Monday, December 5, 2011

Shining star

"A yellow star shines with a happy ray of light glowing red. He does not notice the other stars are yellow and shine with a white ray . He does know that the sky around him is dark , and that he has to shine to be seen from earth, but shine brighter to be remembered"

-Angie B.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

My sun, my moon and my star

My brother is life, my soul, my hopes, my dreams, my heart
His smile can light my darkest day, its hard when we're apart
I love my brother because I should I know he loves me too
When Im with this tiny boy we have so much to do.
He doesn't fuss a lot I know, unless I have to leave
But this is for my baby boy you mean a lot to me



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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

It will be ok

Tears fill my eyes as I look up at the sky but I refuse to let myself cry.
I refuse to feel bad for myself anymore, as my mother said why live in the past if we are in the future.
But the fact of the matter is we need the past to not only build the future but to learn from it.
Scares left unseen to others eyes but will always be known by me. I have gotten so good at pretending everything is ok I'm starting to believe it. People look at me and see nothing wrong, they see a simple smile plastered on my face reminding them of good times. They do not see eyes that fight back pain and tears. They see in my walk a since of pride and togetherness instead of the weakness and insecruities in every step.
But I will left my head up and soon everything is ok will not be an act on the t.v. of my life, It will nolonger be pretending.
I will place my fears, and scares at the door

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Pretty woman

I write in you with words of a child, with imagination not presented in these words I use. The vision I create has no life, no meaning beyond this page. I will rewrite the best thinng I have ever written. " A skinny woman the color of an easter egg dyed in the sun and washed from cotton clouds and pink lilies entered the room. Hair of chocolate brown at the roots faded to dirty blonde tickled her elbows, eyes of murky brown hiding behind gray contacts and eye lashes curled to perfection. Lipstick, cherry red spread on thick to cover the cuts in her lips, and cheeks powered pink because rosy red wasn't her color. All that was noticed was a faint white smile that disappered in the mirror, and a coke bottle shape she didn't believe she had; but she still hid her beauti her true beauti from the world. One day it will all disappear, the lights will dim and her number will be called and a question will arise. Did she live just to die?" Those words I had written not to long ago with no intetion of being this woman and even to this day I look at these words to remind myself I will never be this woman. If you are looking for some sober story about how my life is hard ns unsastainable I don't have one, but my story is just as important as the next.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Just goofin off



Friends










changing


Blackest night a wind so strong, My eyes glow red wit anger.
Ashamed to know the man I knew so long, is now a stranger
But I'm not disappointed, and my rage is not for him.
See it was I who changed and broke the line that keep us tied together
I swore to him no matter what we'd always have each other.

But times got hard for me and him are life was quick to change
I had to move and change with it, I didn't stay the same
So my anger now I hold in my heart is only toward myself.
For breaking our plan and pushing aside the person close to me
if you are here I want to say that I am so sorry.

When you needed me most I was not at my post, but please can you for give me?

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Got My Wings


I remember the sweet words of freedom escape your lips, sugar stained and brightly colored
This freedom you spoke so kindly of, "The white winged Angel" I muttered

I got the thinking and hoping this freedom of a white winged angel would come and fly me away
So on a starlight night I awaited my flight, from night till day

But it never showed up my white wings of hope,
"Might as well rest my poor neck threw the loop of that rope"

"Stupid negro, only wings you'll see, are the ones you'll grow hanging from that tree"
the white devil told me

"say what you want I'll get my wings, one way or another"
I started to sing

and sure enough he marked my words
as the mountains moved that startled the birds,
The sun golden bright,
with all my might, I sang

"Say what you want I'll get my wings, one way or another
My voice all but screamed

Stepped on to a stool, rope lose but tight around my neck,
ain't bother to fight,

took one deep breath and sang some mo
Holding on to my life by the edge of my toe

"I'll get my wings, you wait and see"
"then you white devils can't bother with me"

He kicked the stool sound like a bouncing ball,
but to their surprise I didn't fall at all

Instead I flew,
Like I said I'd do

My wings so soft and white with a shade of blue,
my white winged angel showed up,"I'd knew you come through"

and my freedom I got as we both flew away,
now those mean white devils got nothing to say

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

who applauds me?


I watch the tears, and see your pain hidden in your face,
It almost works that wore out smile plastered on your face,
If only I hadn't see your eyes, that yell and scream inside.
your sorrow, hurt, and regret you all so well can hide,
I applaud you sister for making me believe your just as happy as you use to be,
I applaud you brother your anger you hide although it's breaking you, like a hammer to a plastic key.
Or is it me I applaud? for saying it will be okay, for promising a brighter day,
When I know so well the pain you feel, but try so hard to pretend it's not real.
Is it me I applaud? for a smile I can fake that seems so real that everyone else smiles too.
Or how about the lies I tell to keep my living life from hell, to try and live like once before
Do I applaud me? for my skillful joy that lingers when I leave, although inside like the rest of you I grieve.
Who applauds me for the hurt that I've caused? And the joy that I bring to fix it all
Who applauds me for the things that I've done? for the hope that I have, for the love that I give?
Who applauds me When the world turns their back on me, when the ATTACKS are thrown at once?
I applaud me, and you applaud you. If we do not know our own worth who else will?
So we must know what we are, who we are, and where we're going.
To all of you We applaud each other because we are strong 
So remember that you  applaud you and if you do it right every on else will applaud you too.

Friday, February 11, 2011

My created proverb


"Fear is poison, its only antidote is courage"


This means fear can keep you from living, and a life run by fear is no life at all. 

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Leon Stan


Beware of Leon Stan,
THis man puts thief in thief
He's a the master of it all, a real crooked man
This man he stole my golden cap directly off my teeth


He dresses really well and now I know why
With blue buttoned shirt cuffs that were red
He had to steal that shirt off  the back of  some guy
Maybe he gambled or haggled then fled

Leon Stan is quick, Leon Stan is cool
He ends up with it all and takes it bit by bit
Leon must have broken every rule
But got away with it

So if your stuff just ran away
Leon Stan found your house today

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Storm Sestina


Whistles in the wind, the night that's dark and cold
We cuddle by the fire, we talk , laugh, and play
Th rain now starts to fall, harder than before
Lighting strikes a tree right outside my door
He pulled me closer, "it will all be over soon"

He tells me once again, "It will all be over soon"
Now the thunders screaming, louder than before
It never took so long before, night turning to day
To keep our minds off the rain, a game we continued to play
Sitting by the fire, We covered up, but yet we're still freezing cold
As our lights blow out and fire dies down, there was a knock at the door

Ode to my robe

Oh lovely Robe
I got today
For Christmas eve

Your fluffy balls
On a string
Entertain me

Your sown with
clouds and bunnies
and cotton balls
All dyed red

You keep me
Warm and dry
When I wear you
I feel like I can fly

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The moon


The moon tells a story to all,
As the sky listens and stars do a magical dance
The flowers dream of sea
And the stones dream of being like me
The night guides the lake as the morning will take,
The stars and the moon away,
The moon tells a story to all
As dawn begins t
Night now falls

Go steelers


         Bright yellow and black
 With whitened stripes on their back
             Steelers are the best

What they didn't tell us



"Life ain't easy" is what we're always told
But they never said just how hard it is.
Everywhere I look I people struggling to survive
The reality of it is not everyone is treated the same
No one ever told us there would be so much ever told us there would be so much hatred and ignorance of the great things we can become
They never told us we can make it,
that we can own Corps; and be president, and not just be doctors but own hospitals.
Instead they told us we would drop out of school at 16, or that all girls of our color will all be pregnant before 18, that we are to dumb to learn,
so they dumb down the material, but we let them!
WE prove them right everyday, we do just what they said we would do.
But what about what they didn't tell us?
Some of you were told you would never accomplish anything, SO prove them wrong
Who says we're any different than Whites or Asians, But we are
Not because we're dumb, but because we don't apply yourselves to things that matter.
"We aren't good for anything but killing each other" they say
We make up excuses on why we're not "equal"
I don't know about you but I'm going to forget what they told us and focus on what they didn't.
I want to be great things and you should too,
You should no longer focus on the people who told you you can't make it , and focus on the people who told you you can, or the people who haven't met you yet.
We can be so much more than teenage moms and drug dealers.
WE ARE EQUAL, and it's time to prove it.
Know what they have tried to hide from us, no longer be ignorant of our races greatness,
We have to work as one so that other people can know our greatness too
Now you know what they didn't tell us and its your chose on what you do with it

Monday, January 31, 2011

Fire


Fire
Blazing and hot,
purple, yellow, orange, and red switching 
contained jar its in 
Reflect 
In it's jar contained switching red and orange, yellow, purple,
hot and blazing
Fire.

Say good night


Good night I said to my son,
My time with him is over and done
AT least for today or so I thought
A car crashed to mine, my body was caught,
No longer alive, I look down at him
Good night my son, is name is Tim.

My Death


My favorite book that I read
My only dog I loved and fed
I went to sleep in my soft warm bed,
and all I know is now I'm dead

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Lies of Truth


The lies of truth escapes your lips like darkened light in a shallow pit,
You know, but you don't the lies of truth that you told like a thin, black line that's finally bold,
You crack a smile that growls at me, my angry peace fads shockingly,
But I smile and I wave back at you, Not saying the things I wanted to,
The lies of truth like a neatly spun web that goes on and on 
Only to stop when your dead

David Jr. Jr. (dedicated to my 9month old brother DJ)


The D is for Dimples ,like creators in your cheeks,
The A is for your Angel face, your looks just can't be beat,
The V is for your Very... very handsome smile, with no teeth in your mouth all I can say is wow,
The I is for Intensity, you give me with your eyes, your such a happy baby you almost never cry,
The D is for Dad, who named you after him, if it wasn't for our dad when he won't have a son
The J is for Jem, which you are to me, if it wasn't for my baby boy I don't know where I'd be
The R is for Rare, There's know one else, like you I know your only 9 months now , but no one loves you more than me.
                                              Love you baby Bro

Friday, January 14, 2011

Tommy Loom


You won't believe what I saw today, standing on a wrench
A little boy about my age, whose height was just an inch,
"Hello there" he said to me smiling waving too
"my name is Tommy Loom, And you are?" he said now jumping in my hand
"My name is Tommy Loom too expect it's Tommie Lou
"Nice to meet you Tommie Lou" he said
He climb into pack of gum I thought to be his bed
"Now I must go to sleep, and Tommie so should you, Cause therefore in the morning there's lots of things to do"
I took the tiny pack of gum upstairs to my room and there we both slept peacefully, Me and Tommy Loom

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The moving mouth


Oh mighty beast with scales on skin and eyes red with rage,
In the pit of your stomach the rage of hell released and tamed again
On the curve of your back armored spikes that separate both your wings
Your razor teeth and sharpened claws can rip me apart

Oh mighty beast with scales on skin and sings of yin and yang
Oh mighty beast I'll slaughter you and learn to tame your fire
This mighty beast can't hurt a fly! I'll take your head home with me
I spoke to soon, I said to much, now his's toasted me
My head departed, my body burnt to bits
My head still tells the story threw a glass jar
The beast has won the war because my mouth still moves
In a freezing cave, on a leathered shelf lies my severed head and my moving mouth

Fuego Anhel


Her eyes were balls of fire
Her hair were flames as well
Her ears were sharp and pointy 
Her  home was down in hell
Her teeth were sharpened fangs
Her nails were eagle claws
This crazy girls's a lion she eats all her meat raw
Her roar was an earthquake, it destroyed, it shook, it took
Her mind is a basket filled with evil ideas and looks
Her heart was an ice box sucked up in a black hole, and it sucked up everything
Nothing was left as whole
Her looks are an angel, Stunning beyond belief
expect those pointy fangs those things she used as teeth
This girl that I describe her name is Fuego Anhel
all men and boys beware, she only preys on males
Just because she can
If you see Fuego you should have already ran



Friday, January 7, 2011

the crow

A Blackened bird with feathered wings like tar and dirty ice
A shiny bill and tiny tongue that sqeaks and sqawks like mice
It's glassy eyes and percing  stare sends shivers down your spine 
It follows you, It watches you, attacks and makes you blind
Removing flesh, you fight it off and try to run away
It calls it's friends, you meet again, and stops you on the way
Buzzards fly, flies buzz, around your few remains
The bird it laughs, devouring flesh, you've finally gone insane
You snap awake and sit up straight and look around the room
The evil crow just laughs at you "Prepare to meet your doom"

Thursday, January 6, 2011

I too am America (Remake)

I, too, sing America
I'm the stand that holds the tree
They tell m to watch my younger siblings
That I have no choice,
But I smile,
and teach well
and love all
Fore tomorrow
I will have the world
My siblings shall have it too
You won't dare say "Stay here" to me then.
Besides
They will see my greatness
and finally be proud
I, Too, am America

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The sky is falling


While the sky is falling I wonder what peanut butter and jelly would taste like on toast,
The fluffy, clear blue sky, falling, seagulls flying away,
Like love the sky don't care who it hurts,
Like friends peanut butter and jelly are a great mix,
Nice, cool day like always,
Oh yeah, expect the sky is falling

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Crystal ball

















I stare into a crystal ball, it shows me now a empty hall,
My life and what it use to be, before i found my destiny
I stare into a crystal ball, now showing me lonely star, which tells me not to ever stop until I reach the lonely top.
Without this crystal ball I see my life would be a hollowed tree, a empty hall, or used up can.
This crystal ball I use today, can flash my whole life in a single day

Tears



I feel the water warm and dry,
It frightens me as it leaves my eye,
It rolls down my cheek and on to my neck,
It falls from my shirt threw the holes in the deck.
It waits for its friends to slowly race down,
Then together they sink into the cold hard ground,
Under a rock the tears are now bound.
the time has past a week, a month, a year
Than a beautiful flower is grown from my tears