The Breath

The Breath

I thank God for breath

Each single breath is a blessing

Every breath can be a curse

or formed into a confession

Every single inhale the answer

Every exhale the question

Each day I rise, prepared for the testing

Each night I lay down committed to the questing

Each day I rise, prepared for the next session

Breathe in deeply

Let it out slowly

This defeats the stressing

With each breath, I am closer to the real me manifesting

I Am Because We Are

I Am Because We Are

Beautiful

Amazing

Glorious

Together

In Love

I Am Because We Are

not ever alone

never again

I was created for you

and you for me

We have become One

Wherever you go

There I am also

And this is not the beginning

or the end of anything

just a continuation

of what has always been

This will always be

We have been preparing for this

our whole lives

I Am Because We Are

devoted, deserving, amazing, beautiful

together and in love

I Am Because We Are

All that I am is committed to you

We are on the Golden Path

living our purpose in Divine Light

I Am Because We Are

in The Ideal State

completely surrounded by Love

I Am Because We Are

completely unafraid

to face anything

so long as it is together

that we face it

And it is this love,

this beautiful perfect Love

that has carried us

from the High Places

of our far off Homeland

Across the oceans into the cotton fields and cities of this new land

and will carry us hand in hand

to our Golden Future

I Am Because We Are

Beautiful

Amazing

Precious

Complete

Together

In Love

pictures and such

i like to sketch my thoughts.

this is my rendition of the scale of Ma'at. I didn't realize it was a face until right before I posted it.

Philly 199somethin

Poem for young strugglers

A poem for young strugglers

This is not the first time we have thrown rocks and black bodies

At blood enemies
this is not the first time we have martyred our young

We have joined hands and hearts many times to fight this

We have marched

Bloody feet

Hands

Heads

From batons and bullets

In our young minds we forget

That we have done this before

Our old minds want to forget the pain of police batons

And dog bites

The sting of tear gas and the stench that never leaves your clothes

We want to forget the hate that burns us

The crosses burning on lawns

The men swinging from trees

Black bodies put on the line again and again

for what?

What are we fighting for?

Before we have burned

Bombed Black Wall Street
Bombed W. Philly

We have burned down Detroit
Watts

Long and hot summers

Why are they burning down their own neighborhoods?

Burn your cages, burn your cells, burn it all

But when you are finished burning

Be ready and willing, be able to build something new

that works

They/We are purging and burning the things you use to suck our blood

Burn the likker stores

The dollar stores

Check cashing

Smoke shops

Burn the mfs that put little girls on the ho stroll

And the ones that sell rocks to who ever has the money

Burn them too

Burn the shit that does not serve you

But be willing and ready to create something that does

Burn the whole thing

Be willing to sacrifice to get something better

We are.

We have

They say….pull yourself up by your bootstraps

But I have no boots

So I grab my ankles

And you fuck me

We made a mistake by not leaving this land to you

We keep saying we spilled blood here, we fought and died for this

But would the people we came from have done that?