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Whats up BP, i've been gone for a while, but im back and proud to announce that in the mean time i have done very well for myself. Ur girl has a great life with a great family and friends who i love, not to mention ur girl is now a college graduate of Penn state University with a Bachelors of Science degree in Geography AND i am back in school at the University of Phoenix getting my Masters in Administration of Justice and Security!....yea, im doin it real big. I currently work as a GIS Tech at the US Census Bureau building in Suitland MD! Im a simple girl who enjoys simple things and isnt a hard person to please. Im not really on here looking for a relationship because i already have one, but friends are always welcome, besides, who know's what the future holds, and ladies, ur more then welcomed to hit me up too, no i am definitely NOT GAY, but there's nothing wrong with making new friends. I am a very laid back person with a great sense of humor, but if u cross me, thats when u meet my bad side and you def don't want that. I work every day, i enjoy life, love, laughs and hanging with my girlies on the weekends. In my FREE TIME, i enjoy modeling, cars, building model cars, computers, reading, movies, out to dinner, cruising around in the car, and most of all, traveling (mostly to tropical islands or to the beach at least) *****Seeing that im tired of all the same questions i receive, i am going to post all the answers to the most common questions i get. My Name is Lettice, i stay in Bryans Road MD and i am a GIS Tech for the US Census Bureau. I am NOT single AND i am not looking. I got tired of all the bull%#&@$! men around here and the lames that i seem to attract. I am not interested in calling or chilling with any dudes. The type of man i look for, when im looking of course, he has to be funny, intelligent, able to hold an intelligent conversation, has a stable job, his own car, his own place, his own phone. Physical features aren't important but i do love cornrows. He has to be compassionate, loving, caring, considerate, and NO BULL%#&@$! WHATSOEVER WILL BE TOLERATED. If this should occur you can rest assured you will be kicked to the curb with no chance of recovery. If you want any other information, just get at ur girl and i'll be sure to get back at u!! If ya wanna see more of me, you can find me on Myspace at: www.myspace.com/gnl4eva
I have a special talent of writing poerty and i would like to share some of them with you all. I started back in high school and have written one every now and then since then. Most of them are published in books printed in NYC and in London England. These poems were written when i was in a certain state of mind, usually an angry state of mind. I found that poetry was a way for me to express my anger about certain issues, because when i was finished writing, i felt 100 times better. One unique thing about my poetry is that i never once revised any of my writings that were written in that angry state of mind. The way you read them, is the way they came out of my brain and onto the paper! Please feel free to let me know how you felt about my poems. Don't hesitate to leave me feedback.
The Understatement of the World
What makes the world go round?
Is it money? Power? Or oil?
Does a person have to be bound
Tied down and gagged in turmoil?
Our world is upside down
Flipped around, thrown down, and shaken up
The things we do make other countries frown
When will we awaken, like Folgers in our cup?
Politics, oil, foreign policies, and the Dollar
Never seem to make any sense to the commoner
Round and round like a whirlwind, makes you wanna holler
All alone in the forest like a broken wanderer
Personal strife, poverty, and displacement
Natural disasters, Global Warming, and Naturalists
Just a few problems that chokes our contentment
How far down are "the people" on their lists?
When will the government notice, right here on our own soil
Violence, terrorism, and death are all too prominent
The total disregard for each other makes me boil
We are demanding LIFE like a ten commandment
Put away your guns, gang and skin colors
Take a look around you, to your left and to your right
We are all people; just bones and flesh of different mothers
To the government: Look long and hard...or say goodnight!
Lettice Cecelia Brown
09/23/2008 9:33am
A Lesson, In Love
Love is an illusion
Wrapped up with confusion
If morphs into a heart
Then it?s ripped apart
They say love is blind
But it only keeps you confined
Within its barriers
There are no love carriers
It makes you feel like a fool
Then boils up like a pool
It then becomes an invisible state
Comes up short on your plate
It hurts more than there is pleasure
It?s worse than a desperate measure
Round and round you go
Until your love becomes your foe
Once again love has tripped you up
No one wants to pick it up
It brings you great pain
It hits you like a train
What is this ?love??
Looks more like a pool of blood
It?s like a 3 D puzzle
It drains you; it guzzles
Up your time
It takes you from your prime
But still you want to hold
Onto that thing that doesn?t mold
Into what you want it to be
Because love doesn?t come free
It tears at you; lashes out
Wondering what more it could be about
It?s really not there
So be alert, be aware
That there is no line for love
It?s not a blessing from above
Because there is no such thing
Nothing but an illusion taking wing
Coins The tale of a poor soul and all the "coins" she had. None of them were worth spending, but yet the more she got rid of them, the more that flocked to her. Now she sits here with a bewildered look, staring into space. Wondering, if i had all the coins in the world, would i still be sittin here spending a lifetime searching for the one that "shines?" No matter what i do, im never good enough. My coin never shines. The "coins" i have in my pocket are tarnished. Some filthy, grimey, dirty, bacteria ridden, gross, nasty, bent, chipped, and worn. The coins in my purse are just the same. As those are in my jar. Coins may be many, even shiny on the outside, but the insides are black and deceiving. They show their "faces" only to keep on rolling down the road. U hold a coin close to your heart and they end up taking it with them. Until you are empty, just a mold with no emotion.All i hear in my ears are the very loud JINGLE JANGLE of those many "coins." So loud that i dont hear my heart beating, or my mind thinking. The noise takes over my body, my soul. It rattles in my brain, and weighs down my heart. Until there is nothing left. A mold of a good person, who now is infected with the ridges of the coin that portrays the roller coaster of life, if ridden along them. Life is but a flip of the coin, some say. Once a coin is caught in the light, it tries to roll away unnoticed. Most of the time not leaving a trail. Rolling off into the distance, where its never wanting to be seen again, by these beautiful blue-grey-green eyes. ~Lettice Brown 12/10/2010
