Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts
A Harlem Point Of View
When the air escapes your lungs… The Numbness Of Hurt A key without a lock Searching for a purpose A door missing it’s nob The emptiness of being uncertain The young devour one another Cards of life bend as they’re dealt Some are luckier than others Old heads carrying coffins without a belt It’s every
When a bulletproof vest is not enough… Betrayal That stinging feeling Knife piercing skin A friend to nobody Where does one begin Her discovered check Frenemy revealed A Queen’s betrayal The King of heart’s broken appeal. Harlem, Heaven is at the foot of Mother…
Girlfriend brought a whole new meaning to “We Sick” to the doctors office. When she sneezed it was I who caught the cold. Needless to say, I was left standing, freezing in the North Dakota wind holding the ole carrot from a memory of what could have been. As a child, I didn’t understand. Now I
It’s Christmas. Outside the temperature is 73 degrees. The sky is clear but their’s nobody home to hold, to keep near and to keep the Christmas spirit alive. Despite the sun shinning bright it still feel cold as the winter breeze smells stale and the day seems so very old. Oh, the fuss about the
The turmoil, the pain and suffering of a long distance relationship with strings attached. When a boy is considered being thirsty. Maybe he’s actually being a man. FaceTime Bling https://itunes.apple.com/us/post/idsa.76f47263-76c3-11e5-ad28-8822e79f57de Drake’s “Hotline Bling” Video FaceTime Bling (Drake’s “Hotline Bling” plays in the background) Spaced out and in a trance, Brutha reflects, relates and jots down his
When the clock has been turned back and the roles are reversed. When the older Brutha from Harlem pays it forward while being seduced by a young Georgia Peach, which led him to fall in love with a young “Vanilla Bean Queen” during his noble attempt to see her graduate from college and attend Med
Nyja: Beautiful, Calm Flowing River Her name means, “Beautiful, Calm Flowing River”. Her parents placed a spiritual conviction upon thee and named her well with deep thought placed behind it. Her calm voice is all too familiar, god’s whisper steady like a stream. The calmness of her voice and the stillness of her spirit leaves his
Her 90 Day Rule Before I Can Smash? FOREPLAY As I approach my 4th year of celibacy my birthday and yet another holiday pass, the emptiness and the loneliness begin to set in and grow. So, I dream of a White Christmas minus the snow. You are my Alaye (A-lay-he), God has blessed me… I
Stay Away Little Girl Run Away Little Girl (I can do bad all by myself) Run little girl, run little girl, run, run. (I can do bad all by myself) Run little girl, run little girl, run, run. (I don’t think you can hear me though) Run little girl, run little girl, run, run. (Well, let me explain
CNN televised the fiery passionate expression of a people in great despair. Poor people, angry, disenfranchised citizens of Missouri, Ferguson living and witnessing the American experiment. It was a day of shame that imbrue the fabric of our national conscious. This greasy spot will be forever burned on the entire nations memory. Malcolm X, my
Day Of Shame On this day of shame, I’d like to remember all the people, all the entire cultures that are extinct; wiped out, removed from this earth just because they are different. The gratitude and appreciation has been noted of those that have sacrificed their lives so that others could feast and be merry.
All acts of life begin with the imagination. The Author of Her Universe. Thoughts manifested into words which created a particular character, place and thing. Its actions became a habit or a way of life which unfolded onto itself and ultimately became it’s destiny. No Words Can Explain It’s Greatness. Behind The Imagination: Her Sacred Seat Behold our Creator’s work of art; the
Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts 