“Unspoken Words”****************

 

Without uttering a word….

As she sat in my lap, kinda curled up in a fetal position.

I am use to her talking, so I prepared to listen.

And she without a murmur, mentioned that her day was long and tiring and,

Affection is all that she desired

Inspiring me to pamper her, as she tightly gripped my neck

She just needed to be held, with no signs of neglect.

The respect she wanted, I gave it, with no hatefulness or resentment.

It felt like she was searching for some type of contentment

For my, commitment bared no mercy. On the couch trying to rest,

She lowered her head, planting her forehead to my chest,

At best, her soul just wanted to be touched.

Gripping her tightly; holding her compassionately was enough.

All of that stuff she has had going on was weighing down heavily

And with unspoken words, I sat quietly; respectfully.

She needed empathy, and she received it. She just wanted to be held

And not bogged down inside of this invisible shell,

With no voice she yelled, and many things were made very clear.

She was open; for a short second, she felt no fear.

No tear, no worry, no issues, no sounds were heard.

She revealed all of this utterly silent, no expressions, no words

unspoken, uncluttered, unveiled, unheard…

Speaking loudly through her actions: nothing was heard

but bold unspoken words…

"xpressurself"

12/30/2014

well damn....

she really does not know me
i mean, i see her sitting right in front of me
but she does not hear anything i say, but at least i know NOW
what she thinks of me
any and all things that i have done it seems like
it was all for nothing...
not to go into the woe is me thing
but i look at what i actually have to bring
to the table. not even a thank you
but instead i see all that i do wrong
well damn, what do i do right, is this really where i belong
now i guess she wants to follow me everywhere i go
she wants to know everyone i know
FUCK, it was an inappropriate conversation
with a person i dated, 18 years ago.
 been actual best friends for the last 10 of those years
but now an inappropriate talk has gotten us here
hell, seeing that me coming right home still gets me in trouble,
i wonder what would happen if i start staying out late.... wwwooooeeee.....
now i am just like.... fuck it.....
NNNOOOWWW i am REALLY bored....
"xpressurself"

"NOOSETIGHT"

Noosetight and I can not breathe….

My girl thinks I am cheating
because I use to talk to other chicks

Yyeeaa, I know this shit had to stop,
but I had no one else to play with

Being a good nigga,
go to work and came home

And sometimes I WOULD walk in and she had that face,
 that said leave me the hell alone

Ok, I ignored it,
 because I knew that was not the case

I understood some things was bothering her,
and I was not wanting to be that bad taste                   

So as tired as I was,
I would be silly and cuddle

And she LOVED that shit,
though there was a house full of others

Taking into consideration,
there are a lot of hurt, frustration and pain

And me being the man that I am,
I did not want to encourage the strain

So I didn’t, but I listened,
and I thought I was being of some help

What real nigga wants his girl to have to deal
 with hurtful shit by herself

And she NEVER asked for anything,
yet and still I desperately wanted to supply

She was down in life, but still building herself,
and she allowed me to be her guy

And although I wanted to be just that,
I still needed some type of release

I felt like I had a noose around my neck,
hell, this noose tight and I can’t breathe

I wanted to be able to talk about how bad my day was,
instead of coming home to a bad day

I was careful with my speech,
I had to watch how and what I would say,
That noose that was around my neck, 

 that noose tight, and I can’t breathe

What I needed I did not have;
i needed just for a free mental release
My mind was molded by God,
so i need an area to play
i need a place to stand in this world,
 instead of just sitting in one place
But i love this woman so
and this chain i just refuse to break
But GOD HAS to become more prevalent in my life
mostly for my well being, and for my life's sake

2TDM  
 "xpressurself"

Why do my eyes cry?

according to the eye, why do we cry?
i mean we see the wonders of GOd
as well as admire the little things
that make us smile.
our brains have allowed us to register that feeling
of excitement that we feel when looking at that mountain,
from afar thinking to ourselves
oh my,that is simply beautiful.
yea, my heart gave me that little pitter patter feeling
my first time....
what about when we visually witness the beauty of
 per say, the backside of that woman that just walked
 pass from the gas station, coming out, as you
was going in, damn near walking into that stand
of potato chips. the only face you can make
is that ugly beer face while shaking your head. yyeeaa,
some things, your eyes just can not take... umph,,,,
what about the things your eyes see while watching the news
 and you look at a mother getting arrested because THIS simple
heifer sexually assaults her 2 year old child
you also have that moment when

I am America......................

EEYYYY,


 on a land where respect was just a bi product. i respected  you, and you respected me
My people that was there, and sitting in peace, living of what ever it was i had for them, and whatever i could provide for them, no matter what it was. whether it was food, water, clothing, a peaceful smoke, medication, pets, even a really good aphrodisiac.
not sure what happened, but somewhere down the line all of that changed. The word got out that, people were allowed to live their lives, and to be who they were. i had no quarrels with that.
you took care of me, and i did the same thing back
something happened to all of that, when the word got out.
i was in a comfortable place in my life until someone saw me and the way things were, and he had to open his damn mouth
i was suddenly kidnapped and not even  given any type of ransom,
have raped me and stabbed me in the back and the front and totally devoured all of my kinsmen
My body has been trimmed and has had a facelift to where not even my neighbors recognize who i have become
and i will never forgive you for this thing you have done
and this heinous crime that you have committed has made you a monster with 3 heads
I have witnessed that when a wolf gets his first taste of blood, he fiends and attacks at the head
so you have gone to my mothers place and have taken some of her most precious items, brought them over to me to house them for your own selfish ambitions
made slaves work like dogs, you have created the gangster and the mafia better known as the government, to satisfy your non-indigenous traditions....
but look at me today, i have been considered weak, and because of your greediness and nonesense
i have become that very thing that you have created, although taken from my mother, all gloves are off, and the fight will commence.
The worse thing you could have done was to allow my mothers descendant a chance to become better
i could not have been a better weapon, then that very thing you tried to destroy, and belittle; and it is said, never say never.
you said these niggas will never be able to read, never be able to think for themselves, these niggas will never be a damn thing, unless they had your help.
and the more you have fought, the more dumb you have made yourselves look
now the world sees without a shadow of a doubt, that you are real crooks
a fight you wanted, then a fight you have received, and a fight is what i was made to do
i have withstood your mess and am tired of just sitting and watching, it is time for you to get a clue
the people are about to give me back what is mine, just wait and you will see
i am about to take my shit back, for i am America, the land of free...

ready to go back to bed

He woke up, happy
and excited to start his day
got out of bed, did his hygiene thing,
 knelt on his knees to pray
thanking God for a great nights
 sleep that he has not gotten in a while
quickly put socks on his feet
before they hit the cold tile
then on to make his breakfast;
oatmeal, pork sausage, and 2 slices of wheat toast
ssshhhhiiiiidddd, this morning is starting off great,
let me make my face book post
almost ready to walk out the door,
on his way to work
here goes these obnoxious ass kids,
and his neighbor is such a jerk
getting inside of his car,
ready to roll out into the jungle
pulling out, onward on, UGH,
 now traffic, such a hustle.
now he knows the route to work
has a set of its own issues
even the presence of that cop car
that just pulled up behind you
all is good, all is well;
his phone rang all of a sudden
not thinking about the cop behind you,
you look down to push the on button
as you pick up the phone, you moved the wheel,
your car slightly swerves
the cops lights come on, the siren sounds,
and you are like, "what in the world"
so to keep from looking even more suspicious,
 you pull over to the side of the road
lay the phone on the dash, grab his license and proof of insurance,
 preparing for where this may go
hand flat on the dash,
as the cop comes up to the side
one hand on your window, the other on his pistol,
now one more huge sigh