I took a nap.
I knew that's what you would tell me to do other than assuring me through words not to worry. So I did, worry, yes...maybe because I felt that you were a little bit too. But I took the nap anyway. I thought, I dreamed, of circles or squared tables you and her sit across my mind as my family, my sisters, best friends, my sex in the city and we kilt the fourth bitch because....and I laughed. I know ya'll read me know me well through exterior and she called me on it when the tears rolled and heard me before they came and said, "You bet not!" Weak against my will. Family held me. You know we like her when she's her ; )
I received electronic assurance that you were at familiar address. Can't wait to put my eyes on you. But I know she's dependable and her vision of you will not go astray. She's keen in your marvelous. I find both in my prayers the strength to do and be better for me, you always are.
And I always want to hold you a little bit longer than I'm supposed too. Ask you a million questions but as long as your scars are healing I believe in my prayers that you will too.
I'm prepared but I know I'm not. And you can't be. Cry babies, we've always tried to be each others pacifiers.
I become the bulldog, doberman, pit when it comes to the well-being of you both...she looks nice but she bite...and I'm dying to unleash vicious against selfish humans that won't hold you like you should. And then I settle, knowing-hoping, that you're good just to talk and be listened too. Advice may not be needed but given and I'll never want anything more than for you to be okay. And her pain to go away.
I'll just say it now, I love you.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I was there.
Sitting in my living room in front of my 27" television, watching the clock...soon I'd have to leave for one of the most important interviews of my life...unable to move, unable to speak, unable to contain emotion. I just sat, listening, and believe in the words that spoke from his lips, overwelmed by history. And for the first time EVER I became a true American. I wanted to hold a flag, wave it, and be as patriotic as the determination in his brow. He stood. He spoke with confidence and certainty. And usually, I can pick up on bullshit, but I couldn't hear that of his tongue.
Mr. President.
I know he can't do it all and with the state that our nation is in, no one should expect him to. But I have hopes that things will only get better. I mean coming behind Bush Obama is a God!
A black God.
I wasn't there for Martin Luther King Jr.'s 'I Have a Dream' speech, I wasn't there for Rosa Parks to refuse her seat, and I wasn't there when Malcolm X demanded to be heard (just to mention a few historical moments)...but I'm thankful to have witnessed this moment and to be able to have a piece of history and faith to pass on to the ears of my children and children's children.
The 44Th...
Sitting in my living room in front of my 27" television, watching the clock...soon I'd have to leave for one of the most important interviews of my life...unable to move, unable to speak, unable to contain emotion. I just sat, listening, and believe in the words that spoke from his lips, overwelmed by history. And for the first time EVER I became a true American. I wanted to hold a flag, wave it, and be as patriotic as the determination in his brow. He stood. He spoke with confidence and certainty. And usually, I can pick up on bullshit, but I couldn't hear that of his tongue.
Mr. President.
I know he can't do it all and with the state that our nation is in, no one should expect him to. But I have hopes that things will only get better. I mean coming behind Bush Obama is a God!
A black God.
I wasn't there for Martin Luther King Jr.'s 'I Have a Dream' speech, I wasn't there for Rosa Parks to refuse her seat, and I wasn't there when Malcolm X demanded to be heard (just to mention a few historical moments)...but I'm thankful to have witnessed this moment and to be able to have a piece of history and faith to pass on to the ears of my children and children's children.
The 44Th...
MY PRESIDENT IS BLACK
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Happy New Year!!!!!
"Reckless words pierce like a sword,
but the tongue of the wise brings healing."
Thank you to all those who have touched me and that I have touched. Those that have come into my life or left my life for whatever reason...thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
To my Aunt Pearl, I miss you we love you. Your values are kept in each of the "Backroom Clicks" hearts. Your baby boy Hammond brought new life into the world, Aniah LaPearl...I told him it would be a girl, thanks for leaving your spirit.
To Funky Mike you are hip-hop! Thank you tremendously for your time and help
To Kim, Angel, & Erica too, thank you and you know why...no words, just wings (or fish)
To Shay, I let you go...hope you find your way back, but thank you and I mean that
To Ma, Pizza, & Ky thank you...matter of fact words aren't enough...blood will do
Thomas Boy's ya'll my n-word (lol) thank you
Jennifer Jenna-Be JGray *sigh* you and me shall never part...on some Color Purple patty-cake type stuff
*My Man! Are you Serious! Thank you...breathe*
Ananda Mayi Moss thank you for putting dance back into motion on stages
Shannon Lee bless you
Te'Aunna "T-Fly" T-alee! you my boo, thank you
Mrs. Stewart's 2008 9th grade class, thank you for making me believe in myself as a teacher
Rav & KP thank you for making me play hide n seek
Llianna thank you for choosing me as your Godmother. Thank you for your innocence
Michelle Fowler thank you for the chance @ Reagan
To my old fam Neo & My new fam Uprise/Xenogia thank you for allowing me a place to perform and use my gifts
Zell Miller III my Z3 thank you for the creative rain acceptance, motivation, understanding ears, and musical beats of wisdom
To Flow, round 2! (smile) I love you
2009 Kiss My Behind!
I'm doing ME this time!
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