Black man, stand tall.
Stand proud.
There's nothing weak about us.

To this day, they can't break us.
It's our inner strength.
We have seen them try to write our narrative.

Surrounding them around the various myth.

Like a history book within the school.
We know it was not geared toward us.
Still we aware even if not pictured.
We can't be destroyed.

Even when it involves the law or lawyers.

Black man stands out.
Be seen with your head held high.
After slavery, we still the true survival.

Our history speaks volumes to our sons and daughters.

One thing hidden in silence?  Is racism within the black race.  Oh,  we hype on whites like a thunderstorm.  But this poetry is true? Light tone blacks thinking they are better.  In some cases it frown upon the family to date a black tone complexion.  Why? Mainly stupidity of the group.  Same with dark or brown tone that won't date a light tone person.  This is black on black racism.  Just watch and pay attention.

You magical.
A noted attraction.
A wanted gem by many white men.

Some upfront with their wants.
Some trying to be secretive about wanting the pleasure of a black woman.

This wonderful black pearl.

Even white bigots want to experience this black pearl of joy.

A black expensive diamond that's is priceless.

A Queen.
An empress.
With a taste that they want.

Until their friends catch on.

Suddenly, we hearing black privileges.
As, if it's something freely gained.
Many fought, protest to simply have the right to vote.

We still seeing gam playing out by that same group.
Using legal tricks to stay ahead.

Affirmative Action, protects many.
And without comprehending truth many white females success is owe to Double AA.

Yes, we know completion is hard for some.
They been cut breaks from all avenues.
Either through family connection or friendships.
Or twisted perspective they created.

So when many hear black privilege?
They can only say, where it at?

From going through the black door decades back.
From segregated places created by them.
When money should have been pushed as needed sense.

Many crying BP couldn't deal with the degradation they under took.

Even today, we see many crying foul because they must honestly compete.
But more so from them than the group you think.

Now, we all know many blacks shoot off about those dying to give blacks rights.
Just remember some blacks crying it.
Wasn't supporting it.

Supporting what you ask?
Black protest.

Any injustice against any race?
Is injustice faced by everyone.
Sounds good, sound great.

But blacks have had to face the blunt of stupid racism centered around ignorant of humanity.

We know of the Nazis that in the photo seated with white American soldiers.
And aware of the loyal black American soldiers treated like second class.

Oh, you can fight for us to win?
Just remember there are limits to your services.

Those that don't know history will buy into knowing nothing in life.
We saw the rise in the fifties of a King.
In the sixties of a bright mind in Malcolm X.
Held his best against the best scholar.

Saw the nurturing of a boxer called Ali.
Saw the Black Panther Party branded into being what they wasn't in the beginning?

Angela Davis, fight against injustice.
Saw the man of justice for righteousness rise to the Supreme Court in Thurgood Marshall.

And many before all them name fight for personal freedom.
Oh, they won't be mention in certain educational books of the group that pushed out to many region in this country.

Then many only know of black fighters by researching to learn and adapt their practice.
Let give honor to Black Live Matters for proudly fighting justice like those in the past.

What happened?
They came up with Blue Lives Matters.
Again, thanks to black protesters.

For that tagline never were thought of until then..
They barely can address the code of silence.

So black protest holds power.

Be my princess.
Be different than the rest.
Too many like the title Black Queen just to be considered vital.

As the princess of my heart.
You more important hour after hour, minute after minute.

Get, not upset with the man refusing to be called King.
Unless he is your only heart controller.
Your first and only lover.

If?
He is like number four.
You just stating the word to make yourself feel good.
In his mind, he is aware of what number he has been assigned.

Men toss Black Queen as they adapted it to their tongue to say.
Especially for charming the women that come their way.

Who created it?
And use every excuse to accept it.

Who uses tricks and manipulation to stay ahead?
Afraid of competition effort to both of them.

And then when it level their way.
You soon hear from them mostly.
Can we all just get along?

Black rage has been a build-up factor.
Now you know why Black Lives Matter?

Let none threaten you as much as they would like too.
Black Rage running rapid.
But too many it was to be expected.

History leaves a good perspective.
But many hates to address it.

Black rage, might have started with slaves.
History of their treatments is in books and films to be on display.
And those within justice of enforcement treats it like a game.

And when they return the force of violence level toward them.
Than the group likes to blame them.
Let's not be pessimistic about this truth.

Cause for every action there's a reaction.
And black rage holds a beginning to injustice.
And until it's solve, we will see this to forever come.

Nothing comes of violence but violence.
Which is why we depends on sound minds to solve them.

No sympathy here.
And why should there be?

If you black and not trying to adhere to laws and regulations.
I guess I refuse to listen to black incarceration higher than others.

No sympathy here.
Live by the gun and die by it too.
Jobs here, jobs there in various places.
You just have to change your environment situation.

****, anyone?
Why should I cry?
As always prison standing by.

**** anyone?
Why should I cry?
As stated prison always standing by.

You just a new recruit and decided to be a prison slave.

Rob, anyone?
Why should I cry?
Yoy freely joined your other brown skin brothers behind bars.

Don't be like those there crying about serving prison time is hard.
You freely joined the roster.
Most likely you find friends from the street.

The weak join gangs and find a challenge in that too.
Behind prison walls, there are guidelines too.
So why should I cry?

You didn't care about your mother.
Like some locked up, you might meet your father or your brother

Shadow,
Shadow,
Why are you bothering me?
Everywhere I go you are following me.

I turn to the left.
There you be.
I turn to the right.
It's you I still see.

Black shadow
Black shadow from you.
I can't find no peace.

I see you when the sun is shining.
I see you when the moon is beaming.

Black shadow.
Black shadow.
You exist for a reason.

Uhura, what country?
Did she come from?
Well, most likely America.

But you must ponder about Star Trek that all the regions they went.
They never encounter anyone of African heritage.
Then or not.

After all, it mirrors the Twilight Zone, in terms of dealing with past or present facts or fictional events.

What race could protest?
We have a past to visit like some shows took upon.
And dealing with the future, who knows what to come?

Proud to be black within.
Soak in my culture of pride.
Even with racism and segregation?
We have survived.

Can't eradicate what strength we have?
Don't owe any apology to being African American.
Although in truth, we simply Americans.
If born here?
Tags not needed.

Some, not too offended mom or dad from a different culture.
Creates bridges of peace to avoid this one percent.
Except, you can't run from your blackness within.

If you half of anything.
You more accepted by the race you trying to afford.
Because of your blackness within will be acknowledged.

History has shown with less.
We have accomplished more.

While those with more.
Has discriminated at best to exist.
Take a look at our government.

Firm, feisty, and for real.
Black women matter and many aware of this.
Vocally opinionate.

Able to adjust, adapt, and survive history support this fact all the way down the line.

To a child black mothers matter.
To their significant black women matter.
To their employer black women matter.

There nothing like a black mother

Blame it on Eve.
Least that what Adam did.
When God question him.

He was quick to toss the blame.
Because a innocent woman got tricked.
Oh, that evil serpent.

They coouldn't eat of a certain tree.
Becaus their eyes would become open.
It seems like God didn't want certain things known.

They was shocked to see one another naked.
When at first it didn't matter.
Because they both was innocent.

Blame it  on Eve.
And proclaim that Adam was her accomplice.
They both ran and hid.
Because somehow they knew the wrong they did.

And
It seems God didn't know their whereabout?
Because he asked where are you?
Or, maybe he just knew.

And wanted to test them to see what they would do?

So, now we see.
That when you're disobedience to truth.
Sin always see it way in.
And we can't let that evil serpent known as the devil win.

You cheat.
Instantly, they blame it on the drinking and not the plotting.

We hear this excuse a lot.
But the memories created aren't forgotten.

You **** someone driving.
Instantly, it's blamed upon the drinking.

Not the carelessness of being an adult.

In truth, it's not the bar or bartender's fault.

Blame it upon my heart.
That I care.
It's like the man that assisted the Good Samaritan.

While others simply passed by.
One took the time to help out without a thought.

Not a thought was given.
About what others would say?
He showed love in mutiple ways.

Blame it upon my heart.
That I reach out with care.
Aren't it one of God's commandments.
That others seems to not do.

If you was hurting?
Wouldn't you want assistance in someway?

Peace and love shares many qualities.
Just think.
If we apply them daily to our life.
Just how great the world would be.

Blame it upon my heart.
That I show God's love.
After all He's constantly judging us.

Scriptures show many levels it upon him.
A man trying to create disruption.

First, let blame GOD for giving us him.
A man giving to represent his views and truth.

Let blame Jesus for dying for our sins.
Let blame him for showing compassion.

How dare he?
Show us the various truth of love.

Yes, let's blame Jesus.
Yes, that's it.
We gonna to blame him for all our trouble.

But then, what would that accomplish?

Blame not the woman.

Constantly abused.
Pushed around and daily hit.
And now many says, he's the victim cause he gotten killed.

Blame not the woman.

Many aware of this, saw it coming.
Yes, even his mother.

Friends, family, and associates saying, it's didn't have to come to this?
But these same folks weren't trying to stop him.
So blame not the woman.

Her abuse had to end.
Don't bring up, what about the kids?
Or even mention his mother.
For if she stood by and did nothing.
Then she just as guilty than her son.

So in my mind and eyes, blame not the woman.

Lay hands on the wrong one.
Then you about to die.
This just a lesson learned the hard way.

How much abuse?
Should any woman being abused have to take?

Funny, but seriously the way stories get twisted when bigotry takes over your mind.
We see it often, truly several times.
But when medication gets the blame for your foolishness.
Then we truly need to be analyzed.

She blamed it on the meds.
Instead of blaming it upon her mouth.
Scriptures states in the book of James the evil of the tongue.

For years it has gotten you killed.
In some cases hung.
The pill that dangerous capsules that get the blame for pregnancy.
Now has been linked to bigotry.

When in truth a fool got caught up in a hateful speech.

So you accused me?
Toss out allegations about certain situations.
But yours, yet to be told.

Funny, how many join the choir?
Without knowing the truth.
Because I am living proof that many do.

Next, they accuse you.

A blown call.
Upset players and fans.
We witnessed it.
Many admit to it.
Blame the referee.

Then again maybe blame the coaches and the players.
Why place the game in the decision makers hands?
Go out and score and defend your lead.

Then we doesn't have to blame anyone.

If defense can't stop the drive.
Then level the blame upon these guys.

If offense can't score or tossing up fumbles and interception.
Then blame yourself.

If you put yourself behind bars?
Don't blame the system or the jury verdict.
Blame yourself.

If you steal
If you rob
If you embezzle
If you a ****** If you're a ****** or *******
Blame yourself
Who committed the crime?

Don't go to prison expecting steak?
It's not that kind of party.

And foolish women if you dated any one of these clowns?
Examine yourself?
Soon they put on the acting of pretense with so much sorrow of complaints.
Which most males do when behind bars?

It's the system.
It's the prison system.
It's the guards or correctional officers.

But pay attention, it's never them although they committed the offense.

And mothers sometimes, you are your son's worst vice.
There comes a time you must set him free.
Kick him out into the streets but then he finds that weak spirit females that let's him move in.

And they rely on other kicks right back in his direction.

What is it?
What is it about the black man?
That intimidates the white population.

In crimes done by whites?
Somewhere, along the line of injustice?
A black man gets tossed the blame.

We know the black man being the tool used to profit.
Slavery points this out.
We know the image pushed constantly on the news.
Is strict a scare tool used?

Seen as a threat even when a threat appears.
Must I say, white police officers?
Where down from present to the past?
Many innocent black males have been set-up to appear guilty.

Just to solve a **** or ****** case.
Then the prosecutor is a judge with a selected memory when the evidence says different.

Then again, he might be a mayor or governor?
And just can't recall the case at all.
Well until he/she write a book.

Then that truth is revealed.

My life.
Bless.

My love.
Bless.

There's really nothing to complain about.

My world.
Bless.

My days.
Bless.

They are enjoyed more each second, minute I'm alive.

I'm bless.
And that's not a lie.

It's a blessing to be living.
It's a blessing to be love.
And it's a blessing to know the Man above.

Oh, girl
You have my heart, girl.
You have my love.

Yes, you have my heart.
You have my love.

The love I'm giving is strictly for you.
No other woman can distract it from you.
You have given me genuine love.
One forever inside my memory.

So you have my heart girl(yes you do)
You have my love(As long as you want it too)

To be blessed as you have blessed me.
Only make me thank the Lord for being so lucky.

Just rember

If a church forbade a woman to attend church.
Then they have lost God's interest.
For the women of earth are the vessels that make men sail to the word.

Women are needed to attract them in.

If ministers starts to forbid ladies to go forth.
Then the words of the scriptures would be lost.
Women brings comfort to many lost souls.

They go in places that men refuses to go.

Blessed are the women, who love the lord.
Blessed are the woman, who keeps their heart focus.

For those that stay focus.
Who'll forever have a man attention?

Women jump and shout.
They let the lord knows they worship him.
Many men owe their faith to them.

Blessed are the mothers of the world.
Who have raised a religious daughter?
God accepts your sincerity.

He, alone knows the price of your worth.

To be a religious woman.
Means no one comes before the Lord.
But can participate in giving him your heart, mind, and soul.

You give and give unselfishly.
You have found someone you feel is the best of the best.
In your mind and in your eyes.

When you speak your feelings show.
And without naming names everyone know of whom you talk.
In your eyes and minds she that missing glow.

You offer no apologies for feeling this way.
And shouldn't.
Others that envy you should hope for a good thing.

For at this moment all happiness and joy are yours.
You blessed forever more.

Blessed is the man that acknowledge his wife.
Who cherish his family?
His children's, yes those precious love ones.

His wife will be a blessing in his eyes.

Each day of substance her love will rise.
Her value is respected higher than she might ever realize.

Yes, blessed is the man.
Who loves her?
Nit afraid to show it.
Not afraid to tell her.

Blessed is that man given the gift of a good woman
Yes, blessed is the man that knows this.
Bless is us that fears the lord.

Blessings, we all need them.
Even when we got them.

The biggest blessing we have is life.

Some wish they were financial.
And I CAN'T BLAME them.

We all have our own blessings for various reason.

Personal joy is one of our blessings.
It's self-satisfying.

We are blessings to others in being there when they facing personal trouble.
There is nothing like a friendship to last forever.

Blind as I am.
If I removed my glasses.
I still would see you.

You have a powerful presence.
That comes directly through.

Blind as I be.
I would still feel you.

You set off a warmth.
That makes people notice you.

You have a quality that many wants.
A quality that many needs.
You truly represent love at its best.
You're exactly what a good man needs?

So blind as I am.
You left an impression on me.

A blind man told me.
He see more without eye sight than we who can see.
He just rely completely on his instinct.

He said, where we go wrong we use our eyes?
While those who are blind has to depend on their minds.

A smell, a touch, and his hearing too operates together
in assisting him to live.
Even his taste has a place in his life.
It just as important than him noticing the daylight.

I think fear doesn't ever live within him.
Because when push come to shove he has fear runnng away, from him.

All because a blind man stands firmly in tune, of all his surrounding.

The stupidity of love.
Where you try to defend a fool?
Where the person bring harm to you?

From the male athlete will domestic violence issues.
Who abuse the love he profess to love?
And to weak mind of the woman that defends him.

There's not enough money to make you wear blinders.
To defend him from facing justice.
But many do.

Is it love?
Or just being a love sick fool.

Why must justice forces a man to be a good man?

Strange that men forces women to love them.
Especially those that brags she bow down to him.

Oh, the male acts aggressively until they meet their match.
Which eventually will happen.

Then the blinders they wore to be a man of strength.
Exposes them to be nothing a man was meant.

I am loyal to him.
I will die for him.
He is a fool leading fool.

Blind faith leads to destruction.

They twist words to appeal.
And in that process reveals plots and plans.

Blind faith leads to destruction.

And then many folks' wonders.
But this happens when you're quiet.
Like controlled robots with no opinions.

Just remember, blind faith led to destruction.

The way it was in the begging.
Is the way it is now.
The joy I gave you then.
Is the same I'm giving you now.
Blissful.

The way we act now.
Is the same as in the beginning.
Except better.
The way we love now.
Is the same it was then.
Only better.
Blissful.

We can only improve upon it.

Many, are aware that police officers with roguish behavior that creates havoc against citizens.
Gets a go-green card.

But sometimes your protest must address mess within your own community.

No one, but a few disagree with BlackLivesMatter logic.
Except, maybe tackling a broad problem might be needed within their agenda.

Constantly, and daily a shooting occurs within the black community.
And the arresting suspect most likely is on a color complexion.
So a life of blackness should matter when crime happens too.

Mothers, quit protesting the wayward youth.
A hardhead must be left to face justice.
Girlfriends, wives, quit protecting a fool that refuses to listen.

Leave those "pity party" folks debating you shouldn't have abandon them.
When in truth they wasn't trying to change.

Protect a criminal only play for so long.

Blacklivesmatters, tackle issues that many ministers refuses to tackle.
Except in sermons.
Obviously, many within the churches refuse to fight for justice.
But preach be like Jesus when talking about fear.
Well, what about them?

Everyone cries about gun violence when a family's member's killed.
Well, what happen with those complaints?
When they was living.

Don't try to break the walls that I have up.
Cause love to me have only been trouble.
All the ones I have given myself too.
Have misused my most precious tool.

So love is blocked from ever invading my heart.
Don't need to hear no sweet songs about how love is.
Or can be.
Don't  even wants those that know me giving me any sympathy.
Cause love is blocked from ever touching me.

To think the way I was so giving to those I loved.
And the way they treated me like some worthless piece of paper.
When things should have been so glorious for me.

In the end it turned out to be total misery.

Write your truth.
Write it with pride.
But when the truth hurts.
You find many that love to cry.
Blocking

Secluded, you and I.
In our own little world.
Just enjoying one another company in many ways.

Who wants company?
When you're trying to play.
Who needs interference?
When loving is on the brain.

Block out.
All those things that might get in the way.
Television, cell phones, friends and kins too.

Block out, all those that comes between you.

You know, what you want?
And what you want to do?

Don't worry about things when loving on your brain.

Even, if it's your job.
Loving is easy.
Quitting is too.
Receiving is better when it's coming from someone you love.

We learn.
We adapt.
We seek.
And soon find help.

Innocently, we are born.
Born into this world with unselfish love.

Then tainted by a sign of hate.
The first sign of human hate.

We spread it.
We teach it.
Even find members in church that loves to preach it.

We learn and than apply.
But at the end of the day we realize we ALL share the same bloodline.

Why?
Many probably wonder.
Bobby Kristina, why?

All we know God holds that answer.

For every death that occurs in life.
The Lord holds that purpose deeply close to his spiritual awakening.

Sometimes, a child without their mother has no guidance.
Sure friends, associates and close family's members fill in that slot.
But within other minds, you simply was lost.

And now you back in the heavenly arms of your closest kin.
The one most daughters upon earth call their closest of friends.

In a place filled with serenity.
In a place filled with guardian angels.

For many women that complained.
When they have a good man trying.
I guess they never adjusted to honesty and truth of your words.

If you think you're lonely now.
Just waiting until he's long gone.
And you're all alone.
Wishing and hoping you didn't listen to your friends.
Many never having the touch or love of a man.

And when you sing a woman got to have it.
Many males failed to comprehend you speaking of complimenting her for being around.

Through your struggles.
Through your hurt.
Yes, the poetic one spoke truth.
And each created song of his was living prove.

Many life stories of himself.

Maybe, we never crossed 110th street to see reality of society.
The people that exposes us to others like ourselves.
Seeking comfort.
Seeking help.

And maybe, we should be like those lovers of romance.
When they state that's the way I feel about cha.
When speaking to their lady love.
Then this was Bobby Womack.

Who wrote i'm in love for Wilson Pickett?
And came more known in the beginning as a member of the Valinetinos.
Who crafted hits that became infamous by the Rolling Stones?

To this great poetic.
That many never gave dues too.
We fans salute you.
Rest in peace within the clouds of heaven.

Eyes tell the story.
Faces explain it.
Whether it's happiness or simply your sadness.

A voice tells your joy.
Or your hurt.
Exactly what you feel inside.

Our bodies contain so many signs.

Our hands get us in trouble.
Especially, if they are unwelcoming.
Then if are, they can create an experience.
We know the tongue is a troublemaker.

So watch what you speak?
Just look out for the feet.

They like to walk, they like to kick.
And sometimes the eyes see all of this.

Except for the brain plan all of this.

Some speaks, quietly.
Some speaks loudly.
Bold and direct about things they want.

Be it intimate time.
Be whatever on their mind?

Some crave truth.
But hides behind innocent tones.
Except, vocals not written in stone by folks that makes their wants known.

Some say, they rude.
Others, say they cruel.
Except the ones that's bold and direct.

Many earn your respect.