Without the Mystery
Without the struggle,
what's the point?

If it made sense,
Life would be useless.

Putting others down,
is a defense mechanism
for the inferior psyche
of the lesser person:

If One can put others down
so as to appear higher than them,
One mustn't exert any effort
to elevate One's Self.

Without the danger,
where's the excitement?

Without the consequence,
where's the temptation?

Without the pressure,
where is the drive?

As you create rules,
you create deviants.

As we have well known
for ages ages upon ages:
the forbidden fruit is the sweetest;
yet, we continue to condemn.

the yellow glow of the rising sun
gives me the gift of renewed hope
and gratitude for my breath and life
today

should my soul decide to
leave this body of mine
please,
stop all hospitals.
prevent paramedics from waltzing in.
kindly tell them
i do not wish to be revived.

don't allow any visitors
just,
call on my Mother.
yes. simply,
call on Her
tell Her not to cry but
hold my father's hand

tell Her to love him again
tell my Mother,
never has Her daughter,  
seen a man so strong,
so broken.
tell Her
what she sees now,
looking at this body,  
is what i saw,
in my father,  
the day she left him.
and every second
of EVERYDAY
after that.
tell Her
she ripped his heart out
of his strong chest.
left a dead man walking,

should she weep with sadness
or tremble with heartache
call on my brothers,
[Our Soldiers and entire army]

tell them to hold Her
          whisper how
i carried Her
      in my spirit,
kissed Her
          with every heartbeat given to me.

tell Her
my tongue would pray for her,
my hands would soak up her tears,
my nails attempted to claw away her pain
tell Her
my heart sang songs of thanks giving to her,
what beautiful songs they'd sing.

should my soul flee from this body,
please,
tell my Mother not to despair,
tell Her,
my spirit became the sky
to watch over Her
in every hour.
tell Her,  
the stars are part of me now

all She has to do
is
look up.

My Mama warned me 'bout the bad things
I guess your Mama forgot to
And now I'm here alone
Because the bad things got to you