourse....
But lets talk about if everyone was still a virgin to relationships that failed, or sexual relationships or people who lie all the damn time for no reason.
Do you think that your relationship would be healthy if your mate wasnt defiled with the hurt they kept from their past relationship(s). Everyone can feel me on this.. . the reason being this: Imagine if no one ever did wrong to us; then we wouldn't hold any hatred or a grudge towards them that would stop us from loving wholeheartedly with the next because of the fear of being hurt again.. I look at myself and see that the power of words have, at times,overshadowed my actions and vice versa. I've apologized openly to a couple of people for how I ripped them to shreds and broke down their pride.
By tellin them things that i know i wasnt gonna be able to fulfill but had them whole-heartedly believing that or going in on spots I knew were tender. Man listen i wish i was a VIRGIN again not a virgin sexually but a virgin mentally and emotionally though ive learned from my mistakes and corrected them but theres plenty of people who dont have that opportunity and continue to live fucked up lives but i refuse to be one of those people. No more being around people whose parents let them marinate for 9 months in the womb, just to become a fuck boy.
What's a happy ending?
I was once the heart you sought refuge in . . .now it's my heart you run from.
As odd as it may sound, for I'm the one that cut that twindling piece of string that held us together.
Part of me thinks it was over before it was over. . .luckily, I'm not the sole provider for the pain, regret, lies, love, mind fucking, or the union of two bodies into one.
You were once my best friend, my other half, my darker half who sought the light. We spoke of multiple things from world news down to old school music. Our taste differed and you were taken out of your comfort zone inch by inch and exposed to the way things were done in my world.
We learned from each other, took from each other. . .but rarely gave to each other. .
hey, I guess all that's left are pictures and memories. . It's ok though my dear friend. . .Love never fades. . at least not quickly, for when it does that. . . it probably wasn't love to begin with
As odd as it may sound, for I'm the one that cut that twindling piece of string that held us together.
Part of me thinks it was over before it was over. . .luckily, I'm not the sole provider for the pain, regret, lies, love, mind fucking, or the union of two bodies into one.
You were once my best friend, my other half, my darker half who sought the light. We spoke of multiple things from world news down to old school music. Our taste differed and you were taken out of your comfort zone inch by inch and exposed to the way things were done in my world.
We learned from each other, took from each other. . .but rarely gave to each other. .
hey, I guess all that's left are pictures and memories. . It's ok though my dear friend. . .Love never fades. . at least not quickly, for when it does that. . . it probably wasn't love to begin with
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