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My Family Tree

How wonderful you are,

Such a sight to see.

Standing tall,

Staying strong,

Full of life,

My beautiful tree.

I didn't plant you,

Nor water you,

Yet you provide me with shade.

Upon you, I find rest

And up on you, I play.

You shelter me from storms.

You embrass me as I near.

I'll hold you in my arms

So that you may never breathe fear.

They can never cut you down.

And I will always support you,

Adore you;

I assure you,

You are my fortune,

My tree.

Love or Lust

Love overcomes lust once life is in order

But lust fascinates fantasies while at love's borders

Sex is lust's passion in love and in hate

Attraction is hardly ever the result of love's debate

In time lust dies while love lives forever

Even though lust is great love is so much better

Love is spiritual while lust plays the physical role

So love is felt in the heart And lust plagues the mental poles

Lust begats passion, the fulfillment of extreme desire

Love creates a lasting awe, a feeling of needful aspire

Yet even though love is wonderful And causes emotions to embark

I'd rather walk in lust to spare My broken heart

The Mirror, That Window of Reality
No matter who you think you are
No matter what you want to be
The mirror, that window of reality
Tells your stories, no flatteries, no lies
It speaks only the truth,
It brings out what's inside
You can stand there for a minute
Or walk by with a glance
But once you've caught sight
Like memories that impression last
It reflects your life
It measures your goals
It records your accomplishments
It shows you your soul
So between the realms of who you are
And who you want to be
You will find your true self in the mirror
That window of reality

Untitled

My life is confusion,

Yet I know what I desire.

My soul is lost,

Yet I seek the FATHER.

My heart is great,

Yet my spirit is humble.

My faith is silent;

Earthquakes, my prayers rumble.

My knowledge is little,

Yet I search for the Truth.

My love is enormous,

And yet it is only for you.

Casting Stones
who am i to judge you
am i so righteous that i can
have i lived my life so perfect
no dirt upon my hands
who am i to judge you
am i so righteous that i can
well who are you to judge me
are you that perfect of a man

Look Harder

Wars, diseases, jealousy, envy. and hate

Crimes, lust, bigotry,

done changed the calendar date
 

Established a State, United;

done conquerred these grounds.

Natives pushed out

and them Africans found

Bound,

locked up, chained and bonded
 

Snatched up,

sold for dollars

Groans and hollas,

yells and screams,

Liberty bells and dreams

cracked, crushed

Crack on the streets
 

Gather my peeps

I'm not a preacher,  I don't teach

Just listen; feel me.

If you made it this far down then I guess you enjoyed the breif tour of my soul. I am a true lion; humble and peaceful in my stance, but very aggressive and confident in my actions.