Blackie_Chan_83

The dark clouds form for the sake of the deaf. The thunder roars for the blind. - Anonymous

Life isn't hard. People make it hard...for other people. - DeVaughn Salter

If it's too much like right, then it will take forever for it to be done...and even longer to be done correctly. - DeVaughn Salter

Note to women: If you stop laying under the bad boys, then you'll see the good man has always been beside you.

Question to my brothers: Why pull weeds in someone else garden when you have vegetation in your field?

The beginning of a relationship can be a chess game in which there is perpetual check. You have three options. You can move your king (feelings) to avoid being attacked, you can defend your king making it difficult to reach you, or you can surrender your king knowing inevitably no matter what you do it is finished. I'm finding out more and more each day people really are afraid of themselves when they put up these facades, boosting themselves to be less than who they are. I only say boosting to be less because once the illusion is gone, you're back to square one and everyone's expectations of you gets lower. I'm not an advocate for lying. However, I believe one should only do it for the matter of keeping peace. I can't hide how intelligent I am. Sometimes I wish I could. Pretending to be of lesser intellect is a facade I cannot live with. Am I nerdy and quirky? Sure, I can be at times. It is what makes me who I am. I won't say I have a degree, or I'm going on tour, or I live in better circumstances than I do. I give out what I expect in return. It's no different than going to a bank you deposit money into in order to make a withdrawal. You put in money, you expect money. I put in honesty, time, and good will. What do you think I expect based on my investments?

I was going to erase the above message, but I thought I'd keep it for a while longer. It's thought-provoking. I am putting two new poems on my page. The first is titled "Why Lie" and the second is titled "Such a Friend". Both were written based on the pain of a failed relationship due to be lied to and the subsequent downward spiral of women met afterward. I'm not going to mention any names, but I had a girl get upset because I chose to respect myself and try to keep a little respect for her after I found out she was having "company" and decided not to place myself in the bed of a harlot. Planning to sleep with me is one thing. Letting me know someone else is coming to rock your boat the night before I'm supposed to come over...tactless and tacky. She was too honest if there is such a thing. I called her indecisive to be nice at first, but I ended up having to call "a spade a spade" or in this case, "a whore a whore". I've digressed. Enjoy the poems.

Why Lie?
This situation's gotten volatile.
Look, that's not a smile on my face it's a scowl.
Wow, what the world then happened now?
My tolerance is zero. I'm on tilt. My ears steam.
I wanna cry, but I can't let my tears stream.
It seems like everyone know gets to eat and have cake.
My heart feels hairline fractured. We all know that's a bad break.
The wolves are getting itchy and removing their wool.
Steak is heavy on my stomach, but I'm still being fed bull.
Time after time and line after line.
There's sign after sign, but what does it matter
When the final result is disaster?
Is this truly Nature's will? I'll answer this after
I have an intermission.
Didn't mention this all started to become a vicious cycle
After a little invention.
Fabrication is the word I'm looking for. Search no more.
Innoculation of lies, it almost hurts no more.
Told so many that they almost work no more.
Squeeze my eyes so tight my tear ducts squirt no more.
All I've said is true, the pain that I am going through.
So tell me, why should I begin to lie to you?

Such a Friend
You say I'm such a good friend
But what that means to me
Is I'm not your first priority
I'm your faithful old plan B.

I took you to get groceries
Even took you out to dinner
Prayed for you as you take a walk
To sainthood from a sinner.

I've given nothing but love
Despite your many flaws
I gave you money at times
So you could wash your dirty draws.

I have just about bent backwards
Just to make sure you're all right
It's clear to me you are an ingrate
I have finally seen the light.

Keep on hatin' and backbitin'
Keep on your deceitful smile
I have a great friend in Jesus
So I'll love you anyhow.


Thank you good people of BlackPlanet.

DeVaughn Salter - A.K.A.-
PENSTROKE...remember it...scream it.