AMERICA’S GUILT
When a jury gets it wrong,
Who is there to correct it?
When black lives are hunted down,
Who’s there to protect it?
When kings and queens have dreams,
Whose there to manifest it?
When politicians betray the people,
Who is there to condemn it?
When drugs and guns cripple a race,
Who is there to disrupt it?
When rich America foster homelessness,
Who is there to oppose it?
When justice is blind faith,
Whose there to enlighten it?
When George Floyd couldn’t breathe,
Who’s there to stop it?
When we say her name aloud,
Whose there to echo it?
When mother earth is neglected,
Who is there to nourish it?
When our water system is toxic,
Who’s there to filter it?
When inequality is robbery,
Whose there to protest it?
When four black girls perish by a bomb,
Who is there to denounce it?
When Black Lives Matter,
Who is there to ensure it?
When systemic racism stands tall,
We must all stand tall to dismantle it.
THE DAY MY HEART DIED
Diamonds are forever
Similar to love’s life span
I was told to find the perfect woman
I needed to be the perfect man
Then suddenly it happened
Two lovely worlds collide
Smitten by your beauty
But fell in love with your inside
You was like my modern day Bonnie
And I was your modern day Clyde
If I was America’s Most Wanted
Then inside your love I would comfortably hide
But no love is truly perfect
When they said it, I missed it
Before God can bless your love life
Ultimately it has to be tested
But suddenly. IT WAS OVER!
I couldn’t believe it and cried
Cause a happily anniversary
Ended up being: The Day My Heart Died!
UNTITE ME (GOD MADE ME)
Please don’t stop me from dreamin’
Dreamin’ keeps me alive
Trust me, I’m God’s child
If only in his eyes
Inspired by divine purpose
Reaching higher with each and every grasp
I used to have countless friends
But now only traces of distant laughs
God is the master artist
He created no one exactly the same
So if you disapprove of who I am
Reproof God for the creation he made
Picture a child fearful of being judged
Slowly dying inside from a lack of love
Mom and dad unknowingly had the cure
So I went without a hug that’s pure
It took many years of self-therapy
Breaking down the walls of insecurity
Tell me how free can a country truly be
If a man isn’t free of his own identity
So, the next time you see me
Think twice before you label me
‘Cause I’m one of God’s greatest invention ever judged
But there’s no name to describe me…so simply untitle me
THE IMPERFECT ONE
If one was perfect, how out of place would they
be… in an imperfect world?
To be perfect, one would have to be incapable of error
and ignorant to the word “SORRY”…a five letter word that
Results from PAIN or AGONY.
Could Lady Love actually exist without her brother,
Pain? Or would she know not who she truly is, without
Contrast to blame.
Challenge is what strengthens competitors, not the
Competition himself…because there’s no way we can enjoy
Life, without knowing the repercussions of death.
Yeah! You hear me correctly; Blue is my favorite color
And green is my second…What a blessing we have in the
Variety, without it there wouldn’t be no selection.
And I still applaud the father who tries to teach his
Son… because there can’t be any perfection, without the lessons of An imperfect One.
