These Monsters That We Preach

These monsters that we preach 
Disguised as advertisements and fun TV shows
They lead to this hate that we have now reached
Guns passing faster than silly love notes during boring track meets
A generation fast fading in neighborhoods unseen
Their backs turned to themselves and their dying consciences
Hate is glorified in the most lavish of ways
Who can curse faster and better?
Be the bully to that freckled fatty with redhead
Love now larger and farther than a once four letter word
Still a heavy burden on the hearts of those who seek to live it
Monsters are disguised in the most beautiful of ways
Thousand dollar purses on Robertson Boulevard 
Katherine’s growing baby bump the obsession of many dawns
Youths in disdain adults in disarray
Corrupt economies on the rise as the chocolate cookies crumble
Grease stained fingers pointed in diverse directions
Yet those monsters we continue to preach have nothing to do
With the hate that we have now reached

Poets

Poets& writers of poems are innocent to behold
Imagination swirling and painting rainbows
In their flustered minds

Words are more than alphabets conjoined from preschool
Syllables more than breaks and form
Love is most definitely more than a four letter word
Do not get them started on hate
Their thoughts often deep and with intent

Don’t be fooled however by their canvas of words 
Spilling butterflies cocoa socks& silver lines
On a clear summer noon

Innocence is far from their flustered creative minds


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Mother Nature Weeps

Mother Nature weeps
Her eyes of comfort and compassion growing dim
Her beloved and children from all corners turning on themselves
Turning on her and her beauty
Trees cut down
Built bridges and bushes burning deep wild and free

Devastation and war in the most innocent of places
Death on the rise as greed and lust flow free
With heavy blood now easily shed

Childhood has lost its innocence
Old age knows now only disdain
Hate is now on the rise as war strides high as power
The need to see and hear overcome by guns and drugs

Peace now on the back burner
Evil and anger
Rape and malice
Roaming as lords and kings among trees and leaves
Whispering deceit blaspheme and incurable incest
Humanity is fast dying

Love lost in the heart of mankind

Varied Circles

This dance that we dance
It goes in varied circles around the truth
Our present world so small
Yet largely outsized by hate and gloom

For all our advancement in science
Communication and supposed intelligence

Basic humanity, kindness, and love still eludes the best of us

Moving Forward

I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone- for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. 1Timothy 2:1-2. NIV

Sound the alarm, make it known
As unprecedented history resoundingly repeats itself
A generation speaking for what it believes
The horns of victory blowing in their hearts
Celebration and joy flowing from them all

And though there is still much work to be done
We rejoice still in this feat
Acknowledging the long journey ahead
Its road tough and rough

Knowing in the coming days and months
We must reach across aisles
Putting ambition, color and self-agenda aside
Working together for a greater good

For underneath our dividing differences
Lay a unifying truth
Love for a great nation, our patriotism
So together we must work
Even if and when we disagree
Every one doing their part

For progress, success, and lasting change
To prevail

What Price? And Thoughts Of (On) Human Kindness

WHAT PRICE?

What is the price of an education
Taken so freely for granted by many
We skip class and drop out of school

How much is it to be free
These days as a woman
Undefined by tradition and expectations

What is the price of forgiveness
For an act no doubt wrong
yet not unpardonable or
undeserving of compassion?

How much does it cost
To set aside inhumanity
wickedness and evil disguising
As “culture” “religion” “justice”
And many such terms
Just to be humane (kind)

What is the price of honesty
Patriotism and true humanity (compassion)
When bottomless pockets can easily be filled
Unfortunate citizens
languishing in inherited penury
Passed down four/five generations
No definite end in sight soon

What is the price of human consciousness
And simple decency…

A life…
Perhaps 4
or should we just keep killing ourselves
to find out…

*For Malala, #ALUU4, and mankind.
My heart is tired tonight…I am hoping that releasing these words can, and will help me feel better…special thanks to Susan for helping me out on the above poem.

THOUGHTS OF (ON) HUMAN KINDNESS

Thoughts of (on) humanity
Crowding this heavy heart
I wish the world would live as one
Hate discrimination
Ill and evil disguised as all sorts
A scary fable of old

Perhaps I am a child
Or a foolish dreamer

Still it is my deepest and most
Sincere hope

A burning desire in this weary heart of mine
That we will get it as a people

And as much as it is in our power
We become genuinely kind to one another

Modern ills

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How dark the heart of man
When evil overtakes it
Causing him to be outside of himself

How evil the thoughts of mankind
That he becomes so unrecognizable
He brings devastation to others
Destroying the future of an innocent
When their lives haven’t even taken off

How cruel and barbaric we have become
The human race turning on itself
Violence and wars
Famine and outlandish greed
Pain inflicting corruption
A tragic shame

How blind we are to our own truths
For when we hurt one
We hurt all

When we disrespect women
We disrespect our core
Our very source of life
And existence
An outrage to life

When we harm men
We undo ourselves
Leaving no room for role models

How horrific the many crimes
Against innocents

The very essence of the future
How disastrous and abominable
When we afflict them
We taint our future
Stealing childhood
And youth

Innocence and purity
Destroyed so easily

The maddening cycle continues
We pollute our environment
Harm the very world that houses us
No regard for nature
No esteem for humanity

How truly sad the heart of man
When it is overcome by evil

It can no longer see itself

I Wonder

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Oftentimes I wonder if God
Sees our hurts

I wonder if He sees
The hunger and famine
The devastations and
Heart wrenching afflictions

I wonder if He understands our plights
As many of us are
Poor and impoverished
Captive and bullied

Some
Downtrodden with rejection and
Hate from every side

I wonder if some will get a pass
After enduring years of
Slavery and brutality
Rape and abuse
Coupled with all manner of violence
Sometimes at the hands of “loved” ones

I wonder if He hears the cry of a babe
At the sound of hunger ravishing
His (her) AIDS ridden body
As mother wastes away in a hut
After several years of
Physical and mental
Emotional and sexual
Turmoil and abuse
Aggravated further by
An oppressive government

Oftentimes

I wonder
About the many wars
As children are slaughtered
And humans are burnt
In the name of religion
And holy war

I wonder about
How we hurt and harm
Ourselves
Time and again
Sometimes for no
Good reason

I wonder about the many
Ails and evils that abound
All around

I know He sees and hears
Still
Often times than not
My weary heart thinks deeply
I can’t help myself and so…

I wonder

About Zimmerman And Of Trayvon

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Is it about racism
and of stereotyping?

About gun control
and of senseless shootings?

Is it about self-defense
and of murder?

Is it about security
and of protection?

Is it about image
And of perception?

About Zimmerman
and of Trayvon Martin

Is it about issues we acknowledge
and of issues we ignore?

Hope

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I hold on to the hope that one day
it all would end
All of it would stop

The hate the pain the war
The constant hurt of self and others

The wickedness the racism the anger
The bigotry and other selfish prejudices

All the evil ugly darkness
And hypocritical ways
Masked behind religion and
Holy ways of living

I hold on to the hope that one day
it all would stop
All of it would end

Perhaps I hold onto false hope
But still I hold on