But He Said
As a female you are…
Or should be on cloud nine…
Not because you are so fine…
But because of now…
And at this time…
Women becoming unto themselves…
There songs to be song…
Bright is the day…
The past never goes away…
And then you meet…him…
Not wanting to go astray…
A few impromptu…whispers…
And he is in…
Oops..
You’ve done it again…
Shame on you…smile…
Bubble busted…
Dream come true…
Oh, now what you gonna do…
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Dental Hygienist
Dental Hygienist
I met Debbie today...
On my trip to the V.A.(Veterans Hospital)
Which I was going to delay...
She...hosted me with a smile...
And lecturing me all the while...
In her very polite Debbie style...
She...the Dental Hygienist...
During more then her...
Job...
She was not a hob...nob...
But a 'good will bob'
And this day there was a smile and hell...
As we talked... she...
Wished me well...Keeping that smile...
On her face...
Even during my disgrace...
Making me feel this is the place...
A refuge if you will...
Giving me peace and still...
I am glad I met...Debbie...
A reflextion of women past...
A true hygienist with...
Class...
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Subliminal or Not That is The Q
Are women wild by choice...?
Or by a subliminal push...
So I ask in a different way...
Are women exploited...
Because that is there choice...?
Or is sublimunal that voice...
Bear with me ladies...
Don't beam up just yet...
Just think about that...
Look at the teenage female...
Today...
Is her mother...
The reason for the things...
She say...
Why so young...
When they run away...
Did her mother tell her...
she was old enough or...
She is ready for rice...
Remember she has been watching...
T.V. all of your life...
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All For One
A sweet little lady...
With two names...
They both see the world different...
But yet the same...
They share a smile...
That would light up the world...
A country mile...
One has class...
The other style...
A young Queen are they...
One a worker...
While the other at play...
We shall call that one Nana...
Mind working over time...
Adrian/SO fine.
Wisdom is her mark...
She is so mentally smart...
Tall and Tan...
Quiet and re-fine...
Could they both...
Be before there time?
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Supersonic Woman 21st Century
All knowing...
All showing...
All that she can be...
Woman of the 21st century...
Hunted by her past...A past that could not last...
She views...skyward...
Advanced from within...
Herself...
Queen in a 'Mans World'...
She is now woman...
Not a little girl...
But a woman to be...
Reckon with...
Taking no more sh-...
She rises...a queen comes in all...
Shapes and sizes...
Freedom...Wisdom...
Knocking and begging...
To get in...
Can't live her past again...
She whispers to her inner voice...
Thinking there is no choice...
Inners smile...
Saying complete...this journey...
Complete me...
Woman of the 21st...
Century...
marked past events...
And better because of it...
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Renaissance Woman
Like the bird from the fire…
Re-birth is a desire…
No more dancing…
To be viewed…
And no more getting screwed…
Respect on site…
Be it day or night…
And yes will sometimes…
Be no…
Even in a hot flash…
My no you can’t trash…
Renaissance woman…
Are the women of yesterday?
The woman of today…
And surely the women of tomorrow…
Rolled into one…
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Stymied
Precarious concerning an affair…
It’s not love but a dare…
Lacking confidence in self…
Stand up if nothing else…
Rise toward your inner beauty…
As God’s creation…
It is your duty…
Be not, unstable in love…
First love…is of self…
A queen awaits you…
A throne for which…
You are over due…
Respect is your hue…
Start yourself anew…
Curb your sexual desire…
Man cause you fire…
Smile…
Let the female from within…
Rule and school…
What you can’t understand…
Only you…can make you…
Not some disrespect…
Be a wise queen…
Man shall treat what he respects…
It must always be…WOMAN…
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Touche
Wow! Your mate…
Your partner…
That queen whom you share…
With God…
You ever think…how she…
Is every woman…
Her dress and or style…
Has you see many…
Women in her…
As to relate too…
She is a little “Ruth”
She is a little “Esther”
She is a little…jazabel…
(lol…for your eyes only)
There is a little of “Diane“…
And a whole lot of “Mary”…
Then queen Claudia surface…
I need never be…lonely
Or want for anything…
For my queen is the woman of my dreams…
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Mind Over Matter
As I gaze at your photo...
I imagine our minds meeting...
On a mutual level...`
As we talk, we start...
To become one...
Osmosis is inevitable...
I touch me...
Is really touching you...
And when you touch your...
Sweetness I am there...
Ooooo, I declare...
Then your smile come into play...
We are in the middle of nowhere...
And we know that an apex...
Is a song we can sing together...
In acepella your voice...
Increase...as do mine...
But...
It's not time...
Going pass the rainbow...
We travel slow...
Slower still...
Whispering in a low, low tone...
We inter one-another...
Further into blitz...
I am you...and...
You are me...
There is this silence...
Silence still...
Silence..
The air around us...
Shakes...and shakes...
Blindness over takes us...
We are still in silence...
And blind...we twitch...
And twitch...
Booooooom! then this bright light...
Faint are our heart beat...
Mind Blink...
VERACITY...
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Mmmm
Getting together with…
A sharing in mind…
A pleasure yet not…
Spoken or felt…
You just want to be dealt…
Mind wandering…
Tantra…a woven…together
Keeps popping up…
Smiles over take me…
I cry…
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Mmmm...I
The continued contact...
You meet someone...
You start to think...
Should I..or should I not...
And why do you think that?
Because it feels good...
To you all over...
The talk...
The touch...
The waiting...
That is so good...you think...
That you should not...
But at the same time...
You think that you should...
You are respected...
By the concern shown you...
Mist fills the spot...that's hot...
And it should not...
Or should it...
Just remember it's all good...
When you are respected...
Then maybe you should...
And would...If it was not only...
For that one night...
Or that one day...
That should, moment of play...
Relax...
Enjoy it in that way...
What does your inners say?
Well! what the hell...
Only your insides can really tell...
Being respected is swell...
But sometimes you just want to yelllllllllllll...
And...
Leave out the details...
Even the orange juice and toast...
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No Map
Why… oh! … why
Does my heart ache so…
Why does love go…
To and fro…
Like saying good-bye…
When leaving home…
Or a voice you long to hear…
Over the phone…
Why…oh! Why
Does my heart ache so…
Love only one road…
Until you know…
Love an uncharted…
World of wonder…
A place with no map…
A place where you can meet God…
And see the sun and all it’s beauty…
Why…oh! .. Why
Is love so complicated…
Such a daring magical place…
Laughter at your own pace…
Love… Love …Love
They say God is Love…
An all day smile…
In touch with self…
For how long…
Or does that matter…
I love the ache…
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You Told My Mom
Ladies...
Word up...!
If your man is...
Getting out of hand...
Don't tell his...
Father, man...
Tell his mom...
Oh, yeah...
Mom will let him know...
He is out of hand...
Momma don't play that...
When you get fat...
Run and tell that...
Momma don't play...
She'll be there...
Making things OK...
Call her...
Tell her...
For he does not...
Want her to know...
That his character has been poor...
So tell mom...
He is flicking up...
Mom will do him like one...
Does a pup...
Shut...him right...the flick up...
Until next time...
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Miasma
Eyes wide open…
But truly closed…
As to life in the…
Real world…
Seeing only that which…
Shine…
Shame on you…
You heard what your…
Mother said…
Your father and other…
Elders…
Yet…you see not…
An unwholesome atmosphere…
For which you run wild…
Looking …
Right at what is going wrong…
In your life…
Not even thinking twice…
It’s boy this…
Or boy that…
Not concerned with getting phat…
Mom is talking…
You are walking…
One foot out of the door…
Your other foot never reaching…
The floor…
Ear plugged to the phone…
It’s on…
Breathing back to back…
Talking on the fast track…
Boy this…
And boy that…
No worry of becoming phat…
Imagine that…
Some would like to lay claim., .
To the getting phat fame…
Mostly hood dames…
You know…
Those who come and go…
Like Satan in the bible…
Going to and fro…
Eyes wide open…
Hoping you have a demarcation line…
Which would surely be fine…
For you at this time…
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I Am Wonderful
Take a basket...
Fill it with who...
You think you are...
Mix it up good...
Be frank...
Now pull something...
Out of the basket...
It does not matter...
Whats in the basket...
Its your chatter...
That the basket holds...
It's you...
Not who...but...
You are a good person...
You are a bad person...
Mainly a good person...
That is who you are...
By far...you...
Are a wonderful star...
A real human-being...
Who can smile...
Who cares...
Damn what others think...
You are you...
In the pink...
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
>
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R.i.p
It’s a damn shame…
We still go through all…
This pain…
And a black man is…
The president of America…
And no re-vent…
What is white folks intent…
Can we just all get along…
Name calling…
Whites still stalling…
And readily balling…
Prayers…
Silence…
W hat happen to being…
Your own man…
But whites, black, reds, and brown…
What we gonna do…
To bring the hatred down…
Peace is a state of mine…
But sometimes that is a crime…
Gathering pride over time…
What we gonna do…
The best part of the world…
Is left up to you…
You know who you are…
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No Time Like...
Loneliness from the lack…
Of love…
Feels like you can’t breath…
Some kind of a freeze…
Locking your knees…
Love me, love me, please…
Part of a family I must be…
That is the real key…
See…1,2,3...
Love is a power true…
Coming from one who is you…
Let your hair down…
Stop the frowns…
Stop the clowning around…
Be wise…
Treat your family right…
They all have a different sight…
But…that’s a might…
Don’t take it lightly…
Love is true blue…
Stay on your *p’s and q’s…
Don’t get used…
For an excuse…to band!
Keep family close at hand…
*unknown/but may mean “ to be attentive to the main chance”
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Our Land of Love
Can we talk over coffee…
And see how wrong we are…
The world is watching…
Who we are…compared…
To whom we are…
Murder in our schools…
Our raping of land…
God does not bless the ugly…
Man…
Smiles we show while…
On the go…
Shuffling the poor to and fro…
Killing the poor no one knows…
“God Bless America”…
That we shout from mountain…
And roof tops alike…
Which is really a bunch…
Of croak…
“By God”…
When are we going to grow up…
And feed the poor….
And stop walking the rich…
Ain’t …That a bit-…
When we to live the constitution…
And leave capitalism to the dead…
(Martin Luther King) …had a dream…
As did America forefathers…
So which dream is coming true?
Do we (America) have so many…
Children we don’t know what…
To do…?
Come down off that high horse…
Which we (America) ride…
Doing a dance…known as the slide…
Who are we really…?
What kind of people are we really…?
And for…....
I pledge and die…
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A Smile Felt
As I sit here…
It’s you I watch…
Smiling as you type away…
I do make you happy…
Each and everyday…
I thank God that we…
Are a blessing to each other…
Enhancing our lives further…
Your smile warms me…your…
Stare lift me…
Your touch burns me…
Your garden devours…me…
And an apex grants me….
Emotional and spiritual…
Satisfaction…
Happiness…
A God sent…
I love that smile on your face…
I really do…
I need not know from who…
God is so cool, connecting your…
Queen’ary with my fool…
I’ve grown since we've met…
God is the best of that…
I do make you happy…
And happy you make me…
What else is there for a…
Boy and girl to be…
I do love you…
As well as your smile…
Which tells me…
You love me as well…
Now you sleep…
I watch and happily…
Weep…
A joy of you just being here…
I do love you my dear…
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While I watch my boo type
I watch and get carried away
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Mental Slavery
Around the globe
Mental slavery takes hold…
Be a relationship of not…
Is there always a secret plot…?
Don’t let your culture kill you…
People are variations of you…
Not copies…
You are no stranger…
No matter where you may go…
Be it Dutch land or Germany…
There are something’s which…
You share…
Name it…Claim it…
Left over in your mind…
Is a time standing still…
Eating at your will…
Subjugate your own rehab…
Free your inter-mind…
With your inner soul…
Slavery is alive and well…Done…
Like a rare steak…
Your order please…
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