Some folks would tell you that a Demon
lived in all of us

A ****** is a thief
Some public defenders isn’t smarter than his or her clients
One is not required to serve as a juror: on every case

With that in mind:
To create a mental trend is easier.

A train to the plane
isn't insane
however, it’s would be really shocking to
find a hockey player who is tame:

A Police officer with all his fear and anger
A cook without a kitchen:
Is like tango without jingo
A philosophy without any gaps

The new breakfast drink debut
Ice coffee in the morning
Mocha latte' all day
Please don’t interfere with what work
for us throughout the day

I am a woman that follows the warmth
unlike a
tree that wouldn’t blossom
Was it worthless creation?

You can eat tree bark
While the lark
Build its lowly nest
On the ground
A philosophy without any gaps
a client who relapse

We all have a way of asking each other
How are you feeling?
Sometimes, we just have to pretend and
Say
I am feeling fine today,
just for pete sake:
or the long chit- chat conversation

Society
Has force us into a predisposed panic situation
I usually take myself
away from the jaws of distress
And allowed my body to de-tress
So that I can allowed the poetess within
To take hold of the wheel
while I whisper a soft pray
“restore to thee my own,
Once again, I demand the throne”

I’m not a hideous wall flower;
school girl steam pleat, designer girl,
Nike or Jordon’s silly Preteen, air heads
I’m gifted, provocative,
I am the teen princess.

I able to fuss, blush and rebel,
I’m awkward, backward,
I am Peppy long stocking;
I’m all that!
I am teen of the pack;
I am not likely to turn back
I am your commercial, billboard cover story

Smarter than you can imagine,
I am passionate,
but a little old fashion, yet modern,
bold and witty,
Oh yes!
I’m so ambitious, super delicious, super fly
with an upbeat modernize Hollywood red carpet style
I speak in a youthful way;
that’s my urban thesaurus

I am not curse, the curse that invades your privacy,
sometimes, I am sluggish and  downright lazy?
I am mommy baby and Daddy maybe
However, I’m no wall flower

I want to say to forgive and forget
I want to remain in the 99% of unbelievers
I also want to be the one who find the missing pages from the bible

I wish it was possible for me to hold Eve’s hand and say to her
“I know the feeling my sister.
It wasn’t your fault; it was our brother
Adam and the serpent
But who’s to blame,
when the missing pages
Never reveal the truth about man:
and his birthright

One word abomination
And two words
incestuous, relationships
This mystery would stay with us forever;
Knowingly, we can’t figure out
who’s wrong and who’s right

Living for many of us today in a sinful world
where the answers isn’t clear
While the missing pages turned to dust and vanish:

Shame, shame and more shame on our faces
Would it be proven in the end?
We all have our own story to tell
but, time is of the essence

The ***** woman

I remember, a long, long time ago
I asked my granddad: what it is about us
the ***** woman

what we do, what we wear,
how we speak and the way we move
that intimidates them

“Let them talk about us
the others

The way they talk, the way they walk
the way in which they sip tea,
tip their hats and say howdy

I looked into Granddad blue's eyes
and saw the raging fire of life.

I allow my mind to
take me back to that time:
I knew and love the best: that dance
When my feet move like a pro dancer
Smooth and glamorous and elegant to the quickstep
Was it the music, or was it the love in both our romantic heart
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Everyone needs that inspiration and strength to go
back in time: and see the real us.
together we outshine: them all
here, I am reliving the down, down beats
we share so many swashbuckling moments
ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one,
beat!, beat! Beat!
goes my poetic  heart.
We were one with the music………….
Happy, happy days.

I stood by the window of my bedroom and watch him
walk down the street:  his bald head shine
brighter than the sun today: I thought that his
presence would have affected me: instead I felt a sense of grief
Suddenly, my thoughts turn to a spiritual war fare
the pleasures of sin are only for a season
It passes with time: that was seven years ago
~~~
  However, his body language was a dead giveaway
I moved away from the window and glance at his side of the bed
I sighed and walk to the kitchen.
I picked up the envelope he slid under the door
What a low blow to one’s heart
Knowingly, we once loved each other
I stood by the window of my bedroom and watch him
walk down the street:
we never play for keeps

What’s my main focus?
Is to find the key that open all doors
The key to harmony, and longevity,
My ending is now my beginning
My past is never to be mention
A new sun shall rises in the east
And the north wind shall
Swipe a new path that I shall follow
My new life has just begun
What am I looking for.. is out there

The maybe, I should have, only ifs'
Doubtful thoughts
Shall scattered to the wind,
I only listen to the wind
For the signal
resolution
The golden key is mind.


Hurricane Sandy I thank you
for making me a stronger person today

Remember hurricane  Sandy 10/29/12