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Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Walk by Faith, Not By Sight
It is true that we learn the most as children
we retain the most, and we absorb the most as children
so why do most kids grow up deceived ?
Why are children looked down upon and silenced ?
Why is the intelligence and view point of a child overlooked ?
They become brainwashed, told HOW to think,
All the way up until adulthood....
Why is it that in school Logic seems to be the answer to everything
Yet we are still exposed to so much religion?
How is it that women are still considered "inferior" to men
Yet so many women raise entire families all on their own ?
People shun, frown, spit DOWN upon the ghetto
They say they wanna "get up out the ghetto"
Yet they GLORIFY it and glorify hood lifestyle....
Life is a balance of imbalances
Millions, Billions, Trillions of little Yin and Yangs
Do not always believe what is placed before you
Simply because it is whats VISIBLE
We cant SEE the air, but we WITNESS the wind do its job every day.
We cant TOUCH emotion, but we can still FEEL it.
We can never LEARN to fly, but we KNOW the sky's the limit
We cant HEAR Gods voice, but he still SPEAKS to us and gets his word accross in different ways
See beyond the obvious
Read between the lines
We are living contradictions
Life is an oxymoron
thats why i've learned to follow the path that my heart chooses
and whether it is wrong, or it is right
I always walk by faith
and not by sight...

we retain the most, and we absorb the most as children
so why do most kids grow up deceived ?
Why are children looked down upon and silenced ?
Why is the intelligence and view point of a child overlooked ?
They become brainwashed, told HOW to think,
All the way up until adulthood....
Why is it that in school Logic seems to be the answer to everything
Yet we are still exposed to so much religion?
How is it that women are still considered "inferior" to men
Yet so many women raise entire families all on their own ?
People shun, frown, spit DOWN upon the ghetto
They say they wanna "get up out the ghetto"
Yet they GLORIFY it and glorify hood lifestyle....
Life is a balance of imbalances
Millions, Billions, Trillions of little Yin and Yangs
Do not always believe what is placed before you
Simply because it is whats VISIBLE
We cant SEE the air, but we WITNESS the wind do its job every day.
We cant TOUCH emotion, but we can still FEEL it.
We can never LEARN to fly, but we KNOW the sky's the limit
We cant HEAR Gods voice, but he still SPEAKS to us and gets his word accross in different ways
See beyond the obvious
Read between the lines
We are living contradictions
Life is an oxymoron
thats why i've learned to follow the path that my heart chooses
and whether it is wrong, or it is right
I always walk by faith
and not by sight...

Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Love Handles
fat squeezed on the sides
make me wish every night
that these were something i could hide
those DREADED love handles
staring in the mirror often
this perfect image i get lost in
will criticisms ever soften?
these AWFUL love handles
I tell my boyfriend that I hate them
i know theyre heavy if i weighed them
if only i could recreate them
these UGLY love handles
Suprisingly he cant agree
on this way that I see me
he thinks in flaws that theres beauty
EVEN in love handles
He says "your perfect with them there
and thats why I cant help but stare
I love your walk, your skin, your hair,
and EVEN your love handles
Your gorgeous as the rarest gem
even WITH them your STILL a ten
Besides I can HOLD ONTO THEM ;)
I LOVE your love handles"
If God gave them, then they're meant
Maybe i'll learn to be content..
dont beat yourself up, dont RESENT
your LOVELY LOVE HANDLES

make me wish every night
that these were something i could hide
those DREADED love handles
staring in the mirror often
this perfect image i get lost in
will criticisms ever soften?
these AWFUL love handles
I tell my boyfriend that I hate them
i know theyre heavy if i weighed them
if only i could recreate them
these UGLY love handles
Suprisingly he cant agree
on this way that I see me
he thinks in flaws that theres beauty
EVEN in love handles
He says "your perfect with them there
and thats why I cant help but stare
I love your walk, your skin, your hair,
and EVEN your love handles
Your gorgeous as the rarest gem
even WITH them your STILL a ten
Besides I can HOLD ONTO THEM ;)
I LOVE your love handles"
If God gave them, then they're meant
Maybe i'll learn to be content..
dont beat yourself up, dont RESENT
your LOVELY LOVE HANDLES

Monday, December 28, 2009
The Grass is always greener on the other side

There once was a boy who had been with a girl
and for several years she was his whole world
they stayed inseperable, stayed hand in hand
thru any and all they withstood all the bad
they had little arguments here and there
but his friends would still envy and say "its not fair"
"you have such a good girl yet u nit pick so much
what WE'D give just to feel a REAL womans touch
we have REAL issues, REAL disagreements
u guys fight over nothing, but u just cant see it"
hed replied "shes not golden", he'd act with such pride
the grass is always greener on the other side"....
so the little arguments grew worse and worse
until they seemed to go from blessed to cursed
these little altercations seemed such a big deal
yet his friends tried to tell the boy "be happy still"
"she loves u so much, but u dont have a clue
and despite all the fighting she STILL stays true
she always stays faithful tho she might work your nerves
u work hers as well its just what yall deserve
the minor fighting and little things
should not overpower the love that she brings
work thru the issues to get to the prize
youll be proud of your work once and youll finally realize
that these tiny lost battles are NOT the whole war
and the love of your life is worth fighting for"
the boy just ignored them, refused the advice
"in the past couple hours we've argued-TWICE!
i cant deal with the arguments, i SWEAR that ive tried
the grass is always greener on the other side"...
A couple months passed and the battles got worse
seemed like love came in second and fighting in first
they argued of nonsense, such meaningless matters
unnecessary attitudes kept them feeling battered
they stayed on edge, letting these issues evolve
into full fledged fights, where nothing got solved
the boys messed up attitude kept anger afloat
and he was slowly but surely sinking their boat
one hot summer day as he mowed the lawn
he noticed a neighbor, to her he was drawn
this new lady in town was so beautiful
with her amazing face and effortless curves
they met eye to eye and she smiled at him
he looked back at her with an enormous grin
"if i could just have her" how he lusted inside
"the grass is always greener on the other side"....
they talked and they talked while the wife was at work
who knew in her smile all the evils that lurked
she knew he was married, but she didnt care
"i dont know his wife, they can not be repaired"
after a month he went over her house
they started kissing and he undid her blouse
one thing led to another, til it finally went down
then they laid there a while and he looked all around
"nobody saw, so whered this guilt come from?
could it be 'cuz i betrayed my loved one?
this object of fantasy wasnt all that
she isnt where my heart needs to be at
i STILL love my girl, im STILL not satisfied
as i look at this woman i'm laying beside
why wasnt it better ? it did not blow my mind"
guess the grass isnt greener on the other side"...
i ruined my commitment and i betrayed my girl
who would die for me, even give me the world
my boys tried to warn me to make her my wife
but my selfishness cost me the love of my life
all the meaningless arguments are small i see now
when comparing them to this love that i found
ive been blessed with a queen, treated her like a peasant
i said hurtful things and i told her i meant it
i feel so stupid, feel so bad i could die
and i know once i tell her all she'll do is cry
wat we have will be over, i cant blame her its me
shes everything that a woman should be
fellas please listen and take my advice
if u keep up the fighting u WILL pay the price
dont let short term feelings ruin long term pacts
pay attention to attitudes and how u act
wen u want to stray, THINK before u decide
cuz the grass aint much greener on the other side
Friday, December 18, 2009
Just want a Prince
I have had so many well disguised frogs in my time
You dont think u can relate?
You dont understand?
let me explain it in depth...
Each time I believe I have found my prince charming
I realize that he is a frog in well worn camoflauge
he shrinks from his tall, athletic stature
into a hunched-over creature thats down on all fours...
that confident strut that he once posessed
u know, the one that attracted you to him?
turns into mere hop-hop-hopping
that body that was held high, and all up for grabs
is a fat packed belly that rubs the ground as he hops,
a creature who lives close to the ground...
those amazing kisses and gorgeous smile
evolves into a wet, slimy toothless mouth
and that soft voice?
you know, the one he used to talk to YOU and only YOU?
the one in which all his sweet nothings and kind words were spoken?
turns into ribbits and croaks!...
that flawless complexion and gorgeous face fades right before your eyes
and those hideous warts begin to sprout
and that GREEN skin begins to show
revealing itself
revealing the so called "Prince's" true insides
you realize that your prince is an illusion, right before your eyes.
such a disappointment it is.
i was misled!
it was a well thought out cover up all along
and now i am back to square one
sometimes the deceitful ways of frogs can make me weary
my perfect idea of reality indeed is distorted...
yet,
part of me stays faithful...
I cannot give up!
I know that there is a handsome prince hidden amongst all these nasty green frogs
and im sure that he is looking for a princess to call his own
just as i go thru frogs to find the prince
i am sure he is sifting thru weeds of women himself to find a true rose that HE can love
I believe that we can, and will, live happily ever after.
so I guess until that day I find him
I'll have to keep searcing thru the frogs
I know that I will find my TRUE prince charming
eventually...
You dont think u can relate?
You dont understand?
let me explain it in depth...
Each time I believe I have found my prince charming
I realize that he is a frog in well worn camoflauge
he shrinks from his tall, athletic stature
into a hunched-over creature thats down on all fours...
that confident strut that he once posessed
u know, the one that attracted you to him?
turns into mere hop-hop-hopping
that body that was held high, and all up for grabs
is a fat packed belly that rubs the ground as he hops,
a creature who lives close to the ground...
those amazing kisses and gorgeous smile
evolves into a wet, slimy toothless mouth
and that soft voice?
you know, the one he used to talk to YOU and only YOU?
the one in which all his sweet nothings and kind words were spoken?
turns into ribbits and croaks!...
that flawless complexion and gorgeous face fades right before your eyes
and those hideous warts begin to sprout
and that GREEN skin begins to show
revealing itself
revealing the so called "Prince's" true insides
you realize that your prince is an illusion, right before your eyes.
such a disappointment it is.
i was misled!
it was a well thought out cover up all along
and now i am back to square one
sometimes the deceitful ways of frogs can make me weary
my perfect idea of reality indeed is distorted...
yet,
part of me stays faithful...
I cannot give up!
I know that there is a handsome prince hidden amongst all these nasty green frogs
and im sure that he is looking for a princess to call his own
just as i go thru frogs to find the prince
i am sure he is sifting thru weeds of women himself to find a true rose that HE can love
I believe that we can, and will, live happily ever after.
so I guess until that day I find him
I'll have to keep searcing thru the frogs
I know that I will find my TRUE prince charming
eventually...
Monday, November 9, 2009
Maybe I should Just Be Alone
I used to think that love was the answer, because in the end it is… right ?
But when is one really truly ready 4 love ?
THAT’S the hardest question to answer. As people, we constantly want different things. Sometimes we want the warmth and high that comes with a relationship
Other times we want the freedom and no strings that come with being single…
So how do we cope with this ?
I always wanted that dream guy
But got my heart broken time after time
Im not even attracted to females
I thought about lesbianism… girls probably don’t cheat, women are more sensitive and caring
Pshh
Women cheat almost as much as men
That is definitely not the answer
I have finally realized that all men are the same
And so are all women….
So what do we do ?
Theres nothing I can do
Theres not even answer to this question
Maybe I should
Just
Be
Alone...
I either stay single and have an emptiness inside, yearning to be loved
Or I be in a relationship-paranoid, risking heart break, or breaking someones heart myself (as I am only human as well)
It’s a catch 22
I lose…or I lose some more….
I have figured out the only sensible solution
Maybe the only thing CLOSE to a solution…
Maybe the answer is solitude
Maybe I need to
Just
Be
Alone…
Women and men are wicked
I would rather spare myself the heartbreak that comes with relationships
And spare myself the missing piece in my heart that being single comes with
I will be ME, and do bad all by myself
I will focus on ME and focus on MY LIFE MY GOALS
Me getting closer to God
After all these failed attempts
And unhappiness
I have reached the conclusion
That Maybe I was meant to be alone forever
Maybe I should
Just
Be
Alone…...
But when is one really truly ready 4 love ?
THAT’S the hardest question to answer. As people, we constantly want different things. Sometimes we want the warmth and high that comes with a relationship
Other times we want the freedom and no strings that come with being single…
So how do we cope with this ?
I always wanted that dream guy
But got my heart broken time after time
Im not even attracted to females
I thought about lesbianism… girls probably don’t cheat, women are more sensitive and caring
Pshh
Women cheat almost as much as men
That is definitely not the answer
I have finally realized that all men are the same
And so are all women….
So what do we do ?
Theres nothing I can do
Theres not even answer to this question
Maybe I should
Just
Be
Alone...
I either stay single and have an emptiness inside, yearning to be loved
Or I be in a relationship-paranoid, risking heart break, or breaking someones heart myself (as I am only human as well)
It’s a catch 22
I lose…or I lose some more….
I have figured out the only sensible solution
Maybe the only thing CLOSE to a solution…
Maybe the answer is solitude
Maybe I need to
Just
Be
Alone…
Women and men are wicked
I would rather spare myself the heartbreak that comes with relationships
And spare myself the missing piece in my heart that being single comes with
I will be ME, and do bad all by myself
I will focus on ME and focus on MY LIFE MY GOALS
Me getting closer to God
After all these failed attempts
And unhappiness
I have reached the conclusion
That Maybe I was meant to be alone forever
Maybe I should
Just
Be
Alone…...
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The Last Leaf of Autumn
Just as seasons come and go
it seems as though so has our love
what once seemed genuine and real
has merely passed, like the summer season that is now
coming
to
an end.
the leaves on the trees, that were once rich in color and flourishing,
have all withered away...
like my heart,
the branches are left empty...
all but one leaf remains struggling to hold on
I guess you couldn't stand the chill...
you walked out the door and packed all your things
a single tear fell from my eyes...
I sit and gaze out the window
Guess its "goodbye" I call
Im trying not to bawl
I say, farewell,
as the last
leaf
in
autumn
falls...
it seems as though so has our love
what once seemed genuine and real
has merely passed, like the summer season that is now
coming
to
an end.
the leaves on the trees, that were once rich in color and flourishing,
have all withered away...
like my heart,
the branches are left empty...
all but one leaf remains struggling to hold on
I guess you couldn't stand the chill...
you walked out the door and packed all your things
a single tear fell from my eyes...
I sit and gaze out the window
Guess its "goodbye" I call
Im trying not to bawl
I say, farewell,
as the last
leaf
in
autumn
falls...
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