Please accept this small token of words that were spirit led because of the wonderful things that your loving eyes revealed about you...
Attack the word carrier because it may distract him from bringing those powerful messages to the people who need them most...
Destiny has been calling even when you been spiritually crawling... No more options, no more excuses, it's time to answer the call.
Blood in the Sand... The sand is filled with the DNA of the ancestors who survived the horrors of the Middle Passage, the beatings and inhumane treatments of their flesh by their captors...
The Words " All Men Are Created Equal", are once again under attack from a Wave of Hate, that refuses to accept these words as true.
I knew you were special and I hope you realize too, that's why I asked the poet to write this poem just for you...
There is a Spiritual Movement happening throughout the globe, the signs are being uncovered and discovered...Truth is tired of being diluted and polluted.
Our neighborhoods… Shun by many, often neglected and never selected or giving a recovery plan, because many outside our neighborhoods don’t give-a damn…
Out of Africa came the Spirit of Life that traveled and grew to every part of the planet... The Cradle of Civilization began here on this continent.
We know who you really are and your actions have had an impact and effect on the lives of many people... Your parade of masks are no longer working and some are seeing the real you..
Bird Keeper… Repaired my wings, cleared my eyes, and fed me in the physical, in the Spirit, and in the mind…
When you have been betrayed by love, abused by love, people find it hard to trust again... True love can always find you, some people never learn to recognize it...Don't close your heart.
Learning how to enhance your thoughts has proven to be a link to the next level of thinking, where peace of mind is consistent.
Dedicated to My Spiritual Mother ( Gwendolyn Gillis) who has been a source of strength and a pool of wisdom...You have enlighten many, I am just one who is forever grateful.
Listen Carefully for your scream, pray it doesn't come to late... A poetic warning from one who knows...
The Children need to know the truth about their history and all the stories, even if some are to gory. Racial pride doesn't have to mate with hate. Every race should feel like a proud race.
History Demands that someone take a stand and allow truth to be told whole.
Your waters have powers that are unknown to you, felt some from your touch, from your grip and those sensuous lips.
Wrongful death settlements are sometimes called Ghetto Lottery... A new term floating around to show disdain for families still in pain...
As of these words the souls and fury of over Two Hundred Thousands, Men, Women, Children are seeking a venue so these atrocities get off of death’s menu, and not be able to continue…
Off With The White Sheets which covers the eyes and hides the face, but does not conceal the anger and rage towards other tribes of humanity... God is watching and you will judge.
In the eyes of God, We are One, no matter the color of your skin, or island you came from, under the Sun God loves everyone...
Out of the shadows there will always be the silent yet potent observer who sees, feels and acts in stealth, without fanfare, without seeking rewards... Stay in secrecy if you must.
I am a Word Peddler my source and resources come straight out the heart and mind, with permission from the soul.
Wake up from your slavery sleep, face some painful facts, that there is a reason for the Black Man being held back, and seemly under constant attack...
Unconditional love didn't come easy...Thank you for showing me the way and by leading by example.
Many are chosen , some remain frozen...These words are for the gifted Visionary who has always been among us...May these words find your eyes and stir your talents.
Silence no more because in that silence there lies denial and doubts trying to meet secretly, to being grief, instead of peace to the heart...
Saartjie Baartman aka Sara Baartman aka Venus of Hottentot, Your story should be told, our daughters and sisters should be aware that there still are people out there who live to exploit their beauty, their bodies…
I see a light in you that never seems to dimmer...Saturated in concern and love... In these times let your Light reach the dark places and reach all the races.
From Slavery times to these modern times, the pressure seems to be always on you Black Man...Rise from it, confront it and be done with it.
Written in 2016 as a prediction of a shift in power in the wrong hands can lead to problems that can have a major effect on the whole world... Hoping I was wrong even though the evidence is strong.
Living is no longer what they desire because their eyes no longer had fire... Pray for the men who have given up on life.
My name is Truth and I come with proof, study things like history, anthropology and you can learn many things about me.
Racism is on Trial again, Maybe this time the charges will stick, the few that are holding on strong, have been exposed and are losing control.
Belong to one? Escaped from one? Running from one? Dysfunctional Family; How is Yours doing?
The New America is asking its citizens to forget America's past behavior towards them and embrace the future...I am concerned and many of you should be too...
They were both cut from the same cloth given proof that this love was an Ancient Love and it was made to last.
If you are blessed to have the title Mother, then you should be honored at all times, these words are for you.
Racial pride doesn't have to mate with prejudice in order to be effective...Black Lives Matter too and so does every race on the Earth.
When the wrong is to strong love will start to pack and never look back... Told you is a testimony from the love zone.
Speak Lord so that I can heal...Let the thoughts of you heal every ounce of me from head to toe.
Respecting women should be easy to do, after all it was a woman who gave birth to YOU.
I don't know what your talents or gift are, but I know mines and I-be-Poet, words are me and I am filled with words...
Greedy hands are now exposed hands as the whispers are getting louder and people are tired of everything falling around them and on them...
We are one and racial pride doesn't have to mate with prejudice... Cultural clashes between Islanders and residents of different shores are address in this poetic piece.
This is your conscious speaking: Blocking out others is fine, blocking out me is a crime...
I was never giving a chance to say goodbye because death snatched you right before my eyes... Gone to soon and you never be forgotten.
Fighting The Blues can keep you strong if you remember that you are loved and a Child of God.
You are not the first and you still have time to regain control of your mind...Silent Junkies.
Is it that time, the demonic possession time, how long may I ask does this P.m. s. transformation last?
When it is too quiet in Love's Garden some elements get jealous and try to plant seeds of disruption...
Corona Virus is a global menace creating some dangerous times ahead for all the people on the earth, we all should be concerned.
The Spirit of My People will never be broken because they survived the dungeons, whips and the Middle passage...We are a resilient people.
Open your ears as well as your mind when the Word Bird is nears because this is My Time, My Year... Flying from the ground up bringing poetic truth with me...
Dream Killers Are Not a Myth they are in our midst and people should be aware of this, open your eyes as well as your mind.
I looked inside you, saw the lights in the dark chambers of your mind, seeking a way out and seeking to stay out...Excuse me for invading your privacy.
Pastor Johnny Ray Young Blood is rising like a wave with the blessing of the ancestors and God... A Poetic Tribute to a visionary.
I knew you would come, been expecting you for quite some time...is a poetic testimony of clarity and understanding about certain forces that strives to divide mankind.
I Represent! You Represent! She Represents! He Represents! We Represents! The Resurrection…
The People Have the Right to Know things about their Race, Culture and History...Remembering can be healing and painful at times, still truth should always be told whole. Every race has a story...
How Come the Season of Jolly can't stay and reach everybody, for more than a season...Written to encourage sharing and caring when there is an overflow of resources,that can make a difference.
Night Face… Next time someone criticizes you about your Natural Beauty, please don’t feel shame for you are obviously dealing with someone who has a small and shallow brain…
It is for times like these where fear and anger seems to be everywhere. Let Us Get Prepared to bring about change, and with God as a guide the victory is assured. Let the churches say Amen.
Emotional Fire can lead to unsuspected desires and the body and the mind seeks to know Can You Feel It?
As fast as you can Run From The Shackles that were designed to keep you confined, detained and under constant restrain. Make the right decisions and always avoid prison.
Inside the Soul are memories buried from a time long ago...In your serenity moments Try To Recall those who walked the planet first. We are the descendants of the First Fruits that walked the Earth.
In these times there is a Lost Generation that is running out of time to correct some of the mistakes that are being done on a daily basis... Mistakes that comes from children of all races... Every child is a valuable child...
In every race there are Men Like You who seek no fame but only want to see real change... This is a poetic tribute to the unsung warriors who stand for equality for everyone under the sun.
The climax for the country is filled with protest and unrest...This Election Day will pull the country together or it will pull it further apart. Every vote is an important vote.
Birds are meant to fly, yet That Bird has been wounded in the heart and beating on a cage that his mind made.
Not easy being me, who sees, who feels, and knows the difference between what is wrong and what is right…
With our Own Hands we must clean up the areas that cater to death, point our children in a new direction and far away from the madness that is accepted as normal behavior…
If the road of friendship is what you seek, choose carefully the words you speak, if we should meet…
There is no peace in a house of grief, and all who live inside can't wait to get to the outside where they can find relief...
Love has many Levels, all challenging, all eager to play mind games that can turn into control and slow death of the heart…
Judas Seeds...Thirty pieces used to be the going rate... Times have changed but betrayal has remained the same.
There is a New Breed among us,trying to impregnate your mind with doubts about yourself, your heritage or religious beliefs.
When I touch you, all my senses speak...My Heart, My Mind, and My Soul all concur that there is no one like her...Love seeks to testify.
There is a network that is older than some nations still operating smoothly but no longer undetected...
Many are chosen, some remain frozen, I am a leaf in God's forest who is beginning to understand, my destiny.
Sometimes Loving Him Too Much can take a wrong turn and the heart burns...
You are the Sun in my life and the Moon in my nights, every thought of you brings joy to my soul and a light to my heart.
A Sensitive Man knows first hand about how delicate emotions are...
Sometimes when you Push someone in the right directions it can lead to greatness unfolding right before your eyes... Written for those whose potentials are boundless.
Modern Prophets were / are in our midst and some of you don’t even realize it… This was written to pay homage to them.
Down by the river listening to the waters because its knowledge was here before college...
Gifted, Talented, That Voice has been lifting spirits and entertaining people, whenever you are called on to perform others know that a Star has been Born...
Looking for fame, looking for followers, and looking to increase your deceit, the false lights have been showing not glowing.
It lives and more people should be concerned because Its presence and beliefs have led to death and destruction throughout the globe.
The Poor need a voice, need some help and someone to hear their screams, will it be you? Or you don't see them too?
This piece was written to be a voice for the children because they are our future and we must protect them all.
Some people are blessed with God Given Lights, I see them in you and others do too.
A poetic reminder for the children of the African Roots who are scattered throughout the globe. Learn how to respect each other as lost sisters and brothers.
They are nameless, yet their stories with all the antiquity of the Sun and Moon must be told...It was Them who inspired mankind to higher achievements.
Holy One around the world protestors against war, injustice, racism and religious persecutions can be found…You are many names to many people, make your presence felt.
When I was on the verge of falling apart, she heard the poet when he wept, haven't been the same since. A poetic tribute to unconditional love.
Written for fathers of the past and future, Your children need you more than you know. To many father-less children are among us. Step up and be responsible. Real men handle All of their business.
The trials I face don't come with and expiration date. I am sorry Black Woman it took me so long to realize that fighting with you is more productive than fighting against you. Please accept this apology from a man who has finally got in touch with true feelings.
In the name of love I am hard on you and every push was done so that you would see that your growth became my hope. A parental testimony...
Feelings the Spirits inside you and allowing them to spiritually guide you, can be exhilarating when you let the spirit go and others see your glow.
Tear down the walls that were built to keep some of the tribes of mankind from basic human rights, that the Creator intended for all the people of the earth.
This is an affirmation and conformation testimony that Today will not be business as usual. Changing for the better.
A reminder for the Chocolate People that your history and blood is sacred. Teach the children how to love themselves and stop fighting among themselves. The future will need them too.
I Am a Poet from the Heart…Deep dips into Human Emotions is a Requirement. If truth is what you seek listen when the heart speaks.
The world was made for bliss, seeing it through the Eyes of a Child can keep the beauty, the mystery and history of the world alive…
While her eyes can still see and her ears can still hear, these words were inspired by a Living Legend that I met ; Jacqueline McMickens ,unsung no more.
Children should not be detained these words were created to fight for them, when the adults that they love are unable to protect them from circumstances beyond their control.
Our wounds have never heal tell the story of a resilient people who would not succumb to captivity and enslavement... Every race has a story that should be told whole.
The light seeker has become the light bringer, tell me who you really are? Many are inspired by your actions and your deeds, a poetic tribute.
My Heart Chose You, My Eyes chose you and my Soul chip in too about the Joy of loving you... Love is always on trial and the heart knows its true mate.
Releasing the Child Within You is imperative for growth and allows the adult in you to grow up, stand up and stay up. Not part time, all the time.
Something Is Wrong and It's Strong when love is not being fed. Breakdowns and departures are imminent. The love trials don't come with an expiration date.
Confessions are food for the soul when the heart is allowed to speak. It can bring relief and it give the mind some much needed peace.
When the Voices Within speak, hear with your soul as well as your ears, because truth will always need more fighters, from all walks of life. if your conscious is not your guide, change partners.
When I needed a Love Lift My wings came disguise as you. Your faith and beliefs in me, keeps me soaring, and here I stand a Complete Man.
Thank You in the many names that you are, throughout my life you have been there, this is a tribute from someone who loves God.
Love can feel erotic and hypnotic when you are having a Special Night. When emotions reach a peak, a landing place is what they seek. Enjoy the moments, enjoy the time.
Be leery because they can be scary, This generation is not like past generations and they will be heard...Watch for the headlines!
Men Really want to be loved full time not part time, and always hungry for affections not rejections. Pay attention to the signs or SHE will...
I know not all the names that the God’s/Goddess’s that My Ancestors were called…I know they were many names to different tribes throughout the earth. These words seek to honor them.
With so much recent chaos going on...Blocking out, Tuning out, Ignoring, Lack of Empathy and the Hell with Sympathy, the Question Still Remain…When Will You Be Concerned? Ask yourself about yourself.
I have seen the Waters inside of you, felt their soothing depths as they took my heart to levels of pleasure that only my heart can measure…
Still Growing and this time, I am leaving behind negative energy, and people who don’t believe in themselves or in me.
Latin Lady; There is a strength in you, a fighter too and your beauty is just a small part of you... This poetic testimony is just a reminder.
Tears keep me living and I give birth to the artists, to the poets and to the unwilling writers because I Am The Weeper a keeper of my brothers dreams. I write because they won't.
Are you strong enough to tackle some of life challenges and help others who are not? Humanity has a great need for humanitarians like you.
Self improvement begins with you when change from negative energy and environments are removed from your life. Take the first step towards the New and Improved you, by changing somethings.
My Sisters, My sometimes Forgotten Queen…This is a tribute to remind you that through it all there were and still are, witnesses...
Don’t you ever change, for you are everything, every woman should strive to always be…A poetic tribute, take your Bow Lady.
The title of being called grandparents is worth honoring... This is a tribute to those blessed to reach this stage in their life...
Without uttering a word from the mouth the eyes can speak in volumes and truth, pain, joy, and many other emotions can be revealed, with a glance, with a stare, or a quick look.
Someone You Love needs to see some written words about the hurts, the stress, that their behavior has been causing to people who still care about them.
It was written in one of the Treasured Books of Life: “TOUCH NOT MY ANOINTED”, a poem of faith and testimony of one who believes these words.
Walk The God Walk; Step with the knowledge that there is no greater love or force walking always with you…
Encourage the Children to keep climbing because their steps are blessed and they really are the future.
For those who have traveled into the Cocoon of their mind and discovered that inside of them is a beautiful butterfly waiting to fly. Your wings are beginning to show again.
Still Strong…Coming back from personal grief that knocked you off your feet and made you appear weak. A tribute for those who refuse to let negative energy and people win. Keep Shining...
Martin Luther King Jr was truly a Drum Major For Peace, his messages still resonate in the hearts and mind of many who cherish some of his powerful visions for humanity as a whole.
Justice or Else has become more than just a slogan for people who are tired of being denied basis Rights, and tired of not being heard.
Protecting Love is a task because there will always be a need to keep it fresh, keep it growing, so that departure never visits Love's Garden.
The waters of life can sometimes be turbulent and some people can't swim. I Knew, is the testimony of a survivor who knew, that God is always there and always near.
At First Sight the heart knows its true mate. The smiling faces, the spiritual embracing can be clearly seen in the eyes...
This Poem is dedicated to all those empty, troubled, hurting eyes that scream, silently and openly the words What Happened to us? Love wants to know...
In the shadow of the eyes sometimes you will be surprised by a shift in character from someone you thought you knew; and it may hurt, shock, and awaken you to a painful truth.
Honor the ancestors,in your heart ,soul, even if you know them not... This is a tribute to acknowledge them.
Out of the Silence there was a calling in my soul that demanded me to write and tell the continued story of why there are so many restless spirits.
If the apostle of peace walked in the flesh again, he would probably weep. Death and Destruction is now accepted as part of our daily production. Humanity please take heed.
If you listen carefully sometimes you can hear weeping from some troubled souls who never look lonely when you encounter them, yet the Eyes refuse to join in on the lie...
No Esp, No Voices talking to me The Words Come Through My Bones and I am compelled to tell, to write and recite, the stories that are trying to come out...A Poetic Testimony.
Fair Play for All the Tribes of Humanity has a chance when The People Have The Power...
Hands are the same, so are eyes, Color Shouldn't Matter Anymore and in the eyes of Our Creator it does not matter the Hue because He still loves you...
Times Continues to move forward and the Clock continues to Tick. This is a poetic reminder to remind people to stop wasting so much energy on negativity and start using time wisely.
A message for some of our young people who still have a chance to be productive instead of destructive.. . Life is to be cherish.
It was something in the air and it is bringing out the worse in mankind and affecting the behavior and attitude of those who adore the sounds of war and chaos.
Hear the words that are parked in the dark near my heart, Please Hear What I Am Not Saying. An Antidote to stop love from losing its glow, Lover's take heed, the heart is not supposed to bleed.
The Celestial Marriage of Mother-Earth and Humanity is a Match that was Sanction by the Creator, and like every marriage, there are major concerns that needs to be address. These words are a reminder.
Give Your Mate The Flower of Your Words and make her want to reach for them when she needs a smile, needs assurance and need a love hug.
Watch my glow in your presence because in my eyes you are the Perfect Flower, these words are just a poetic testimony of what true love should feel like.
Slipping into darkness no longer worked and your eyes were revealing your hurt and There You Stood, standing like a mountain , while weeping like a fountain, I saw You because once I was you.
Containment and rearrangement of emotions stay at War because of what Those Eyes in you saw, and if they could speak the revelations would be river deep. They are a Gift and they speak volumes...
It is For These Times of Trials and tribulations that this piece was created. So many are in need of motivation, This was written for them who continue to exhibit strength during crisis.
Written For You because of those wonderful qualities that flow out of you, may the flowers of my words find wings and find your heart...
The God I Serve operates in The Realm of the Moment, and with this knowledge firmly set in my heart, I have learned to be Patience, keep my Faith and Let God Be God... This is a Witness testimony.
In Honor of True Fathers who stood firm and determined to stand for their children regardless of situations that tried to sever the bonds...
Unnoticed, Unsung, but second to none in getting the job done, the world may never know what you did, when you did and how you did, this tribute is for the likes of you...
Day Time Nightmares are real for people under the influence of substances that keep them heading towards Rock Bottom. This is a Survivor's story.
A Tribute to Women of Color : Ebony Flowers you have glowing power that is both captivating and alluring, you come out of a garden too...
Not all the Mother's were smiling on this special day, I took these words from some of their eyes and heard a Mother's Day Lament ...This was written for them whose eyes can't hide the pain inside.
Gone Only in the flesh and I am Still Celebrating You because Life and Death share the same breath...For My Mama Rock, who gave love non-stop...
When the eyes can't hide the pain, as a true friend, sometimes we must intervene and remind someone we care about , to let it go, so that they can continue to grow...
Inside the Mind are Doorways of Knowledge that have yet to be tapped into, these words are a reminder that greatness is waiting on you to discover the gifts within, and utilize them...
Motivations is a powerful tool in education and life, For My Students was written to remind all children of the greatness inside each and every one of them.
A poetic reminder for politicians so that they understand that We The People will always have the real power because our votes do count.
A Smile is a very powerful weapon against depression, sadness, and it has the ability to uplift the spirit and bring joy to the eyes of the beholder. Use that power...
A Tribute to all those women who continue to show Quiet Strength , when the needs arise, and still keep a glow like a Queen... God's light not spotlight is their delight..
The children are losing too many extraordinary educators who are unsung and underpaid to the corporate world and to no respect of their talents and gifts. Keep on being you, the children need you.
With only the Namesake as an entry fee, family reunions can lead to an oasis of love put on full display, even if you just met today...I am a Witness, it is a beautiful thing.
Middle East it is the home of three of the worlds Greatest Religion and a place where the Prophets walk. This is a plea for the wars to stop before more great monuments and people are destroyed.
Written to give special thanks for the Officers in Blue that are Good Cops, who love their job of Protect and Serve ... May you continue to represent the Best in the Police Dept.
The music has stopped, the getting up early, running to and from will now become regulated instead of routine. The Last Dance with Time Clocks, paid my dues, looking for a new dance floor...
Love seeks to dominate and eradicate all the negative thoughts that are kept about Fathers. This is just a reminder to Honor Thy Father regardless of the relationship, you owe it to your birth.
A tribute to those who have risen and taught others how to do the same...You are a Human Fountain of compassion, understanding and a chef for feeding the mind. This is an eye witness report.
I knew him not ... It was through the eyes of others that I learned about the life of my dad. Without his contribution, my siblings and I would not exist. Honoring him for bringing me to life.
Celebrate Black History Month, regardless of race, creed, or color; after all, in the eyes of the Creator there is only One Race and the more you know, the more you grow.
This tribute is to honor Native Americans whose true stories have yet to been told whole...The Great Spirit Rest for Reasons.
A poetic testimony of the beauty and strength of the Blackwoman whose tears and fears reached my ears. A tribute to every woman of color, some of us do understand and do give-a-damn...
A poetic testimony about the Power of words when they speak and weeps simultaneously from a poet's pen...These words are on a mission to let it be known that I understand my purpose...
Every one should have a personal relationship with God, this is a Black Man's Prayer in search of redemption, because prayer's do work and sometimes you can't do it alone.
Holes in a relationship can lead to love taking flight... Gone is a testimony of a heart that regrets inviting the word stress into a garden that was once filled with love and trust.
When love is truly strong, Never doubt it because true love is a survivor of all the changes that put love to the test.When you Push love, Strong love pushes back... Some people are worth the fight.
This tribute is to the memory of my Mother and all those Mama Rocks who struggled, yet gave unconditional love to the family.
Follow the Right Words because inside of you is greatness waiting to be discovered, waiting for you to leave procrastination behind and use that Powerful Mind.
Sometimes Walking Away can turn into healing steps. This testimony will reveal why I can't wait any longer, if I am to get stronger and fulfill my destiny, while enjoying my life...
Written for those who exemplify the qualities of an Earth Angel. These words are a reminder that This is Your Year, the eyes of heaven are not the only ones who smiles at you.
Gun Control is out of control and innocent babies were the victims this time from someone who should have never been allowed to get their hands on one. This is a reminder for change.
Addiction is powerful in any form...Somethings you just have to say, "I Can't Do it Alone Lord and submit to the Will of God. When the drug programs don't work remember This Request...
Real Men understand that you don't need a gun to be a man...This message is for the youth of today who thinks its okay to use guns, have guns, regardless of the danger to self and others. Take heed.
After all the attacks against his policies, his leadership, President Barack Obama is still standing, regardless of any Parties that still refuses to accept that He is the Commander in Charge.
Put my time in, paid my dues, looking forward towards joining the ranks of the retired.