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Straight Talk Live (Food For Thought-Mental Clothing You)
I closed my eyes and rested my mind on top of the moon
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom
I realized I was not alone
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds sing its morning songs
When my soul waits patiently upon earth for the keys to eternity
A place where man rules like a beast with his heart
Shredding life forces day by day unto death of his vessel departs
The doctrine of an ugly creed only brings heartache, and festers old wounds to bleed
Is this by Heaven designs
An image made of spiritual enlighten, given to women by the enclosure of his side
A Creator who allows gently hands to rock the cradle
Behind school desks, authoritarians labeling our kids, disavowing of their mind’s free will
Open your mouth you little disruptive bastard here is your magic pill
Homes without food for our generational babies to eat
I hear the anger calling from out the slums, the ghettoes as it rings out to the mean streets
Thank goodness, help is on the way
Wait a minute…. hold up… I tell you I’m the victim
Detained, now checking the pedigree behind my slave name
Oh, this feel like way back when, deprived civil rights happening all over again
Will the color of my skin ever win
Zombified existence prowling off man made drugs
More respect given to the lairs, killers, and the thugs
I inhaled the vast planets unseen
A beautiful paradise fit for Kings and Queens
An earth ordained for living by time to occupy, North, South, East, West
American Dreams we adopt to the confinements of our space
Documented by the constitution not for every race, until amended
Are you still offended
Politics to fit anyone’s mental drift
Once you sift through, hoping your presence will be counted for
Be advised it’s just propaganda bullshit
Electoral votes
Hoping it will not be in vain from you waiting out in Autumn’s cold
Secret societies
Bill Gates and his depopulation
Vaccinations predisposed notions, soon to be a ID2020 revelation
Moorish man asked to be the sacrificial lamb
Yes, ask the Tuskegee men and how their Syphilis felt
Denied treatment, died and the gravesite is what their contribution was dealt
BLM marches still asking why
Hooded agendas
Needed the rage fueled for how times once was
Once I open my mind, heart, the window to my Chakras allows me to finally exhale
Dealing with the world’s offerings is like taking a slice of hell
I rather go hungry
Yet, one must always thirst for knowledge, wisdom, maintain serenity
To survive life’s indemnities
Does it really matter how our anointing comes
Rare intellects will always find comfort as they think as one
I slowly descend off the mountain of the most high
The moon I bow unto as my soul gradually unwinds
My mind much clearer as seeing for the first time
Mental Clothing You
And That’s Straight Talk Live For You
May Your Find Comfort In Yourself To Always Believe In The Progression Of Your Steps
Until The Core Of Our Souls Blend as One, Take Care Of Yourself And Be Respectful Of Others
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom
I realized I was not alone
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds sing its morning songs
When my soul waits patiently upon earth for the keys to eternity
A place where man rules like a beast with his heart
Shredding life forces day by day unto death of his vessel departs
The doctrine of an ugly creed only brings heartache, and festers old wounds to bleed
Is this by Heaven designs
An image made of spiritual enlighten, given to women by the enclosure of his side
A Creator who allows gently hands to rock the cradle
Behind school desks, authoritarians labeling our kids, disavowing of their mind’s free will
Open your mouth you little disruptive bastard here is your magic pill
Homes without food for our generational babies to eat
I hear the anger calling from out the slums, the ghettoes as it rings out to the mean streets
Thank goodness, help is on the way
Wait a minute…. hold up… I tell you I’m the victim
Detained, now checking the pedigree behind my slave name
Oh, this feel like way back when, deprived civil rights happening all over again
Will the color of my skin ever win
Zombified existence prowling off man made drugs
More respect given to the lairs, killers, and the thugs
I inhaled the vast planets unseen
A beautiful paradise fit for Kings and Queens
An earth ordained for living by time to occupy, North, South, East, West
American Dreams we adopt to the confinements of our space
Documented by the constitution not for every race, until amended
Are you still offended
Politics to fit anyone’s mental drift
Once you sift through, hoping your presence will be counted for
Be advised it’s just propaganda bullshit
Electoral votes
Hoping it will not be in vain from you waiting out in Autumn’s cold
Secret societies
Bill Gates and his depopulation
Vaccinations predisposed notions, soon to be a ID2020 revelation
Moorish man asked to be the sacrificial lamb
Yes, ask the Tuskegee men and how their Syphilis felt
Denied treatment, died and the gravesite is what their contribution was dealt
BLM marches still asking why
Hooded agendas
Needed the rage fueled for how times once was
Once I open my mind, heart, the window to my Chakras allows me to finally exhale
Dealing with the world’s offerings is like taking a slice of hell
I rather go hungry
Yet, one must always thirst for knowledge, wisdom, maintain serenity
To survive life’s indemnities
Does it really matter how our anointing comes
Rare intellects will always find comfort as they think as one
I slowly descend off the mountain of the most high
The moon I bow unto as my soul gradually unwinds
My mind much clearer as seeing for the first time
Mental Clothing You
And That’s Straight Talk Live For You
May Your Find Comfort In Yourself To Always Believe In The Progression Of Your Steps
Until The Core Of Our Souls Blend as One, Take Care Of Yourself And Be Respectful Of Others
Published 27th Oct 2020
Author's Note
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
William Blake
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27th Oct 2020 1:21am
what a awesome strong write
not sure if man will ever see the true light many are blind to the truth as they have no shame to think that the color of skin make he or she different as we all come in to this world the same as it said in the Bible with no color or my say pink.
I my self went out and voted to day at early voting site cast my vote for one i feel telling the truth NOT THE LYRE who calls this COVID 19 A hocks
love this write my friend
not sure if man will ever see the true light many are blind to the truth as they have no shame to think that the color of skin make he or she different as we all come in to this world the same as it said in the Bible with no color or my say pink.
I my self went out and voted to day at early voting site cast my vote for one i feel telling the truth NOT THE LYRE who calls this COVID 19 A hocks
love this write my friend
27th Oct 2020 1:27am
First of all and foremost, I must commend you for upholding your constitution right in taking a moment out of your time to vote. In addition, your comment was intellectual stimulating to give the mind such gifted insights to ponder. Thank you my friend for being uniquely you, and that goes double for taking the time to read. I hope the remainder of your evening is relaxing and may you have a beautiful Tuesday in teh making😃
27th Oct 2020 1:29am
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27th Oct 2020 6:34pm
Ahh... much respect given is always much respect due. I sincerely thank you my poet, for taking the time to read and the heartfelt comment is appreciated in merit. I am wishing you a passionate Tuesday and may the evening greet your presence with consideration and compassion
27th Oct 2020 2:27am
Always show respect towards others. I have already voted, hope we get a good president. Keep on writing.
27th Oct 2020 6:37pm
Thus far, you have not missed a beat in showcasing your respectfulness my handsome poet. Thank you, truly and have a blessed evening and a caressing Hump Day🐾🐾
27th Oct 2020 6:42am
Like the way it articulates your thoughts on the present and past.
The picture is an empowering one to those struggling with self image and confidence. (It is optimistic opposite of a nude photo I saw of our pop group Little Mix, publicizing their song Strip, who had written on themselves insults they had known like 'Talentless' and 'Sluts'.)
The picture is an empowering one to those struggling with self image and confidence. (It is optimistic opposite of a nude photo I saw of our pop group Little Mix, publicizing their song Strip, who had written on themselves insults they had known like 'Talentless' and 'Sluts'.)
27th Oct 2020 6:27pm
Thank you my wise poet for taking the time to read and then having the grace to leave such an encouraging comment. I am wishing you a great evening and a great great Hump Day on the horizon
