Your Own Cause ?

Hey there little miss

Yo little girl walking down Mississippi way

What did you bring for a brotha this time?

Hope everything but a jail term  ...

Maybe you got a little money

To get me through the week

Something to give me hope

Of seeing next week

A gift perhaps

My birthday was last week

I got older but didn’t feel any wiser

I mean, I tell people the solution

To my problems is more money

Though now I realize

The root of my Kush addiction was the money

What I’m recovering from

They call withdrawal symptoms

Problem is

I don’t remember withdrawing anything

You ask why I’m telling you all of this

Maybe it’s my ignorance to face reality

So I need two open ears

To hear my dilemma

She calls me intelligent fool

Despising my stupidity

Telling me to smell the roses

Sorry love I don’t know much about affection

Care to educate me

She has a busy schedule ??

Rub my eyes, she’s no girl

A woman beyond imagination

Excuse me miss you wanna get married ?

She laughed at me, for a second …

Who was I ... and, what was so funny

Did I just attempt verbal suicide?

Or wealthy thug creeped in

Well case of marmite you love or hate it

In a state of utter confusion

That’s what she put me in

I can’t think of what was next in line

For conversation need to know why

She was talking to me

But wait I’m straight hood and …

She all proper and all la that   

Will she ever understand me?

Ok I’ll propose with the Haribo and

Get the diamond one later

                                                     

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Words ..

I am not a meer life form 
I am beauty unmatched 
Talent waiting untapped 
The beautiful concept not grasped by the common man 
Princess of a higher royalty .. not talking UK royal family
Much higher lifted and uniquely gifted 

Deep passion and determination running through my veins 
Wisdom is up configuring in my brain 
A treasure worth more than money can buy 
Better not put me up for auction, I won't sell 

The reality not seen in dreams 
So awesome words can't describe 
The show goes on sit back, reflect and exclaim 
Players, haters and the game never caught up in them 

I am the closer encounter with reality 
Words too nicely spoken to be believed 
I am her, I am she, I am the chica best believe 
The girl is a blessing be relieved 

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Realize

    A sister must realize the intensity of her generosity
   to understand that sometimes
  She may be the one in the "right" rather than the wrong

                                                 

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Fatherhood

I am child

I have grown of age

I bear name of a man who ..

Never took time to show me, know me, nurture me, hold me

I talked of him greatly, but never got to know him

One who never showed up at my birth, my recitals, my games or my birthdays

I am daughter 

I am deeply scarred

I now believe he will never show

He is father, but of whom

I dreamed he would walk me down the aisle

Chase away my first boyfriend

Share a strong, father-daughter bond

There was no daddy .. to be a daddy’s girl to

Talk of friendships

We didn’t even have that

Talk of time set aside

I guess he was the busiest man in the world

I spoke to him once but don’t remember his voice

I was only five and that was the last time we spoke

I am son

It hurts me more that it would a daughter

That you didn’t deem yourself necessary

Talk of role models he was a role ghost

Seemed non existent

I needed you to teach me to ride my first bike

To guide me on my first shave

To watch my transition from boy to man

To give me pointers on how to be the best man I could be

Help me through my teenage years

But instead you were a no show

Left me nothing but feeling abandoned

When others talked of their fathers

I had nothing to say

I had no hero, so I relied on superman and batman

Your absence stripped me of pride and strength

I am grown folk

All I wanted was a father to look up to

A father to give me reassurance and protection

A father willing to lose games to see a smile on my face

A father to love me like the heavenly father loves his own

Not to be hurt by the fact I had a deadbeat dad

But having one who played a significant role

One who tried and strived to be the best he could be to support his family

That would have been your essence and purpose in my life

If you were present these would be the words

Your very words would uplift me

The stories you tell gave me hope

Your wisdom and presence meant the world

The way of truth you lead me in

A minor as your time seems is meant the world to me

The reassurance and confidence you gave me

Here I am testify

That the presence of a father is good 

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Carry On

          

  
 I am still on my way to my destination,
         while other's buses terminate here.

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