#NoPoo Book 1     An ode to Gabriel

Created in the image of the Divine
Superior creatures  
With handsome manly features  
Selfishly given of his rib  
A man in the making starting from the crib  
Playdough, marbles, Army men to command  
Bow and arrows, playing all day in a box of sand  
First day of school for the rest of your life  
Parents looking down at your young face, years going by without strife  
Preparing your mind for the day you take a wife  
  
The first school boy crush  
Swooning a girl with love letters to make her blush  
High school now, a little hairs on the chest  
A new pep in your step  
Girls and partying your only quest  
College days  
The initiation Haze  
Fraternities  
Brotherhood  
No Falsehood  
Banded for life with the security of Knighthood  
   
College Sweetheart with a mind of gold  
Virginal intentions from what you’ve been told  
A dream for a parent if only their son can maintain to hold  
Graduation from the classroom  
Now to the boardroom  
Lavish home, expensive suits, fast cars, you know the ones that goes vrommmm  
At the alter now, sweat creeping under the Tux  
I hope this girl’s hand in marriage is À la carte deluxe  
   
Man and wife  
My partner for life  
Positive test for the seed of creation  
Burping, changing diapers, milk  
Wondering do you still have that swag, with words of silk  
Long legs in the office, a bit of flirtation  
No sinful hesitations  
Baby, I’m working late  
Cover my plate  
Don’t wait up for me  
A man snagged by a tempting Honey Bee  
   
I’m sorry baby, will you forgive me, we would no doubt get past this  
Emptiness now felt in a reassuring kiss  
Pain staring at you from such beautiful eyes  
Months of uncertainties and now unveiled lies  
The house is quiet she’s packed up and gone  
Money, success, means nothing inside the walls of this empty home  
   
One more chance one day at a time  
We’re older now that grand stairwell is just too hard to climb  
Child in college dancing on air  
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers dancing now to our rocking chairs  
I hold your hand as I look back  
That second chance in life  
Placed us right back on track  
Private Nurses, our beds positioned side-by-side  
Gray hairs, Pills, Oxygen tanks  
Just to get us by  
I hold your hand as my life flashes from the skies  
The last breath of life staring into your beautiful eyes  
   
Tears of remembrance roses thrown over me  
You stood as a man and followed your creed  
Without the presence of God breathing to set my soul free  
Sliding out the cocoon of the womb  
Given unto you your first breath of life  
Promised by the stars to a man and his wife  
You were someone’s blessing to be  
From birth to the first scratch of your knee  
What would you have done  
What testimony would your life have stood for  
Ashes to ashes you no more

Somewhere Over The Rainbow
You will call out my name
You will lift your eyes to the hills
As the trails and tribulations blanket your inner soul
You will hear the faint echoes of ancient mummers
In that old Creole dialect
Loudly in your ear to comfort, yet denied of its strength
 
Somewhere Over The Rainbow
Where you can taste the reality of its dreams  
When your heart was once upon a time in the right place
Your mind reached and raced for regally to exceed
Footsteps of lead surrendered you to the pleasure, and the needs of Karma’s bliss
 
Somewhere Over The Rainbow
You will feel the ties that bind
Love of one and not see to judge the shades of colors
The bond of words will be law
Expressions louder than the falsehoods of the heart, would be ignored
When the blanket of destiny smothers  
Squeezes you, the haven you sewed in life shall keep you
The very same fabric that unravels to hold it together
When the kiss of ambiance knocks on your heart
And the mind is perplexed as to why
 
Somewhere Over The Rainbow
Footsteps in life will guide  
Laughter will ring out
Tears of remembrance will flow
The veil of idiocrasy shall and will be lifted
The heart of a man he shall fall
The uplifting of a woman shall bow unto its past wonderous
In the realm of the vast galaxy  
Hope, dreams, wishes and desires shall adorn to compliment the full circle of life
The absence of presence shall not be obsured
Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Forgiveness in your comforting hands for the sadness mirrored in your eyes
Two strong women whose spouses fell under someone’s ill intentions of demise

Coretta Scott King
My Martin speaks to me from the bed of his grave
Whispered words he ponders for world peace once man finds the way to pave
His belief this world can still be spiritually saved
In the land of the free and brave

He believes in one nation as we walk in unity, hand-in-hand
That old Negro oppression mentality shall no longer define a colored man
The laws of morality shall be upheld across these great lands
No matter where a man or woman stands

One love given, received under the majestic blue skies
No defiance by heart, soul, mind, will hinder the advancement of time
Or the stagnation of human beings’ state of mind
The revelations to love will be ordained by God’s designs

Nationalities or language barriers will be the reflection mirrored in our eyes
Interracial unity will be at an all time high
Integrity and reverence will be a person’s worth
The stigmatism of segregation shall no longer rule this earth

Jacqueline Kennedy
I thought it was peculiar I can still hear John’s voice
A man who loved his country by free choice
He advised me, had he still been here
Mandated laws to edge America’s progress to a better political frontier

Where work for the wages of your pay
Would stretch beyond the calling of the day
Give me your poor, weary, your indigent, will have a better cause to be
A universal healthcare system will be free

Technology used to better educate our youth
Invigorating mentalities will be fruitful to learn, wisdom in its fragile pursuit
Not controlled by mood enhancers to solve life’s simple truths
Scientists, Chemists, will have the ability to compete with any other’s Democracy’s patent

Not sell our country’s rights in any fashion
Then reap the downfall of its crumpling distractions
We The People will Make America Great Again
No disparity in its promise of its constitutional origin  


Remarkable men with different creeds we adopted within their era
Tears of remembrance only to be carried away by Pallbearers