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Thank God For Sport!!!!!!!!!!!

SITTING ON A COUCH,
ONE SUNDAY AFTERNOON,
BORED.

I TURN ON THE RADIO,
SAME OL' TUNES,
I LOOK AT THE NEWSPAPER,
SAME OL' STORIES,
SO MUCH DRAMA AND GLOOM.

HUMMMMMM,
LET'S SEE WHAT'S ON THE TUBE.

CHANNEL 2
COMMENTATOR GIVEN HIS OPINION,
ABOUT WAR AND POLITICS,
I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF IT!!!!!

CHANNEL 4

RECAPPING THE STORIES FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE.

CHANNEL 7

SPIRITUAL-MMERCIAL

GAURANTEE THAT WE ALL WON'T GET TO HEAVAN

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I HAD SEEN IT ALL

CHANNEL 11

GOT FOOTBALL!!!!!!

IT'S FIRST AND TEN,
AND THE HOME TEAM IS DRIVING,

THE 30,THE 40 , THE 50, WITH EASE.

TOUCHDOWN!!!! 

RAISED ARMS AND HANDS,

OF FANS IN THE STANDS,
AND THE REFEREE.

THEN I REALIZE, AS I STAND THERE,
SHOUTING YES,YES,YES!!!!!!

I WAS ALONE.... BUT CONTENT,
MAKING NOISE.

AS MY ARMS, STILL RAISED,

I CLOSE MY EYES,

THANKING GOD FOR SPORT.

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Coochie Committee

I know that you have seen them walking,
and I know that you have heard them talking,
'bout all thoses rhymes and reasons,
the birds and bees and,
sometimes I can't understand,
how that they roll them eyes,
and stomp their feet,
smacking their lips, in the summer heat.

See they belong to a prestious club,
where none of the fellas get no love.
They are the coochie committee,
secretly meeting in our towns and cities.

I tried to infiltrate them,
by going out on a date,
when I nearly met my fate,
only to find out that my sister, mother,grandma,
and aunt, all participate.

They all were up in arms,
One lady shouted,
"sound the alarm!!!"
they planned to do this man some bodily harm.

I ran as fast as i could, 
back to my neighborhood.
called upon my brethern there,
but they couldn't relate, 
as I tried to explain this place, 
bout the coochie committee,
Some brothas, didn't  care.

So I just hold my toungue,
whenever a woman is around,
contemplating what will go down,
cause you never know,
the power a woman has,
and if she  posseses a pass,
with the coochie committee,
as matter of fact,
It always seems to,
have her back!!!!

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Examples-I Call You

 The World can be
               Bruising, to the flesh,
               Battering, to the soul,
               Beating, upon the mind ,
               trying the whole body,
               to control. 
              
               Brainwashing,
               a dowsing of it's trials, 
               negative,
               as I live,
               invoking grief,
               purposely,
               by design,
               trying, at times,
               to replace what's rightfully mine.
               My thoughts,
               my beliefs,   
               my smile,
               my dreams.
               But it's time,
               that me and the world,
               get a whole new,
               understanding.
               YOU SEE.
When the world tries to sow it's seeds of:
                   Fear,Worry, Doubt, Hate, Shame,
All of those terrible things.
Followed by:
                   Humiliation,
                   Degradation,
                   chased with
                   Devastation, and such.

I hear you, my brothers, my sisters, say to the world:

"ENOUGH!!!!"

Then the world can't SHOW or TELL me NOTHING about

                       Striving,
                       about struggling,
                       being pushed backwards,
                       falling down,
                       but not staying down.
                       Getting Up!!!!
                       Rising Up!!!!
                       Standing Up!!!!
                       

                        FEARLESS,
                       WORRYFREE,
                       DOUBTLESS, 
                       CONFIDENT, 
                       I'm restored,
                       PROUD, & PROFOUND.
                      
                       My brothers,
                       My sisters,
                       My examples.
                      
                        I CALL YOU, &.......
                     
                       NO matter the subject, the matter, the topic at hand,
                       Me and the rest of the world are about to get a better  understanding .

                        Then the world can't SHOW or TELL me NOTHING
                                                       about
                                                       PRIDE,
                                                       DIGNITY,
                                                       OR LOVE.

                         I CALL YOU, & I GOT THIS, No matter what the world's throwin' or showin'
                                                     but that's another matter,
                                                     stay tuned,
                                                     a different Poem .

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Lights ,Camera, Action!!!!!!!!!!

Characteristically speaking,
I am in awe of you,
Make believing, while convincing us all that you are true.
Art imitating life,
Life from the depth of imagination,
profoundly saying,
I am here, SURPRISE!!!!
I have arrived!!!!!
Shakespere himself would roll over with envy,
and T.S. Elliot would smile with what you bring.
Keep doing the things that you do,
with that magic that you make.
Fore all of the world is a stage,
and you provide the light,
the world is your audience;
as you shine so bright,
As the flash of their cameras,
command your action,
and the captivating passion!!!!!!

Academy award winner,
thank you for sharing your gift,
It is truly everlasting!!!!!!!

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Day Dreamer

Eyes wide open, facing a turbulent world. 
A few panting breathes inward, 
followed by a blink or two, 
leading to breaking news, 
stunned,and numb; 
non-believing, 
all the while, 
awake, 

DREAMING.

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Look At Your Hands

Look at your hands.
Tell me the stories they would tell.
Will they speak of the deeds you have done??,
the good, the bad, 
the decisions they've pondered,
the wonders.
Eyes caught in stone-faced modes 
while being next to chins, 
or cheek bones.

Look at your hands.
what journeys would they explain.
will they speak of warm embraces,
while standing in the rain?
have they been met with warm breath
on a cold winter's day??
or maybe even swam through cool waters,
on a hot day in May.

Look at your hands. 
Tell me they stand they have took.
what clinched fist,
at injustice as the world watched and looked.

Look at your hands. 
What miracles have they done????
giving some a fighting chance,
when others say there was none.

Look at your hands, 
as they wipe away your tears,
blocking up the things unheard,
by covering up your ears.

Look at your hands,
give them a true thumbs up,
they work you through this life, 
whenever things get tough.

Thank the creator for giving us,
such wonderful tools as hands,
but the package would not be complete,
without they eyes, 
that are looking,
and a mind,
Understand????
As you look at your hands.

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Some Angels........... Don'T Have Wings!!!!!!

Have you ever taken time to notice and implore,
that in the world around us there's so much more.
When life seems to rear an ugly circumstantial set, 
there are  some among us
that remind us not to fret.

They seem to always know what it is to be said,
assurance that better days lie ahead.

Providing a gentle touch to a chin,
of a face that's held low,
casting a gentle smile,  
re-igniting a flame,
within a washed out soul!!!
 

Friend don't you know.

Some ANGELS 
don't have wings!!!!

Yet.

They go on doing what they do......
miraculous things.

They carry many titles,
names in which they go by.

Teacher,
Preacher,
Team Player,
COACH!!!!!

Grandma, 
MOMS,
POPS,
Grandad,
Sister,
Brother,
Cousin,
all sorts.

Instilling lessons taught 
and lessons learned,
dreams cultivated,
and hopes
revitalized
to those of us, 
distraught.

I tell you this  because I've come to know.

Some ANGELS,
Don't have wings!!!!

Yet they go on doing what they do
phenomenal things.


They seems to spring into action,
without a whimper or a glare
never departing,
with us all the way,
breath by breath
step by step.

Then comes that faithful day,
the one that we never seem to forget,
You know the one when sweet trumpets play,
never to relent.
A sweet, sweet melody 
which he or she can only hear.
"Come on Home ", the creator, would say,
I've reserved for you a special pair.

"Welcome Home "
here is your eternal place, up here
among the saints, my dear!

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Sista Gurl!!!!!

I know you have seen her walkin',
heard her talkin',
strollin out there on the avenues.

All the while,
fellas seem to stop and stare,

admirin'

thinking SISTA GURL, how can I get with you????!!!!!! 


You seem like you can stop the world.
With a snap of your fingers,
clap of your hands.
Gon' SISTA GURL,
keep on!!!!
do your thing!!!!!!!!

I have seen her rollin'
sometimes even strollin'
out there,
on the boulevards.
LOOKIN'
Like the star you are!!!

Dressed up,
from head to toe,
letting the whole world know,
fo' sho'
you got it goin' on!!!

I seen you on the TV set,
in the board room, too
in the arenas,
all throughout the world,
all I can say,
SISTA GURL, 
keep doin' 
THAT THANG, THAT YOU DO !!!!!!

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The Seven Wonders of My Life


If the world has seven wonders,
 In my world there are seven more.
 All of of which for special reasons,
 that I truly adore.
 
Each possessing their own style, grace, class and sass,
 with a beauty and esscense upon the surface,
 and wit, intelligence, underneath,
 mastered with endless potentials,
 no matter the time, date or place.
 My sisters are my 7 wonders, 
that simply keep me amazed.

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Human Beings


Could have been born ANY one THING.
but instead I was one of the chosen,
to be made a HUMAN BEING.

Could have been a bird,
flying high in the sky,
but i was granted imagination,
that still allows me to fly.

Could have been made a star,
up, up in the heavens and the sky,
but instead I'm heaven sent,
to shine in someone's life.

Do you ever question why????

You could have been a evergreen tree,
standing majestic and tall.

But instead you like me,
you are human,
one of the greatest gifts of all.

We could have been mother earth,
suffering,
struggling,
trying to survive
to sustain nature, 
ITSELF,
or 
Father time trying to keep pace,
minute by minute,
hour by hour,
day by day,
to insure the value 
of humanity above all
ELSE.

So everyday take the time to give thanks and praise,
cause you like me are among the lucky ones,
that could have been many of things.

But instead we were born,
SPECIAL,
we were born,
HUMAN BEINGS.