Something as simple as walking Black in America can be a risk, especially for Black males. They are sometimes labeled as suspicious, not all the time, that’s why I said “sometimes.”
They can be harassed, singled out, targeted, stopped, questioned or even arrested just for being Black.
Suspicious can be considered as, walking Black, the type of clothes you’re wearing, your hairstyle, for walking in “their” neighborhood. I don’t know a single person who owns a “neighborhood,” but whatever. It can be if you’re walking in a group, walking by yourself, if you’re walking with your hands in your pockets, the time of day, the time of night, walking too fast, walking too slow, or even to meet a quota.
So keep in mind, while walking Black in America, you may be considered a “high risk,” and it’s a possibility you “might” get stopped, so I ask that you please be compliant.
Be safe, be careful, be vigilant, be blessed, be aware, but do not afraid.
And last but not least, Be Proud!
You have a right to walk, so walk with your head held High. Walk with Boldness, Walk with Confidence and Walk with Integrity, but do not walk in fear.
Unknown Road Ahead
With no guidance ahead
Eyes aligned with strong mountains
Flows with current
Remain skeptical toward a bleak future
Vacant thoughts veer unknown
Curious rhythms sways forward
Linger mist winding paths
Stumbling blocks engraved havoc
With stubbornness, take a risk
Unknown road ahead
Hulk out with braveness
Rhythm echoes with boldness
Criticism along the way, just ignore it
Follow your own unique peculiar path
Dusk early morning
New beginnings
Stillness take a deep breath
Thriving for greatness
Write your own journey
Always with beautiful blazing coffee
In face of fear, to find the strength to stand,
And look upon the danger in the eye,
To muster up the courage, heart in hand,
And face the challenge, or prepare to die.
To know that in the end, you may not win,
But still to fight with all the strength you've got,
To rise above the fear, to not give in,
To stand up tall, to give it all you've got.
For courage is not absence of all fear,
But rather standing tall in its embrace,
To take the challenge, even when unclear,
And push ahead with boldness and with grace.
So let us strive to have courage each day,
And face life's challenges in every way.
"Hebrews 10:19-20 ~
Having therefore, brethren, boldness to enter into the holiest by the blood of Jesus,
By a new and living way, which he hath consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, his flesh."
~ The Holy Bible
The Holiest of all was veiled
in the Tabernacle of God,
Only the High priest could enter,
once a year with sacrifice blood,
When Jesus came down to this world,
He became the sacrifice Lamb,
His blood shed on Calvary's cross
tore that veil from top to bottom,
His flesh veil through which we enter
boldly into the Holiest,
The blood of Christ consecrated
a new and living way for us,
Now God's presence is no more veiled,
We can come to the throne of grace
with boldness to obtain mercy,
In our prayers, seeking God's face.
20th April 2023
For Constance La France's "Writing challenge - 'V' words" contest
Word that makes us grow,
that accompanies us
with boldness in our
stocks...
Word not always loved,
not always understood...
The word, life...!
Faith, dismissed from that horrible pit
The darkness and the coldness
Having the strength to endure with boldness
The place of a never-ending scene
seemed like
Evilness surrounded
Types of unwanted vibes
Hard to describe
Dismissed.
a ghost
comes forth from
the house of the dead,
a rather unusual apparition –
empty, desolate.
a wraith so worn and
frail, it barely seems
there, as if suddenly thrust
from its icy winter shade.
it rises without sound, or maybe without voice,
a solitaire and lonely
shadow without form.
I wonder what its purpose
is here on this day
and whatever its plans for during its stay.
my fear aside, I can’t discern its intent,
dark or light, heaven or hell, good or evil.
I feel light and goodness on the one side and
dark and evil as it turns its back to me.
perchance it
is here to help guide
me, but where?
It seems a lowly darkle, unenlightened
and slow, but it turns with clear
vision and song of
light with an order
of celestial
beings from God’s land.
I am edified.
It is not the size or shape of the gift,
but the inherent purpose and intent of
its presence.
I shall follow it
with boldness, courage, and great expectations
as it leads me into my
sphere of scotophobia.
When there is cold silence something of old forgotten queens
Lurk in the abounded walls full of grace
A rare queen, her heart full of gold
Never to be played with or forgotten
Her love is patient and kind
She always bring joy to others and is proud of who she is
and what she stands for
She was once seen as a subject of oppressed but she is the mother of all civilization
where all life comes from
She's a woman and a queen
She is strong and speaks with boldness and courage
With skin of honey and chocolate
Her hair is a storm and a hurricane of endless rings and kinks
She glows intensely, vividly
Her hair, a sea of black cascading around her head
as if a crown sat upon it
She isn't sorry for knowing her worth
She walks with an air of confidence that no one can ever take away
This is the world I live
Which mocked me,
In my pathetic situation....
As I am child of ugliness
They mocked me,
On my appearance.....
As I am a child of laziness
They mocked me,
For whatever I do...
As I am a child of faults
They mocked me,
Pointing all my follies...
As I am a child of bad luck
They mocked me,
And left me alone ..
As I am a child of evil
They dumped me,
And forgotten me...
I am startled child
Who had no hope,
Filled with sadness...
I hated myself
For being burden
In everyone's life...
When I gathered boldness
To change myself,
I became a clown to them...
I ignored their words
To face my fate
With boldness.....
I became a lucky girl
With high personality
They admired me...
Everything thing can be changed
If there is a will
To overcome our failure...
I hope my life
Will become success
Through my hardships..
It was once said, "an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth".
Revenge isn't really sweet, but it is a bit uncouth.
You were fooled by thinking you would win.
In your losing battle, you committed another sin.
It can't be called poetic justice that you feel.
Posturing and abject will never be the real deal.
It was just some silly words of a poet you wanted to ban.
Mr. Stark publicly states with boldness, "I am Iron Man".
As I look to the day
And wonder what will be
The words come to me
Stand forth
I know just what it means
And when it is to be
When it is to come
Stand forth
When before the people
With who I will meet
That is the time to
Stand forth
Then I must not shirk
Cannot leave undone
With boldness then I must
Stand forth
I must hold out a hand
Offer hope to those in need
Filled with the light I must
Stand forth
" BLACK WOMAN"
Oh!! Black Woman with such Grace & Beauty... which describes Us to the very depth of our being.
Black Woman fully clothed in her right mind, steadfast, unmovable, looking and using all opportunities, advantages exhibiting all of her God given talent realizing, executing the power within...
Looking, deep within her soul to rekindle the gift of enthusiasm, eagerness, vitality, and spiritual interpretation, all wrapped clothed and sealed in Faith.
Rise Black Woman blossom like the flower you are... moving forward with your heart, your eyes, ears, hands, feet courageously with valor exhibiting, clearing the pathway with courage to seek and find.
Continue sharing while using the ability to execute with BOLDNESS , moral intergity and Godly wisdom. (Remembering the struggles of our ancestor's)
Allow God's grace, favor "Unmerited Favor" (blessings) be with you my
"BLACK WOMAN"
PENNED BY: Deborah Vines 2/26/2019
Could this be me like a mere dream
Or a mere merriment of fantasies
Of a day light
That a once late brain and weak
Conscience fellow can now
Breath fine with boldness of literacy
Could this be me eating with blood
From education stick
How come this once plain mind
Like me can spread like a disease
To the world for good with my piece
Of good thoughts to the world for
Rest and literacy
Could this be me vomiting insight
Of global interest like an activist
Well I think it is me but how come
The breeze from my left ear is still
Asking my brain could this be me
With many how come while I
Travel by the stainless of the sky
Take society’s attitude
Towards indifference as given
Although women abhor gratitude
For societal foibles forgiven
In the face of the Christian faith
That burns within a woman’s soul
When Providence breath
Scores a salutary goal
In consonance with the motto
One cheek slapped, the other cheek slapped
In a pilgrimage grotto
Where 2Pac rapped
All eyes on me
As though a woman were leper
Society loved to hate with glee
Alongside a pauper with no caper
To boast of
In the sight of men
Who grudgingly brandish love
As an inducement to women
Treated with contempt
Used, oppressed, dumped
In a haughty attempt
To get machismo start-jumped
In the full bloom of the sickness and ugliness
That womanhood suffers
In huge doses of humiliation and sadness
With no compensatory offers
For remorse unfelt
Hair tousled and unkempt
Expectations raised and unmet
In an egregious event and attempt
To gloss over injustices
Unleashed on the fairer gender
In equinoxes and solstices
That demand women’s surrender
Although the new millennium
Demands fairness
In the cranium and premium
For women’s unstinting happiness with boldness.
To me it doesn't matter
Who you are or what you've done
When God puts truth upon your heart
The Holy Spirit has begun
Christ's message is for everyone
The gay, the straight; the sinners
His sacrifice extends from high
Way down to the beginners
Whatever evil we may carry
God appreciates contrition
This is the hope of my existence:
A healthy man needs no physician
God is Father to us all
In fact, we do not need permission
We can approach His throne with boldness
On the merit of Christ's mission
"When Jesus heard it, he saith unto them, They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous,"
Mark 2:17 KJV
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