African America

African America,
I weep.
I weep at the pain of my people;
I weep at how much you’ve endured to be comfortable;
In suffering.
Asleep.
Systematically bound unequal;
Mentally prostrated to be children and lost sheep,
Discarded to deletion…
Phasing to obsoletetion…..
Killed to be killing in the streets.
Potato chip bags and bullets shells in your gutters,
Following flowing blood into the sewage.
Fires and Black smoke ignite misguided passions.
What happened?
A question with no answers but wars of ideas.
There’s no love here anymore.
And tears fill the vision,
For African America.

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My Favorite Girl

I’m in love…
It’s way more than anything that I’ve ever held.
It’s holds more than anything that I’ve felt.
I cry more with every session that you can give to me,
But still play the hand that’s been dealt.
I’ve loved you unconditionally,
Ever since you opened your eyes,
You gave a look in my direction
And your heart became mine.
There is no woman or girl
With any space in my world
That could compare to the measures of how I love you.
Since Day one you’ve been my Day One,
The only fun I truly have
Is conversations next to you
When I fit in your schedule.
When our moments come and I’m puttin on my best,
I confess…
I’m displaying that my heart can only live with you.
It’s yours.
And I’ll protect you with my last.
Whatever that I have you can have it without asking.
Lift you to the sky with planes passing,
Wish upon a shooting star,
Follow it from here to Mars,
Your kisses on the cheek they can last me all week.
My kisses on your forehead
Will let you know how much I really love you.
Everytime you think of me
That’s when I’m thinking of you.
Even while your sleeping
I’ll be standing right above you.
Watching.
Waiting.
Protecting you from danger
Even when I want to scream,
I will still be slow to anger
Since there’s nothin you could ever do,
Nothing I could ever see
That means any more than what you do to me.
You are my peace.
The sweetest piece of me I give completely to.
My Favorite Girl
No one will have a stake in this place.

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Daddy loves you pretty girl…

Flights of Fancy

I’m caught up in the warmth of your touch.
It’s not love yet
But I’m willing to find out why I’m feeling you this much.
This plane is getting ready for take off,
No matter what you take off,
I’m traveling this journey till the end.
Rough patches and laughter.
Kisses or through disasters,
I’m trying to live happily after we understand each other.
If I could make a mother out of you I’d be so proud of you…
Watch your talent shine when you’re mine.
I’ll play the background since I’m fine
And I’ve already had my time.
See these God given lines will always flow
I’m in my prime so it’s my pleasure to embrace you,
Let you feel secure.
When I wrap my arms around you
This connection feels so pure
And I’m feeling this…
I just wanted to tell you this…
Nothing is irrelevant in flight so,
Anything you bring to me will always be closely cherished.
You’re beautiful…
So make a wish and place it on star
And however far it is that’s where we are…

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