Sing it to them
when it's become
forgotton,
how senior of him,
taught fresh MEN
how to eat at the table
like Olive Garden,
and like leaves in
Autumn,
fall come
after PRIDE,
soul quence
so they jaws flex
cause they lifestyle
so deprived.
and the subject
of discussion,
ain't the masters
in his future
or or how his masters
will beat in
his new shirt,
instead we
focus on who
was in his
merry-go-round
cause death
travels in pairs
so i surround
myself with
angels incase
Virgina Tech
roll back around.
remember solemnly
when Barack
was campain'in,
i thought change
would alter our ego,
but once we
popped the
champan'in
common sense
came in the early
a.m.
weather
it was Mc'Cain'in
or Palin,
the more things
change, the
more the
same they
remaining
All i'm saying,
is with all these
mistakes & mishaps,
when GOD gone
grant me the
serenity i been
praying with
hands clasped.
cause on the
dawn of easter,
i want to wake
up,
look out,
and see JESUS
like i pick up
papers and read
about kids that had
backs clapped in,
stomach out,
mind closed.
heart left draining,
don't need
followers if
you leading
an army straight
to satan...
and for so long
i was his colonel,
but since
i said so long,
i found a place
in corithians where
our love is
eternal.
cause from
the outside
looking in,
gavel in hand
we make
great judge men,
but if the
sky ever start
falling,
Disney roll
the credits,
cause all
Dogs go
to Heaven.
die every day
like skin
of a serpent,
change never
came easy,
so i'm use
to the truth
hurtin.
cause for her,
i'll lose the
popularity vote
cause
to love a person
is to learn
the song that
is in their heart
and sing it to them
when they have
forgotton...
and all i can hear
are her
lovenotes...

-j

"...Tear my rep up,
leave my
legacy
chopped &
screwed,
Followed
my heart like
it was on
a leash,
so it must
have been
my seeing
eye dog,
Virgin with vision,
or a villian with vixians,
been in this game
so long,
arthritis start to
kick in,
cause i got
this joint
pain in
my membrane,
but this
ink from
a scholar,
can't replace
the gland
swelling
of watching
my grandma
kidney failing,
and the
weight loss
come with
the wait of,
if that next
phonecall gone
be the answer
to the magic
8 ball...
so i say,
if i did what
they say i did,
does that make
me who they
said i was?
and if i already
seek forgivness
from the LORD,
do i still gotta
apologize for
everything
that i was?
feel like i live
life with a pause,
like life after
a meno-pause,
i'm stoned by
these metaphores,
pulled the
pen from the
ink well
like the
sword from
the stone,
so i'm King Aurthur
with the excalibur.
and I,
couldn't speak
appreciation
if i had 100 tounges
dreams spotted
like 101 dalmations,
but you always lose 1.
and tears must
be the greatest
contraption
of human nature,
because it's birth
is at the climax
of emotion,
it's midelife crises
occurs in dimples,
of imperfection,
and death by
free falling
with no need for a
parachute,
because it's left
a path for
the next 1..."

-j

And her diary read...

Yesterday I dared to

struggle,

Today I dare to

win.

And heaven ONLY

knows,

her heart so hidden

in CHRIST,

that a man should

have to seek him

first to find her,

a moment of

a lifetime,

so 20 years from now,

I can look back

to this special

occasion to find her,

Magnificent she is,

Selected from

her Mother's private

garden,

Take a closer walk,

You'd realize she

don't let too many

trespassers into

her hidden temple,

ever since she

let GOD in,

she color

this world when

everything seem

near dull,

You don't always

need wings to

confirm you've met

a guardian angel,

And far too many

times, Men like

myself might

have clippem em,

but as long as her

EYES are blinking,

this titanic ain't

ever sinking.

Thru trial & error,

she's left her

mark on this era,

from the cocoon

to the classroom,

she's left her ark

for us to remember,

and from the Octagon

to the pageant,

she's been an art

for us to cherish forever.



Phenomenal is a

compliment far too

minimal to pay her,

Worth the price

of admission,

A legacy of

tradition,

Understand thats

why the bucks

stop here,

Dearly beloved,

Royalty don't

always come with a

silver spoon and

gold slippers like Disney,

And by the way,

Not every princess

had rose cheeks

and blue eyes,

so excuse me Walt,

while I pour some

BROWN SUGAR

in that porridge of

beauty.

Rosa sat,

so you could walk,

Your tounge the

most powerful weapon

in this world,

so use it like

our new first lady

uses that degree in law.

Proud of your heritage,

But there's so much joy

in your narrative,

An open book

we are on this reading

rainbow to read

your life off the pages

and into our daily

archives,

as we watch you

become your dreams

in the blink of our eyes,

Dynamic,

Prolific,

Exceptional,

I used these when

i speak of you,

If your ears are

ringing,

It's because you

have an appointment

for destiny,

We're just gathered

here to hear it

on speaker phone,

And her diary read...

Yesterday I dared

to struggle,

Today I dare to

win.

Mrs. Black & GOLD

let your legacy begin.

 

-j

Belgium chocolate,
the gourmet that lured me
a fine cuisine similar
to the kind queen the
lord made.
the sweet
est volume
of sin south of my tounge,
similar to the scent
from ya perfume,
that resides by the
sheets your hands
once clung,
memories when
i mounted & tales
long as laundry lists,
never aired our dirty
laundry but you left
my mouth rich with
trials of every Hershey's kiss.
hot cocoa
made it hard
to let go,
cocoa
butter,
liquefied
every square
inch of your
torso,
twisted braid,
close to our
twists & braids,
candles dimly lit
when our inscents
deeply mixed,
tasteful as the
subliminal poetic
pieces we
secretly writ.
my
brown
sugar.
ya coffe
e roots
traces origins
from Ethiopia,
central to the
centralization
of your Nile
that spans the
acres of my
maker, you
are my Africa.
i came from
you like
you cum from
me,
i reple
nish
from your
bosom,
beloved &
intimate
as the whispers
of your newborn
when his heart
first beat,
you lit up
the museum
of my life,
before
you entered
my bedroom
and turned
off all my
lights.
a bond
beyon
d
fraternal,
i consider
it an honor
when you
share
the hidden secrets
of your garden.
close
-knit,
for you met
and acquainted
most the
skeletons
of my closet,
and i .....
know when
we don't
speak as
frequent
as i'd like,
the non verbal
communication
of our blank stares
translate
everything gone
be alright......
this language
of companionship
we speak
bilingually,
'shining star'
composed of
earth, wind, fire
i cover all your
utilities
words slip
between
your teeth
when
you speak like
God's kingdom
lies in the
vocal chords
that you play
on repeat.
D.
I.V.A.
in every
acces
sory
or outfit
you happen
to squeeze into,
happy
for every
laugh you lent
to me,
when i felt
like a misfit,
for i'm thankful
for every
second i lent you
you squeezed out 2.


-j

"..i love you,
in the most
heterosexual
way known to men,
although
love is a concept
foreign to the psyche
between two men
no-homo
never leaves my
lips when
i speak of you
cause ain't
no shame
in your name
when i speak
of you,
met me:
broken,
bitter,
and abandoned,
fed me:
not everything
golden
glitter
my companion.

as we be rooted
so deeply,
when i embark
my roots
never leaf me,
cause far too
many seasonal
allies,
make it hard
to realize
what friendship
feel like.

we partners
in crime,
so we part ours
cross arms,
ain't no mountain
tall enough,
we can't climb.

Hakuna matata,
we philosophize,
life can be
unforgivable
even with
a chicken
sandwich,
if you ain't you
got the waffle fries.

so we
combine,
take shots
like columbine
what a president
if he ain't
got his V.
P,
how we go
Varsity,
if we skip J.V.
?
Hold down
the S.B.

from the state
to Chaffey,
defy the law
of gravity
if it mean
you find
ya dreams
before i
ever reach.

and if your
car crash
before ya
life flash,
i proved it
once,
I'll prove it
again,
i'm never out
of reach.

convenient
types,
i'll be ya friend
even when
i gotta pay
an inconvenient
price,
provide ya
beans & rice
before i pay
my lights.

at times
i feel like i
follow in
the shadow
of a giant,
but i rather
walk with
you on a
road light less,
than walk
alone when
the sun in the sky
at it's highest.

you inspire me
even when
you fail yourself,
dynamic duo,
just ask cleo,
our coalition,
the standard
and nothing
come close.

you reflect me
the same way the
ocean mirror
the sky blue,
& if you check
out this life hotel
before i do,
i hope you
the 1st face
i see if
GOD make room.

you my mentor,
on this world tour,
San Fran 2 Canada,
N.
Y 2 Africa,
the test of a man,
must have been
written after ya.

ears nearly
as large as
the cage
ya heart is,
either divine
interaction
or canine
intuition,
you my dog
and you
always walk
in when times
is hardest.

befriended me
when my
family
betrayed me,
blood
not always
thicker than
water,
so i take the Iced Tea,
overlooked my
steps back,
tolerated each
stride forward,
sensitive to
my feelings,
but remained
straight forward,
i said i..
love you,
in the most
heterosexual
way known to men,
because this
love is a concept
foreign to the psyche
between any
other 2 men..

-j

"...Greek Gods
from
peons,
2 cents
from
nuisance
cause no1
got
new shit.

trouble-heart
when i find
in hard,
that we
divine 9
find ourselves
far behind,
when we
were founded,
founders
rolling in they
graves,
cause we ain't
grounded,
clipped-wings,
false-pride,
can't get
off the
pavement
since our
hypocricy
ain't dead yet
80% with
letters on
they chest
ain't shit
when the
music go
off
& the lights
go on,
and it's time
to leave the
dance floor
till the after
party
jump off.

W E Dubois
said we was
the top 10 %
in our era,
but it's a shame
when candidates
over-qualified,
over-exemplify,
over-appetite,
members with
letters.

got our nose
on facebook
more than
we hold our
face in a book,
freshman
dorm raiders,
can't turn
boyz in the
hood into
great Debaters,
mad a't
fresh men
cause we
haters,
and we wonder
why everyone
hate us?
women just
as guilty,
so i can't
respect
orders unless
someone dare
outwork me.

take off
my A PHI
i still
revolutionize
the world
before I DIE.

and we
trade in
the cut,
quicker
than we
slave in
our huts,
prostitute
at a club
than pretend
the next day
we a nun,
"BE OUT"
doing what
ain't fun,
but it
turned into
who
step harder,
stroll farther,
roll larger,
when we
supposed
to be
modern day
role-models,
for our
grand-daughters,
for our
fore-fathers,
that left
they MARK
so we could
pick up
where they
left off,
but we be
the same
way we
was
on-line
when we
get off.

and I'm
waiting
for a time
when the
take-over
becomes
the take-off.

so lets
transcend
not pretend
in a room
of colleagues
and do more
than return
to the campus
that we
graduated
college.

kids is
watching
for some1
to be like,
we worried
about what
we look like
or if we
are liked.

can't change
cause we
hate to unite.

but attention
make us whores
and retention
ain't our goals,
talk shit about
the leaders
deep down we
wanna be like.

no scope
after grad,
no hope
for the
undergrad,
multiply
the count
but
divide
the councils
don't do
the math.

probates or
parties
shouldn't
be the
highlight
when streets
can't eat right,
jail rates high
as the moon at
midnight,
and the world
falling apart
right before
our eye sight.

ain't no
contest
but chapters
full of pages
with no contents,
2.
0 an average
we struggle at,
but lets
sit back,
relax,
we pledged,
now we
all that....
but Impressed
i'm not,
hate it or
not,
I'll be the
1
2
HOLD HIGH
THE NAME
is case we
all forgot..."

-j

"...she love my tats
like she adore
my cologne,
rock her cradle,
when she
ride my saddle,
tuck her in
like newborns.
she thank
ful
for the intellect
but still respects
the thug in me,
appreciate the
physical,
but compliments
the poetry.
if i don't
answe
r my
phone she
know it's the
business i'm
handling,
but when
i'm off-duty,
she on-usually,
on whatever
island i'm
channeling.
and she sorta
the like it rough
type,
and i'm more
of the press
ure
bust pipes,
she got a
fear of flying,
but when she
with me,
she don't fear
heights.
cause
i
take her HIGH-ER,
HIGH-ER
than the kites
she flew when
she was in
her wonder years,
pleasure a
delicate dish
best served
with pain,
make her
crack a smile
like she
shed a tear.
and um..
i hit her
in her heart
like the bass
tap her
in the
earDR
UM,
she hold me
for comfort
but grip
the bed
when i leap
her quantum.
somet
hing
like time-travel
when our
hands clasp,
tounges clash,
hips trash,
wake up
together
like we
walked out
of a car crash..
whip game
leave her
whip lashed.
and i ain't
afrai
d to
explore her
like Christopher
Columbus,
not the first
to discover,
but i sure
take credit
for that
Pocahontas,
and it can be
a.m.
or
p.m.
use my lips
to trace

the
outline of her
body
like a physic
use her fingers
for a palm
READING,
we go hard,
like Mr. &
Mrs. Smith
in the cinem

a,
or real life
Brad Pitt
& Angelina,
and when
she walk out
i be the first
to run after,
hard to
move on,
when you
don't see
life in
the same
light
after.
cause
pre-her,
i don't concur,
dream deferred,
thrill seeker,
woman need
infrared vision
just to see her.
we ain'
t
perfect
but who
we kidden?
work like adults
in the real world
but play like
recess children.
and when we kiss,
lip gloss

ain't the only
thing that leave
her lips,
like sneezes
due to pollen,
or hiccups
before air-holding,
she leave me
breathless.
and i could

do this
e v e r y d a y,
moments with
her all that's
required to
take my breath
A W A Y..."

-j

"…And you wear a dress
Like it was custom
Fitted.

Tailored to accent
All of your assets
If looks could kill,
you leave a room
Full of caskets.

And at the peak
Of your laziest
You still more than
capable Of
turning heads
Past the axis
To which they twist.

And when your
Face is at its least
Covered
It's clear to see
What makes your
type
As uncommon as
FOUR LEAF
Clovers,
Behind your pj's and
Blanket
Your more stunning
Than models bare-naked.

Since Mirrors
Only confirm
Your deepest insecurity,
I leave trials of ink
To lead you to the
Same light Greeks
Saw the goddess
Aphrodite.

So on your behalf,
Let me speak
On what you have,
You don't compliment
My good side,
Cause you pay the rent
Which keep the lights
On to my better half,
As unique as the name
Your mother called you
When it first left her
Lips,
As unforgettable
as the first kiss,
That never truly
leaves your lips…
...J'adore...
that's french for,
i adore you,
friends before,
i explore you,
fence for,
what sheep
leap when
dreams
Dior you.

cause you
a design
in your own
fashion,
designed
to define
a vogue
beyond fashion.

& you tower
over normal
woman like a
doormat,
if beauty come
in tons & acres
from the sun,
you monument
like a tower
that's Eifel,
and soon as
eyes spiked
like vollyball,
it was
game:set:match,
I fell.

but if dust rise,
air rise,
3 days after
Jesus was crucified,
He rise,
I know when
it's the darkest
after the dusk,
comes the sunrise,
and i can count
on that like
I can count
on hands from
a clock,
and you count
on me
until my beat
of my heart stop,
cause your
body a hidden temple
8th wonder of the world,
just ask the people.

infinity a place
i wrote of but
never come close to,
i've come to
appreciate you
from a distance,
but i adore you
even more
when i'm close too..."

-j

"...and if a
voteless
people
is a hopeless
people
THEN
i hope these people
take note
and barock
the vote
or prepare
for a 4
year sequel
worse than
the past 8.

it was 1968
when the dream
deferred by
assassination,
and a KING
died for the sins
of a broken nation,
and change was
the only thing
in hearts of those
left waving..
2008
and we still
waiting..
we still
waiting..
we still
waiting.

streets
is starving.

solders
falling,
health care
stalling,
prison mates
brawling,
G.
W in a G 2
flying over
New Orleans
and all i hear
is what's going on?
like i'm hearing
Marvin.

war ain't the
answer,
woman rights
unanswered,
i think i'll take
my chances on
'that 1' cause
he knows the
questions to
my answers.

and they say
race don't matter
but race matters
more than eva,
put ya money
where ya mouth is,
i put 6 on jena,
8 on imus,
ask Kanye about
the hurricane
if you need any
more recent remindas.

YES WE CAN,
words of my
fellow African-can,
cause he put AMERICA
on his BACK,
like i put on CAL STATE
and ran.

progress you
can foresee in,
a promise you
can believe in
the wait it finally over,
open your eyes
it's safe to DREAM again..."

-j