Freedom

We cry freedom, what does that mean

This freedom we take for granted

Here today, can be taken away

So easily, so freely, freedom is

Misused, abused, freedom is gone

You're free, she’s free, he is free, are we really

When someone holds your freedom in their hands

To crush you, place you in a cage

Gone is freedom

Freedom to explore, freedom to breath

Freedom to live, freedom! freedom!

Where is my freedom

It’s been taken away

In a gilded cage I live

My wings clipped, my voice silenced

My only freedom

It can't be touched

It's mine, with it my freedom exist

Stop it! go ahead and try

You can't stop me from thinking

My dreams won't be denied

My heart, you have no control over

You can't rule my thoughts, quiet my spirit

You can take away my freedom, freedom we cry

Cry for freedom, my freedom

MY MIND

Peace

Love is the beginning and the end
Peace is accomplished with acceptance of knowing our true heart
Unity happens when we embrace one another for 

our uniqueness

Superficial Beauty

 Her looks were superficial

All she cared about was the color of her nails

What shoes should she wear?

Did her hair that wasn't hers look good?

She paid for it so it was

The clothes that adorned her

 Body must be by a popular designer

Which she couldn't really afford

Therefore, she thought she was crafty

 Creating designer fake labels and

Sewing them in her - self

She had her eyebrows tattooed on

Now she looked like a clown

Fake eyelashes that look as if she had

Black widows growing from them

Her perfume was so strong

You smelled her before she

Walked into a room

If that’s, what it takes to make her

Feel and look good which is all in her mind

She might want to take all that money

She is spending on superficial looks

And invest it in a good psychiatrist

Too Late Love has Packed its Bags

He rocked back in forth trembling hands

Held up close to his face in prayer

Something maybe he should have been

Doing all along, praying for the knowledge on

How to love his woman

Empty closets that her clothes use to adorn

The clashing sound of hangers reverberated in his mind

Where she kept her perfumes and make-up

Cried out to him she was no longer here

Called all her friends

His calls were sent to voicemail

He tried to send her a text

His texts were now blocked

He tried to contact her on her

Social network

He was blocked there too

Tears begin to roll down from his eyes

He had a prize and now she was

Someone else’s queen

Didn’t she know how much he loved her?

Didn’t he tell her every now and then?

He made love to her giving her his everything

Then rolled over and went to sleep

How dare she walk out of his life?

Without even a goodbye

Didn’t he spend lavishly on her?

Showering her with brand new

Pots and pans so she would stop

Complaining about the rusty ones she was using

He acquired new things for himself

In addition, they weren’t pots and pans

Didn’t he remember special dates?

It wasn’t his fault he forgot most of them

This was his way of love

Now she was with someone

Who knows how to treat a woman

Putting her feelings before his

Showering her with the attention

She was deprived of

He helps to build back her self-esteem

And loved her beyond words

All because it was

Too late love has packed its bags

And unpacked them in happiness joy and laughter

Chasing Destiny

Sometimes the decision we make

At the time they are conceived

Make perfect sense

Sadly, we can’t gaze into a crystal ball and see

That decision will haunt you for the rest of

Your life

In my head I've rehearse every probability of scenarios

Of how to say the things that need to be said

Pride is a curse locking out the one who should of

Been holding the key

Now the locks have rusted from tears

The key disappeared an eternity ago

Moreover, I am tired of chasing a dream

When I get close enough to taste humility

It quickly vanishes in the mist

Now I can see my fingertips reaching out to grasp

What was but now is

Slowly, slowly, slowly, I reach out to destiny

To ask for his forgiveness

He looked right through me as if I

Was invisible

I yelled to his retreating figure

He only looked over his shoulder

Sadness aura surrounding his soul

Walking away, away, away…

The World Goes Round & Round

Past a man sitting on a corner

He was assessing the damage

To one foot

As people passed by

Making their way to different

Destinations, some looked

At him others went on about

Their business

I wondered what was going

Through his mind

No one knew his situation

Judgment is saved for a higher power

He continued to caress his ailing foot

All the while keeping his head down

All I could think of

The world goes round and round

The richer become wealthier and the poor

Are just after thoughts…

  

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

I am not preaching or ranting but there has been so much going on lately around the world it amazes me why would anyone want to keep trying to survive all the mayhem and destruction, the injustice is God listening?  

The cries and moans of his women losing their children, men, father’s cradle empty arms.  Are we so lost we cannot see the beautiful rainbow in between the hate and disillusion?  

Does he see our innocence being lost on the cold streets of the concrete jungle? 

This cannot be all there is to life…

Faith, love, hope, peace, unity, justice, have just become words lost in alterations

I bow my head in submissiveness wondering what is next, what is next, what is next….